A couple of weeks away and all hell has broken loose with right wing shenanigans. The hairpiece is going to be the most hated, powerful man on this planet, Thomas Mair is convicted of Jo Cox’s assassination with right wing undertones with pictures showing him on a day of activism with the biffers, Goldibollocks standing down to take time out(hopefully) at her majesty’s pleasure and a convicted felon taking over in our Screechy. And now proof that all is not well in bifferdom.
In my own world of cyberspace my American friends are unable to take in the way their country has voted. Admittedly they were sceptical of Hillary Clinton who is as trustworthy as the biffers but for their fellow countrymen to vote in a sexist, racist, bankrupt twat is enough to have them crying into their Buds. Some say that this just proves that the Americans are crazy but I personally feel that it is more sinister as more and more countries are seeing surges in support for the far right. Some have even dressed it up as ‘alt-right’ but I’ll call it how I see it, ‘deep rooted racism’.
The assassin known as Thomas Mair was convicted this week and as a white man I apologise for his terrorism. As the racists keep asking normal Muslims to apologise for Daesh I will get in first. Whether or not when he shouted “Britain First” he meant it as a battle cry or as a tribute to his favourite racists no one can be sure but the deafening silence from biffer towers and the pictures of him at one of their wanky days out prove it to me. The Nazi paraphernalia found shows that once again a line white terrorist is as bad as the Daesh ones.
So Goldibollocks has stood down, temporarily at least to spend more time with his family. That is laughable to say the least as his family now accompany him to all his roadshows to help swell the numbers to double figures. The fact that the blind disciples don’t see is that the jail time Goldibollocks is hopefully going to get just so happens to be 6 months…….a coincidence, a conspiracy theory or some time in Uncle Jim’s racist enclave. Whatever it may be we here at EBF towers and the majority of our followers will be giggling at his predicament like schoolgirls.
That brings us to the convicted felon who is taking over from Goldibollocks, Screechy take a bow…..or don’t as your cleavage is getting quite an airing on your soapbox….your ambition has been reached, Uncle Jim has his own way and the hierarchy that have been slowly inching away from Goldibollocks into her camp have their own way. During her trial, and if you listen to the biffers she was a modern day Joan of Arc, she was stoic in her defence and was only convicted by lefty magistrates and the gutter press. Now I’m a novice in things legal, apart from the licencing law, but the overwhelming evidence produced by the CPS convicted her in two out of the three charges.
In a way I’m glad she wasn’t jailed, and I can’t believe I’ve just said that, but the High command are looking for a big pay day and a martyr doing pokey, especially their pin up girl would almost certainly boost their coffers. I’d love Goldibollocks or indeed her to do community service in a Muslim area.
Screechy and Goldibollocks are so keen to remind anyone in earshot or on social media that they are a political party, all be it with no seats in any council, parliament, parishes or the EU, they constantly ask would any other party leaders be treated the same. So Goldibollocks and Screechy I’ll ask something to you……I don’t see Theresa May, the Libdem leader, Jeremy Corbyn or any other party leader being a convicted felon, being associated with an assassin, or ripping supporters off for cash.
I have also seen the ex biffers chatting amongst themselves,some very close to the hierarchy, proving that what we publish is true. A block on talking to any other group, a ban on a members husband who isn’t white, milking money and being rather sexist. I really want to be there when they implode because there’s nothing funnier than watching the death of a nasty racist right wing group.
So there it is, a racist group, followed by a terrorist, run by felons and bankrolled by a zealot. That is Britain First.
As we hurtle to Christmas the landlady appears to want me to do something called shopping, something a grumpy Landlord never understands so forgive me if this is a bit short.
It’s been an excruciatingly long couple of days waiting to hear if Fransen would be sent down or not. To quote the ‘persecuted paytryoot’ herself… it’s been very ‘intense’. But now, finally the long wait has come to an end and we have both verdict and sentence.
