John Galliano, the fashion designer who likes to dress up as a pirate, was convicted of anti-Semitism in a Parisian court last week, and fined.
Galliano was once chief designer at Dior, but he got drunk in a Paris bar and screamed anti-Semitic abuse at some fat people (I am guessing they were fat) who were so upset they recorded it on their mobiles. I do not mind saying that the anti-Semitic element does not bother me in this case, even though I am a Jew. I have sharp antennae for the real deal, and this is not it. When I watch Galliano shout ‘I love Hitler!’ on that YouTube video, I don’t see a man who hates Jews. I see a man who hates himself. I do not agree with Brendan O’Neill, who wrote on these pages last week that alcoholism is not a mental illness, and good for Amy Winehouse for not going to rehab and not being suckered by the therapy industry, even if not being suckered killed her.
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