In the spirit of peace and love
I am, as everyone knows, largely a tolerant person. Maybe I'm just largely a person or perhaps I'm just large. Actually, I am definitely large, there is no disputing that. I'm tolerant sometimes. OK, I'm a fat, slightly intolerant person who points a lot and shouts at inanimate objects. But I take pills for that and it's getting better.
Some things aren't getting better though; the great British public for one. And it's stretching my tolerance to breaking. Certain mouth breathers, knuckle-draggers and those who can't read without using their fingers and moving their lips in the ward of St Mary's in Swanley, in my home county of Kent, have decided to completely lose the plot. They have done this.
A brief history lesson (long-term readers can go away and make a cup of tea here, I am fully aware that this is repetition): the BNP are extreme right-wing racists. They rose from the ashes of the National Front, a fractured alliance of thugs, sexual deviants and racists common in the mid to late 70s and early 80s. They preach a form of patriotism that is nothing to do with cream-teas, cricket, a sense of tolerance and fair play and warm beer, but about beating up black people and anyone else vaguely foreign. That is it, nothing else. They won't help you get a council house or repair the pavements. You vote for or ally yourself with these mentalists in any way, shape or form and you are a racist moron, pure and simple. You are voting for violence, intolerance and above all hatred. You are very probably a child-molester too or at the very least, enjoy stuffing winter vegetables up your own fundament and posting the photogrpahic evidence on the internet. Attend any one of their functions and you won't see hordes of little old ladies with blue rinses knitting, selling jam and singing Jerusalem; instead there will be a lot of overweight tattood bald men with the collective IQ of a dead vole, wearing combat fatigues and donkey jackets, shouting about keeping Britain for the British, send them back blah blah blah and singing songs by punk bands with "Storm" in their names or chanting "No surrender to the IRA". These are the party faithful, the acolytes, your leaders. The irony, quite obviously lost on these sub-humans, is that they are in short trying to preserve the kind of society that once banded together to fight for freedom against an aggressor whose philosphy was predicated on extremely similar views. An aggressor led by a man who ate his own poo.
The Independent this morning ran stories regarding this and the potential electability of the nazis in the forthcoming European elections. One of the regions they have a good chance of getting a seat for is the North-West. Oh goody. This is where I live and this means they will be canvassing, probably in force as this area still has a very large number of Polish ex-pats living in it so the nazis will probably think it's a re-enactment. Whoopi-do. I must get myself a squirty bottle, fill it with wee and keep it behind the door. It's the only language they understand.
By the way, the BNP leader is called Nick Griffin and he likes little boys. I'm sure he does. Well he looks like he does so he must.
Some things aren't getting better though; the great British public for one. And it's stretching my tolerance to breaking. Certain mouth breathers, knuckle-draggers and those who can't read without using their fingers and moving their lips in the ward of St Mary's in Swanley, in my home county of Kent, have decided to completely lose the plot. They have done this.
A brief history lesson (long-term readers can go away and make a cup of tea here, I am fully aware that this is repetition): the BNP are extreme right-wing racists. They rose from the ashes of the National Front, a fractured alliance of thugs, sexual deviants and racists common in the mid to late 70s and early 80s. They preach a form of patriotism that is nothing to do with cream-teas, cricket, a sense of tolerance and fair play and warm beer, but about beating up black people and anyone else vaguely foreign. That is it, nothing else. They won't help you get a council house or repair the pavements. You vote for or ally yourself with these mentalists in any way, shape or form and you are a racist moron, pure and simple. You are voting for violence, intolerance and above all hatred. You are very probably a child-molester too or at the very least, enjoy stuffing winter vegetables up your own fundament and posting the photogrpahic evidence on the internet. Attend any one of their functions and you won't see hordes of little old ladies with blue rinses knitting, selling jam and singing Jerusalem; instead there will be a lot of overweight tattood bald men with the collective IQ of a dead vole, wearing combat fatigues and donkey jackets, shouting about keeping Britain for the British, send them back blah blah blah and singing songs by punk bands with "Storm" in their names or chanting "No surrender to the IRA". These are the party faithful, the acolytes, your leaders. The irony, quite obviously lost on these sub-humans, is that they are in short trying to preserve the kind of society that once banded together to fight for freedom against an aggressor whose philosphy was predicated on extremely similar views. An aggressor led by a man who ate his own poo.
The Independent this morning ran stories regarding this and the potential electability of the nazis in the forthcoming European elections. One of the regions they have a good chance of getting a seat for is the North-West. Oh goody. This is where I live and this means they will be canvassing, probably in force as this area still has a very large number of Polish ex-pats living in it so the nazis will probably think it's a re-enactment. Whoopi-do. I must get myself a squirty bottle, fill it with wee and keep it behind the door. It's the only language they understand.
By the way, the BNP leader is called Nick Griffin and he likes little boys. I'm sure he does. Well he looks like he does so he must.
posted by Richard at 4:26 pm
3 Vegetable peelings:
gah! Speaking of which, This Is England is on in half an hour. Will watch it for research.
Loving the wee idea btw. keep up the good work! FOR QUEEN AND COUNTRY!
A tad harsh on perverts. Some of us molest otters but would not vote for fascists. You will be hearing from my solicitor.
Some people don't deserve democracy. Perhaps we should reserve the right to vote to those with an IQ of at least a live vole.
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