Jayda Fransen, Deputy leader of Britain First, neoNazi, liar, bully, has been convicted on two counts. She was found guilty of wearing political uniform, a charge that both Fransen and Golding are trying to ridicule even though Der Fuhrer recently pleaded guilty to the same offence, thus making it almost impossible for Fransen to be acquitted today. Secondly she’s guilty of religiously aggravated harassment. The British judicial system has acknowledged what we already knew… Jayda Fransen is a vicious bully with nothing but contempt both for the law and for her fellow citizens.
As every reader of this blog will know, I’d have much preferred Fransen to have been sent to prison for her offences but that wasn’t to be. Instead she received a fine, costs and victim surcharge amounting to a total of £1,910 and a restraining order preventing her from harassing the victim for 2 years. Let’s look at these penalties in a little more detail.
£1,900 is small potatoes to Fransen. She’s already raised more than that to pay her barrister. So there’s no harm done there then, Jayda. Your gullible sheeple have already paid your fine for you. Not only that, you’ve enough left over for another jolly to Hungary to help Uncle Jim stir up the neoNazi thugs over there.
When Britain first put out their inevitable appeal for help with Jayda’s fine and costs please bear that in mind. They already have pocketed more than they need in their ‘legal defence’ appeal (unless the good Mr. Guest turned out to be much more expensive than might reasonably be anticipated). Jimbo must be laughing all the way to the bank. His little legal speculation has paid off handsomely with absolutely no financial risk to himself at all.
The 2 year injunction is interesting too. Or rather Fransen and Golding’s response to it is. On the very afternoon that the injunction was put in place the despicable duo made and uploaded a video singling out and verbally abusing both the District Judge and the victim. The first set of comments might reasonably be seen as contempt. The second appear to be a blatant and deliberate breach of the injunction almost before the ink is wet on Fransen’s acquiescing signature. We’re sure that Luton police will want to have a word with the court about that.
In summary then…
Two out of three convictions isn’t bad,
Prison time would have been more to our tastes but those are the breaks,
A freshly broken injunction might well mean that this saga is far from complete.
And, of course – we still have Golding’s return to the High Court for breach of his injunction to look forward to. It looks like the coming season of goodwill might be a bit more festive for team EBF than we’d anticipated.
Ho ho ho!
Many of us have long suspected that Jayda Fransen, unlike her cowardly Master, Paul Golding, has deliberately courted legal proceedings as part of her leadership bid. It’s well known that her brief failure of confidence in Dudley lost her Dowson’s support, effectively destroying her hopes of the Britain First Fuhrership, at least for a while. After Dudley’s failed demonstration Jayda disappeared for several weeks, presumably licking her wounds and nursing her injured pride but then she returned with a vengeance. Since then she’s clearly and deliberately baited the police and the courts, refused to answer Bail (whilst her brave Master consistently turned up like the puppy he is) and even now posts videos of Luton Muslims on line in contravention of a court order. She’s even risking prosecution for attempting to pervert the course of justice by proclaiming her biased version of events online prior to the trial date.
It may not immediately be obvious to all EBF readers just what Fransen might be trying to achieve with all this conspicuous law-breaking. To us it’s clear – she’s copying her ideological predecessor just as she does in so many other of her policies and behaviours. Jayda has borrowed many speeches and key phrases from Hitler, Goering and Streicher in the past. Now she’s trying to recreate Hitler’s famous show-trial of 1924.
She’s even promised to “Give them Hell in court”, clearly planning to imitate former corporal Hitler who used his three-day trial to unite the fractured German right under Nazism.
We’re always sorry to disillusion people, especially when they’ve staked their entire career on flawed logic but we think it’s important for Jayda’s own sake that she has a clear idea both of the judicial and the political reality before she carries out her ill-advised attempt to give anybody Hell. Presumably she won’t want to add contempt of court to the three charges she’s already facing. Far from making her a nationally recognised political martyr the result is likely to make her an even bigger joke and loser than she is already.
