In London they called themselves the Georgians, in honour of that Turkish saint whom English bigots routinely bless with pearly skin and simplistic opinions, but they were more like some throwback to the seventies: a blend of football hooliganism and the militarised spleen of the National Front. They inverted the rhetoric of tolerance, and proclaimed themselves the oppressed, and not the oppressor. They made the convention that one should not use racial slurs sound like the beginning of Auschwitz.