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I'm a football supporter, a football poet, and here, a football writer. I wish I still played. Unofficial Pompey picks up where I left off with an 8-year old blog called, err, Portsmouth. I want to explore all aspects of football in my life: it's a game of two halves - football, and opinion. This is the second half.

One recent owner at Pompey (there have been many) has a penchant for guns. Daddy runs guns, sorry, sells guns to poor African States. Just ask the French, they want him in court. It might be illegal. The boy himself likes to shoot them. At Palestinian children. He used to be an Isreali Army sniper. Lucky for us, he's gone now. I think.

If you sell guns for profit, and it's illegal, you might have difficulty getting your cash laundered. Similarly if your oil profits fund international terrorism, or you stole billions worth of nationally-owned assets during Glasnost. Need a laundry for that dirty money? Buy a football club. In England - they don't ask questions here.