Here’s why Jayda’s appearance before the beak will be nothing like Hitler’s ideological triumph after the failed November Putsch…
Hitler was already well-known
Adolf Hitler had been working away at uniting the far right for many years by the time he appeared in court. Starting as an unknown speaker in Munich’s beer halls his personal charisma and compelling prowess as an impassioned public-speaker had been drawing huge crowds for years. He had the support of at least two major paramilitary groups, (the Brown shirts and the Steel helmets) and was a regular guest of Berlin’s political and financial high society. This ability to mix with people from all backgrounds, together with his oratory skill made him a household name.
Fransen is a little-known wannabe fascist who can’t manage more than a hundred or so listeners at rallies, even when they’ve been planned and advertised for months. Britain First’s recent national conference in London involved only 25 people from the whole of the UK. Hitler’s offence, The Beer Hall Putsch involved several hundred of his followers, hastily organised and sufficiently dedicated to drop everything at their leader’s beck and call. Fransen has no such network of willing footsoldiers, no senior political contacts and no sympathy within the judiciary. The context for Jayda’s hearing in Luton is very different from Hitler’s.
Hitler had senior contacts
By the time of his trial in 1924 Adolf Hitler had wormed his way into the drawing rooms and private clubs of some of the Weimar republic’s most influential ‘movers and shakers’. The best Fransen has been able to manage is to act as ‘marketing totty’ for terrorist-sympathiser, Jim Dowson to make a fast few quid out of gullible British fash.
The judges were sympathetic to Nazism from the outset
Following the almost impossibly hard terms of the Treaty of Versailles in 1919 the German people struggled with starvation, unbelievably rapid inflation and almost impossible conditions of life. Extreme politics were commonplace and both the far left and the far right had formed violent militia, sometimes hundreds of thousands strong, resulting in genuine running battles on German streets. Centrist politics were being squeezed out and most citizens found themselves having to choose between one extreme or the other, if only because everyone else was becoming increasingly impotent.
In modern UK no such polarisation applies. There are no armed, uniformed militia terrorising UK streets and our judges and magistrates don’t need to favour any extremes at all.
Hitler was a charismatic speaker
The few televised clips regularly trotted out on popular TV documentaries don’t really do justice to Hitler’s oratory. He was more than just the shouty man so regularly portrayed on our TV screens. Eyewitness accounts make clear the immense preparation that went into Hitler’s versatility as a speaker. He would build in cadence and volume, gradually becoming more and more flamboyant as his oratory rose to crescendo after crescendo, each one punctuating a speech that itself built relentlessly in tempo and passion until he almost hypnotized the audience be it one thousand or one hundred thousand strong.
Fransen by comparison appears hesitant, nervous and occasionally apologetic whenever she takes to the stage. Even her video rants on ‘Jayda’s soapbox’ are amateurish by comparison. She’s no orator and she’s no potential leader of a new British Reich. If Jayda tries to eulogise for some bygone Britain the way that Hitler used his trial to mourn a lost Germany, she’ll very quickly either shut up or be done for contempt of court. This is to be a court appearance – not a political rally.
Hitler’s crime mattered to the average man in the street
Adolf Hitler had assembled several hundred armed veterans and surrounded a Munich beer hall. They had taken hostage members of the political and aristocratic elite (including nationally respected war hero, General Erich Ludendorff) and genuinely planned to overthrow the German government. That’s a serious crime attracting serious media coverage.
Jayda Fransen is rude, bigoted and brazen but she really hasn’t done anything to come close to her uncle Adolf’s attempted Putsch.
Basically the Deputy Fuhrer of Britain first might believe she’s being clever by taking on the establishment in the political show-trial of the century but actually she’s just going to be one more ‘business as usual’ prosecution in a minor Magistrates’ court that really doesn’t give two hoots about her plans. The magistrates are just there to uphold the law, whether Fransen likes it or not.
