I would be taking high-mindedness too far if I were to say that the press is missing the
real point of the Mike Hancock story. I cannot blame editors for falling to their knees and thanking whatever gods there may be for giving them the tale of how a bearded old man hired a gorgeous
Russian assistant, whom MI5 now believe to be a Kremlin spy. Editors are only flesh and blood, after all, despite appearances to the contrary.
So I will just say that, when they have finished feasting their eyes on Ms Zatulitever and the other East European lovelies Mr Hancock has found himself obliged to assist in the course of his Parliamentary duties, they should ask a pointed question.
What does it say about Nick Clegg that he is happy to have an admirer of Putin’s Russia in a party that calls itself the Liberal Democrats?
That his support for the oligarchy has been slavish is beyond doubt.

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