Pegida’s neo-Nazi goosestep from Birmingham International Airport Train Station to a windswept car park in the middle of nowhere, is not for the faint-hearted or the squeamish. And we are not talking about confrontations between ANTIFA and the fascists. Serious bad blood remains between many EDL members and Tommy “Tit” Robinson, with Stephen Yaxley Lennon accused by many detractors, with good reason, of grassing up the rank and file to the police. Non more so than when a large number of Birmingham EDL rioters were caged – Tommy apparently was on the phone for a week to officers investigating these crimes, once the photographic evidence was released. Nothing is left to the imagination with Tommy Tit – and one of his most offensive lies was when he headbutted a ex-military dissident in Blackburn who dared to accuse him of being an informant, later pretending he viciously assaulted him because he was “a nazi”. Lots of ex-EDL members are promising to turn up demanding answers from Tommy, whom they firmly believe to be an agent of the state.
Hardened football hooligans genuinely don’t give a bloody shit about getting walloped around the side of the head as part of a good old-fashioned street brollying between either ANTIFA or rival factions of the far right. But spare a thought for the middle-class posers of UKIP turning up to doff their bowler hats and braces to Anne-Marie Waters, poor dears whose public school education stands them in poor stead for a street battle. Getting caught up in the middle of an almighty PegEDL raucus will be the worst experiences these silver-spooned Southern softies have known since the distant memory of their uber-priviliged Thatcherite upbringings. Kippers are not built for the rough-and-tumble, and many will faint at the sight of spilt blood. Sadly for any fallen UKIP soldiers, there will be no silken handkerchiefs and smelling salts. Pools of piss will run heavy on the ground, maniacal chants in the air. Those Kippers of a fundamental Christian religious bent will think their biblical rapture has come early.
What will it take for the petty-bourgeois wannabes of Middle England to get into their foolish heads that Dresden, home of Pegida, is a unique case – obliterated by World War II bombs and frozen for decades under Communism whilst West Germany flourished with jealousy under democracy. Britain did not suffer Communist rule, but rather decayed under rightwing Thatcherite rule. Even the Home Counties sided with John Major when he took issue with Maggie. Bear that in mind before you book your train ticket to oblivion. Pegida Germany, as indicated by the flag, is as much a lingering, albeit misplaced and misguided stand of defiance against East German Communism. Note the hammer and sickle flag being thrown in the bin.
A recent press picture of Pegida in Leipzig showed an SS skull flag being waved by Pediga marchers, whilst Pegida stewards refused to take issue with it. The Pegida flag ironically also shows a swastika flag also being chucked in the bin, which is nothing more than a meaningless disclaimer, a half-baked act of window-dressing akin to a fouling footballer waving his hand apologetically to the referee whilst he pole-axes an opponent, quite an apt comparison, bearing in mind EDL thugs like to kick each other in the groin when they regularly come to blows. The NPD are heavily represented on these neo-nazi rallies, as are banned nazi counter-revolutionary groups. Nevertheless, as Breitbart are at pains to point out, plenty of marchers are reassuring middle class. Upwardly mobile slum landlords and speculation bankers getting handsomely rich on the backs of Dresden’s unemployed struggling on benefits, using the tired-and-worn smokescreen of blaming immigrants for the former East Germany’s ills whilst happily crushing the backs of the underclass whom they regularly march with.
Middle class Kippers are much like Dresden’s Pegidans – tools of the establishment used to divide and conquer, whilst encouraged to falsely believe “upwards mobility” is a ladder to the stars. Just like the working classes who you go out of your way to poison with hatred towards (non-white) Muslims and refugees, you are nothing more than disposable cogs in the system. Tabloid-media generated racism courtesy of tax avoiding multi-billionaire media barons, keeps the serfs chasing shadows whilst the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. Nationalism is, and always has been, a deadly distraction added to the mix by the establishment to keep the plebs preoccupied, be it the NF, the BNP, the NF, Golden Dawn, or Donald Trump. Following in the footsteps of the EDL and Britain First, Tommeh’s Pegida plaything is just another media-manipulated anti-EU smokescreen designed to assist archetypal Bond-villain Rupert Murdoch in is masterplan of global domination, gambling heavily that independent European nations will shed all legislation deemed restrictive to big business. And end to the minimum wage, watered down employment legislation, and best of all for Murdoch, a tax haven for the world’s most unethical, exploitative corporations, all this going on whilst Kippers, Pegidans and EDLers get their knickers in an almighty twist about Muslims.
Kippers who turn up thinking Pegida’s goosestep will be the proverbial “walk in the park” – think again. Once the binge-drinking at Birmingham International Airport’s Wetherspoons kicks-in, and the bottles the EDL thugs and hooligans weren’t meant to take on the march, but did, begin to fly, things will kick-off big time, anti-Tommy dissidents such as Pie and Mash Squaddies and the odd so-called “Infidel” taking on Tommy for selling them out many times to the authorities. Whilst old scores are settled football-style with the boot, fist and bottle, expect UKIP visitors to unexpectedly end up stuck in the firing line.
Tommy will blame all trouble on his far right rivals, pointing them out to mounted officers as the police wade in agriculturally, all guns batons blazing. Whether you get struck with a EDL missile or police stick, or get bitten by a coppers’ semi-starved Alsation dog, for a brief second there will be the illusive yet magical facet of “fascist unity”, but just as a boneheaded thug proceeds to lift you battered and bruised to your feet, they will hear your posh accent, then throw you back to the ground to be trampled underfoot in a mass stampede as Pegida takes on ANTIFA. Even working class fascists treat their middle class companions with extreme suspicion.
Whilst all this is going on, don’t expect any sympathy from Tommy “The Tit” Robinson. Like the capitalist oligarchs he unavoidably aspires to, he would sell his own granny for slavery if he thought there was money to be made from it. The wellbeing of his supporters does not matter one iota to his over-inflated ego-trip. Whilst you crawl around in a daze, gash to your head, blood pouring down your face, male or female, open your ears as your hallowed deity rambles on incessantly about “protecting women’s rights”, as if he somehow meant it. Whether it’s an anti-cuts protestor minding her own business they throw down a flight of stairs, or one of their own who they brutalise out of sheer drunken boredom, it matters not to them. The brutal attack Stephen Lennon meted out to his partner was so severe, it left imprints on her face. Such is the vile hypocrisy of far right extremists.
Compassionate as we are, we can do is advise. Those UKIP members foolhardy enough to turn up at Birmingham’s Pegida march despite all the warnings, will have only themselves to blame when they are beaten to a bloody pulp by their own side or by the police.
You cannot say you’ve not been warned, Kippers.