A Short Thought On The British National Party's Chances At The Forthcoming Elections To The European Parliament
Call me old-fashioned, but wringing your hands like an old woman is not the answer to a problem that your party has helped cause by failing to do its duty to 'democracy'.
As far as the BNP goes, to my mind the concept of body, blood, soul and divinity beats the BNP's 'blood and soil' nationalism every time.
For blood and soil always ends up soiled. And bloody.
If the British political class contained serious people, it would have neutralised the BNP by taking it on on its own terms (a course of action I suggested, oh, only three years ago now), instead of shielding their faces from it and wishing it away before the cheeseboard comes out. If you ignore a party, you ignore the people; you ignore the people for long enough, they'll start ignoring you. This is precisely what's happening today.
If people of goodwill are serious about stopping the BNP, then, well, I would suggest a course of action that for many would be radical and innovative - they can pray that God's grace will shine on us, and that people will see it for what it is; just another bunch of post-Christian racial nationalists who've dosed out on Dungeons and Dragons and the theories of Vacher de Lapouge. As the commentors on 'Stormfront' with screen names like 'Scourge of Valhalla' might say, By Goomgroth's Jimjads! Prayer? What's that? Who thought that up?
If Margaret Beckett, Theresa May and Menzies Campbell, the three amigos that the mainstream parties rolled out onto 'Question Time' last night like a trio of undead tailors' dummies, are in any way representative of the calibre of the British political class, prayer is our best defence.
There's a very real 'Return Of The King' vibe in the culture right now - the orcs and trolls marching across the Pelennor Fields, banging their drums as they approach the gates of Minas Tirith. They did not win then; they shall not win now. There is always hope.