“It’s the most wonderful time in the world” so the Christmas song goes. Nope the grumpy, athiest Landlord hasn’t taken leave of his senses nor has the barmaid ran off with me. It’s the time that some unwashed lefty landlords and I get together to do CAT tests on the promotional barrels of Hobgoblin (rather a lot of them) and discuss all things fascist and how we go about countering them around the country. Also they help me to write this blog. Last year they helped me on Bigot brother or big Bigot, this year we have come up with a new soap opera, Bigot Street. Hopefully someone picks it up or it could be a bigger failure than Eldorado. Forgive me any typos please, writing this after a few pints of the nectar probably isn’t the best time to do this.
This is set in a street that the fash dream of, a late 50’s terrace and people leaving the doors open. At number one a rather rotund gentleman known as Goldibollocks lives, a British flag or seven decorating both front and back, so it appears there are more people there than is thought, he appears to be the leader of the gang. He doesn’t work for a living just cons everybody and pretends to be a political heavyweight whilst being shit scared to enter into debates.
At number two is a loud mouthed harridan called Screechy who spends her days again not working but living off the begging bowl. Everyday she changes her security arrangements paid for by unsuspecting members of the public that think she does more than just screech at anybody that doesn’t pray to her particular god. She also tells all that she is a legal whizz having studied at Bigot Street’s local college, ‘The School of Hard Knocks’. She appears to have a hatred of anyone that doesn’t think the same way or is slightly tanned. She was in awe of Goldibollocks but now appears to be happier with her uncle.
Number 3 is the local newsagents, ran by a man who everyone calls Uncle Jim. He seems to like black and white flags and calling for crusades. He has all the newspapers in the shop, The Express, Mail, Brietbart. He’s the local lay preacher that hates homosexuality, Catholics and Islam. This could change depending on who he can fleece the most out of. He hates socialism but seems a bit taken by the Russian president.
Number four is a Fatman who works at the bakery. This bakery sells nothing but pies. He is a touch more literate than the others and although the bakery never opens although there always appears to be pies there in the morning. Mr Lewis is also treasurer of the streets council as he has the batteries for the calculator and the typewriter. He also can’t be trusted with the local church fêtes banner as it seems he loses them too easily.
Number Five is lived in by security guard Lomax. He is never seen without a stab vest, body camera, dodgy gloves and heavy walking stick. He seems obsessed with Screechy and Goldibollocks as he follows them everywhere they go like a faithful lapdog. He really should be licenced but can’t con anyone to put him through the course as he is too far down the hierarchy of Bigot Street. He is most likely to run in the opposite direction of anyone tanned.
Next there seems to be a confused gent. He hates immigration but has a name like Carmelo. He seems hell bent on getting into the A team and climbing the ladder of the hierarchy and closer to the honeypot. He seems to want to take on the immigrants with a stab vest, camouflage and a ruler.
At number seven, although on the outside of the main team is Nasty Nick. He seems to have talked his way in by sucking up to Uncle Jim. He has political ambition and appeared on the TV being owned by an audience. He wants all his fellow bigot’s to follow him to Hungary to set up racist world but no one wants to invest.
At number eight, although his house has the number 228 on it is a chap called Broomfield. He has the number 228 as although a paid up member of the gang he is an embarrassment to the high command.
Here I must stop with the houses, mainly due to the fact the Hobgoblin is taking effect.
At the end of Bigot Street there is a pub. A real olde world one with bar billiards (would have been a snooker room but Screechy and Goldibollocks kept taking it for filming). This pub sells great British beer like Stella, Carlsberg and Guinness. The top shelf of Smirnoff, Bacardi and Jim Beam, you know none of that foreign muck here. The Bigot’s stand around the old Joanna singing patriotic songs and wishing it was 1958 when blighty wasn’t overran by johnny foreigner, we all sang the national anthem and we respected the law of the land (as long as it wasn’t made by communist police and the lefty lackeys of the judiciary. The bigot’s talk long into the night deciding that a wall round their street complete with machine gun nests and barbed wire before toddling off for a non halal kebab.
