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Showing posts with label racists. Show all posts
Showing posts with label racists. Show all posts

Monday, 6 October 2014

When you put Britain First...

22:14:00 Posted by Unknown , , , , , 1 comment


Good evening readers. This week on the blog, we're looking at the theme of Britain.
Britain, that geographically similar bundle of island parts that has, for several centuries now, escaped all attempts to break it apart. Sure, we could all be better off with some crazy devolution-maxi-plus option where a layer of government on every street corner allows all of us all to manage our own affairs but, whatever your recent persuasions on the Scottish referendum may be, it is hard to deny that every extra level of such bureaucracy will bring with it enough red tape to make the bunting for a jubilee.
We are, as we've been all our lives, united. In fact, we're not only united but proud. Proud to be British. The best of British. Good old fashioned British values. But what are these ideals, these values,  for which so many people are prepared to fight.
Last month, former Prime Minister and failed public speaking champion Gordon Brown was roused enough by these ideas to give what many have called a barnstorming performance of a speech in favour of the union. A plea to all of those still not convinced by the notion of togetherness that we are, in fact, greater as a sum of our parts, better together.
Why then, in the month since our estranged partner decided not to divorce the rest of us, are we now seeing a rise in the popularity of the Britain First movement?
I must confess that, I've only just come on to this one- given to my avoiding the internet and the turmoil facebook brings, but, as my news feed is steadily being filled by these Britain First pages, I, like many people, have finally noticed it.
A quick look at the website feels like a second coming of the BNP and their fascist rhetoric. The homepage runs a piece about the absence of a white history month and the abhorrence of having a Black History Month. It then demeans any point it may have been making by talking about a Gypsy History Month.
These people, as far as I can see, have been dropped on their heads. Either that or the severe bashing of rhetoric and fascist literature they have been subjected to has left them dazed and concussed. What other reason can there possibly be for someone to claim they are putting Britain First whilst at the same time demanding that the repressed, those forced to flee, those put through the most inhumane and unthinkable injustices known to man, that seek refuge on our island in the long held knowledge that they will be accepted and taken in- where they can live a free and happy life and where they can contribute to society in a way impossible in the lands of their past must look elsewhere? Who are these people that believe their birth right is to look down on difference?
For anyone in doubt, I can confirm that these are the people who believe it is their right to be before anyone else in the dole queue. They want their imported A&E service before any foreign cleaner, doctor or nurse- despite the fact that they've been there all day and that the service only runs because of their input. And yet they're happy to share their own powerful mother tongue with the rest of the world, nay, take offence when it isn't used at all times.
Well, I say let these people have it.  Let them have the language they've half learnt yet feel so strongly about and let them keep it just as the day they were born. Not for them will be the new mongrel terms being coined everyday. Not for them are any of the words required to order takeaway food. Not for them are the words of technology or the language of the internet they will need to survive.

Let them instead own the word bigot. These people, these 'Britons' don't deserve even the term used to describe them. They show nothing of the values of inclusion, of compassion, of growth, togetherness or industry. They wouldn't be opening up their hospitals for those in need and they won't be giving anyone a leg up in the world when they need it the most. No, these people look out for themselves and nobody else. They'd have poets, writers and radical thinkers against the wall quicker than you could say fascist and so, this week when your facebook wall is peppered with the Britain First posts, I'd ask you to please take a moment to think about what exactly Britain is and what exactly their message is. Don't repost, don't share or like. Simply give them a little Anglo Saxon reminder of your own- in the roughest, most primitive words they understand.

Sunday, 4 May 2014

The Ballad of Nick and Nigel

19:19:00 Posted by Unknown , , , , , 1 comment
Good evening readers. This week the theme has been White- which reminded me somehow of the UKIP election broadcasts and the BNP website I look at now and again. Now I know, hate isn't something we normally associate with white but, in good spirits, I've written a little poem to shine light on the issue.

Hope you enjoy,
S.


The Ballad of Nick and Nigel

Herr Farage and Monsieur Griffin met in a first class carriage
They shared croissants, drank red wine and discussed a peculiar marriage
For who are they to judge, they say, the colour of Britain's skin
Whilst both men feared being overheard and accused of racism.

So Nick and Nigel pondered over how to shut the doors
Whilst deep in their office bowels, the ghost of Enoch holds the floor
Enough's enough, he tells them, there are more than ever before
(Not one of the bright sparks realise they both work on foreign shores).

But putting that aside, they keenly swap offensive views
They argue how it could be wise to keep on side the Jews
We don't want to seem too far right, Nick reiterates to Nige
Then under the cover of night they get to work on hateful signs

Britain's doors are open and they're coming for your jobs!
There's millions lining up at Dover set to clean the bogs!
They're coming in their droves to claim YOUR seventy quid a week!
Did you see the dirty rats leaving bin bags on Benefits Street!

So Nick and Nigel set a plan, "Let's tell them we're like them"
(which is really like comparing Tory Boris to Red Ken)
"We'll drink pints in city pubs", Nige says, "stuff the rules and smoke at work".
Not realising half the country are laughing at the berk

Because little do these two men know, they're as loved as they're detested
We know they're riding slapshod towards a European election
But neither man is smart enough, they just turn up, speak and smile
They're choosing all their policies based just on what's in style

This week it'll be 'stop the gays, God's tears are bringing floods'
Next week a return to calling rooms of women filthy sluts
Then on through crime and fear until they get to the expenses
Where both men claim they're playing fair whilst looking over fences

But the hero of our poem, has been lurking out of view
He's been using on board wi-fi viewing websites of the two
Enough's enough! (He's on his feet) Have you idiots forgotten
These two are feeding from the fears that make society rotten.

The last claim Nick made was to take a jolly flight to Greece
To make a speech for Golden Dawn- what a way to keep the peace.
In his tax funded office he employs an old chief of the national front
no-one else applied so, jobs for the boys, he gave his son in law a punt!

The other one is just the same, he employs his German wife
Says no one else could do the job, it must be all the strife.
His manifesto just eight pages (and that includes a poster)
With the time he's not actually in the pub, you're as well voting in a toaster

By the time the Eurostar pulled in, news had spread with quite a fuss
The speak out hero disembarked and was told "You're one of us"
Go spread the word about these two, get all the people knowing
So Chaucer like, he thought it best to stick it in a poem.

Sunday, 28 April 2013

A Sonnet for England

This week on the Dead Good Blog we've been looking at the theme of Shakespeare- the man that coined a thousand phrases and has been hated by struggling schoolchildren countrywide ever since. It has been no coincidence- having been his official birthday last Monday and we've had a host of different angles on his legacy all week. 
Today, I want you to cast your mind back to the start of the week. It was a Monday, you probably went to work. Did you notice anything different? Any mention of it being Shakepeare's birthday? Any mention of St George's day? No, I didn't either.