In today's 'Telegraph', Leith writes,
"Born in Italy, Learco Chindamo has spent 21 of his 26 years on earth in the United Kingdom. Irrespective of what passport he holds, Learco Chindamo bears a "Made in the UK" stamp as unmistakeably as if he had a Kitemark on his buttock or a Red Lion egg stamp on his unappealing bonce. Like it or not, he's a product of this country. There's no particular reason we shouldn't be lumped with him."
The fact that — what is it? 9? 10? — of those 21 years have been spent in jail serving life for murder seems to have escaped Leith's analysis; but I really do have to disagree with his assertion of Chindamo's Red, White and Blue Britishness.
Chindamo, the product of a marriage contracted in Italy between a violent Italian criminal and a Filippina mother, was only here in the first place because of his father's habitual domestic violence. Having been exposed to what was presumably a better life, he took the decision to emulate his father and murdered a public servant of some distinction (Disclosure - being the son of a retired headmaster, I do not like headmaster killers).
One can't help but wonder whether, if he had behaved in the same way had he been born to British parents on any washed up sink estate anywhere in Britain, the likes of Mr. Leith would spare him a second thought.
I have become a recent convert to the cause of the Iraqi interpreters; and one would hope that the same passion might be exhibited for the cause of 'Chindamo Out' as has been on display for 'Iraqis In'.