I was sat in my living room a couple of minutes ago, when I heard the flap of the letter box. I thought nothing of it when I went to pick up yet another flyer, probably from handy men advertising their services.
To my surprise, it was a flyer for the BNP. In a fit of blind, adrenalin-fuelled (and foolish) rage, I flung the door open and shouted, "You're unbelievable!". The man who stared back at me wasn't an Aryan, blonde-haired, blue-eyed fop - he was a middle-aged, thin and wiry man, following a rather obese looking middle-aged man who had already descended around the corner.
By this point I had slammed the door shut, and my mother had heard the commotion.
What's Chinese for BNP?
I attempted to explain to her that the BNP were nothing more than fascist reincarnations of Hitler, and what would happen if they took Carlisle, but then I realised how ridiculous I was starting to sound to my politically unaware mother, who had only voted once in her life in the years she has lived in Carlisle. And that was only because I frog-marched herself and my brother to the polling booth by our local last year.
Anyhow, still suffering from blind rage, I texted a fellow student; "I just shouted at someone who posted BNP flyers on my street. should interview him?!"
I then proceeded to find out more about them to try and distract myself, as much as it disgusted me to think of what I might uncover. Scrolling through pages on the internet, I struggled to find a valid message that wasn't vague, or over the top patriotic in a bid to prove how "British" the BNP remain.
The funny thing is, I still consider myself very British. The definition of the term "British" to me is to be "of" Britain. Whatever colour a person's skin is. Whatever race, religion, or gender. Whatever your sexual orientation. Britain would NOT be Britain if it was not the melting pot of cultural diversity it is today.
That is why I find it hard to believe that a party such as the BNP can have any power. Being a member of the BNP can be a sacking offence in some jobs, which has led to many members, as I believe, to hide their political views in public. Is a party really a party when you must hide who you are?
The idea of even justifying the existence of the BNP with a retaliation on my blog seems absurd since they have no serious agenda. The party is a joke. Had I sooner remembered this, I would not even have wasted my breath shouting. A colleague once said to me, "There is no point in worrying about them, because if they were to ever get into power (which they won't anyway), they wouldn't know what to do with it. The country would fall apart."
I should hope it would never come to that of course, but he is right. What better reason to people need to vote, than to keep the BNP out?
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