So that’s the idea, I only need firty faaaaaaasand paaaaaands to get it off the ground. Can you chip in.
TARGET firty faaaaaaasand
Amount conned a midget gem, a marshmallow, three buttons and a safety pin.
Anyway, I should be back next week cuddling another barrel and reporting on all things biffer if the hangover goes and I have bought a big enough anniversary present for the wife.
Ha!!!! 1-0 to me, both over the Landlady who made me rebuild the pub garden for the kids only to see 2 days of drizzle, and after last week’s ‘view from a barstool’, over the biffers as they duly posted the poppy burning story. So a smug, grumpy landlord is writing this week.
I sit here basking in the late summer sunshine, beer in hand, kids running about (now finally back at school). I’m wondering what the fuck brexit means, whether my life would’ve been better had I been to grammar school and I’m watching the paralympics on TV, marvelling at how these athletes overcame disabilities to perform at the highest level with more patrotism than the combined darkside of the far right fucknuggets.
And that brings us on to all things Biffer. An upcoming trip to Wales, begging letters that appear to show desperation, videos that probably were filmed on Betamax they’re so old and finally a sighting of the lesser known Screechy.
The next stage of the Biffer roadtrip moves into Wales, probably countered by Antifa, which we here at EBF Towers call musical chairs. We have to say that Moley doesn’t think many will turn up apart from the usual hierachy, so called ‘security’ and a few knuckledragging racists. I did wonder if, instead of building a wall in Calais, we shouldn’t build one round Wales to stop Goldibollocks and the high command coming back. Then I remembered that I love Wales, having holidayed on the Pembrokeshire coast during my formative years and have quite a few mates living there. It will be another jingoistic display, probably begging for money and full of anti Muslim and lefty rhetoric.
To the begging letters, which according to Der Fuhrer will stop for a bit (probably as they’ve paid for his trip to the all white enclave Uncle Jim and Nick Griffin have set up in Hungary) have become almost hilarious, definitely desperate and possibly fraudulant. Now “donations” are being paid into their “Merchandising” account as their normal account has been frozen by their provider, probably because the provider has worked out that they are racist spunktrumpets which goes against their terms and conditions. So once the company returns the 7.5k, the muppets have got 15 faaasaaaand paaands in their account. However, Team EBF reckon HMRC might be interested in it. Whatever it is it stinks worse than Stevie Lewis on a hot day with no deodorant.
The videos are even worse. The high command seem to have ramped up the islamaphobic sentiment on their page. They seemingly trawl through Youtube finding any slightly brown people gathered in a town causing fights and Jim’s your Uncle – Muslims riot, Muslims beat someone up, Muslims this or Muslims that. The trouble is these are videos from years ago, some not in this country and most don’t even show Muslims. On one of their feeder pages they even decided to publish a video of a Christian hate preacher being drowned out by bagpipes and dressed it up as a Muslim hate preacher being drowned out. Even when some of our page readers told them what the original was about their sheeple and disciples had already decided their version of the truth.
Now I haven’t really missed her but she’s finally surfaced. The lesser spotted Dutchy ‘screechy’ Fransen finally was spotted in Birmingham. On one of their increasingly inflammatory days out, countered by antifa, Screechy was seen chatting to the Police. We think, well I do, that she was probably checking that she hadn’t broken any bail conditions. Talking of bail conditions did Goldibollocks break his when they invaded a Mosque in Cardiff? BBC say that the Mosque have complained about the invasion so watch this space.
So thats it then, the week in Bifferdom… lies, possible fraud and another roadtrip. Hopefully another week closer to their closure. Disgusting as they are I still laugh at the majority of their antics. Time now for another pint, a quick tab and get the new pool team to take the game seriously.