View from a barstool 24

Beer 2I’ve finally been freed from the EBF stationery cupboard if I agreed to watch all of Goldibollocks London Mayoral campaign videos and read all the daily Email’s/begging letters coming from said mayor/emperor/High priest/Prime Minister/Dictator (delete as appropriate) and after doing this I have this to report..’

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So Goldilocks, Screechy and a whole host of biffers are after the London vote using the “voice” they have been given by the media to put out a joke party political broadcast, and issue some tatty election pamphlets along with their equivalent of the Sun newspaper (both equally discredited and hated amongst the majority of this fine country). In it they tell us how they will get Britain out of the EU and stop immigration, amongst others, both of which the London Mayor and assembly have no say on whatsoever. They seem to be libelling, slandering and being downright racist to the bookies favourite who treats them like something you pick up of the bottom of your shoe after an errant dog owner left it on the pavement. He also once again takes an ex-soldier and uses him in his nasty propaganda. Again this is against the wishes of his family and again the biffer lie that there is no memorial to him. There is. It’s what the family wanted, where the family wanted it to be. Once again we won’t name him as the last thing his relatives want is for him him to become the battlefield in a political ‘tug of war’.

A day out in Bexley Heath handing out faaasands of leaflets was videoed and photographed. Nothing about this leads me to believe that anyone wants anything to do with Goldibollocks and his tawdry little party. They have already had both barrels from the written media describing the campaign as a car crash.

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The radio broadcast they were permitted was a 30 second recording, the TV broadcast 5 minutes of absolute comedy and still they aren’t happy. We’ve seen the full version of the broadcast Goldibollocks wanted and no wonder the Beeb and ITV told them no. Usually after a broadcast a party’s showing in the polls jumps, this time it didn’t. I checked Comres before and a couple of days later (you need to do something while perched on the loo). The votes for Goldibollocks for London Mayor stayed at 1% and the seats in the assembly, where in my view they were really putting their faith,a big fat zero.

So then to the daily begging bowl, sorry Emails, to their supporters asking them to “chip in” to raise the £20 faaaasand needed to reach even more Londoners with their bullshit and lies. With just (as I write) 8 days to go even if they meet the target it will be too late. It seems to us here that a good holiday will be in order after the campaign and spending money for Screechy’s addiction will be getting a boost from the gullible disciples.
So here’s a thing Goldibollocks and Screechy, Pieman Steve, Chief of Staff Lomax, Sargeant, and the rest of your high command, here’s some advice from a Landlord who used to live and work in London. I’ll even give it to you for free, although the team could do with some hobnobs (the coffers are bare and Sainsbury’s own just don’t taste the same)

1) if you really want to become mayor and Screechy a member of the assembly, don’t fuck off around half of the London electorate with racism and lies. In one of the most diverse and multi cultural cities in the world the voters won’t really like it..

2) When a family of a murdered man asks you not to use his memory to further your racist, islamaphobic aims, don’t. It pisses a lot of people off and a lot of these pissed off people will be voters.

3) when slagging off the favourite for the Mayoral job (Not you Goldibollocks, not you) don’t use his religion against him or at least if you do get your facts right. Whether a bloke is Muslim, Christian, Athiest, Hindu or whatever, fight him on his policies. Oh scratch this one, you haven’t got any policies that affect Londoners just the same old shit that you purvey on your Social Media page.

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4) when you lose, when Screechy loses, when your family loses and you all lose your deposits, blame the media, the establishment, the people that don’t fall for your cack and us (and other pages like us) fuck off, pack up your bollocks and close up. It is a show that this is Britain, a Britain that I want to live in, with Naz Hussain next door to me and George Shah just down the road, with the little old lady at number 21 who Naz helps with her garden, with Jeff, one of my locals, from Trinidad, who loves talking to me about my love of Cricket and warm beer, with Steve the local white Van man who hates life but loves all the mates at the pub and finally with the followers of Exposing Britain first who see through your lies at every turn.

This is my advice to you, this is my wish. That after you lose and are humiliated at the elections you go away and leave the sensible silent majority alone. I may even be minded to “chip in” to help.

Cheers

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It’s a nest!

It’s a nest (and Christine’s the queen)

The problem we face when investigating Britain first’s line up of political lightweights is the remarkable lack of available information. That’s what happens when you field novice candidates. They’ve done nothing significant in their whole lives until allying themselves with the Golding family business and joining the fash. Arguably even that isn’t particularly significant. They’re still lightweights, after all.

What we do know about them are their addresses. Actually that in itself is pretty interesting. As we look at the relationships between the Biffer candidates a striking pattern begins to emerge. We’d originally thought that the key figure, the one ‘wearing the trousers’ at Britain first was Paul “Der Fuhrer” Golding. But we were wrong. The common thread holding this nest of Nazis together isn’t Paulie – it’s his Mummy.

There are two strands, two threads linking these would-be representatives of British Nazism. One is about blood and the other is about geography. And both lead undeniably back to Christine Smith, not to Der Fuhrer. She might look like a harmless little old lady but looks can be deceptive. If Bexley contains a nest of Nazi wannabes then Christine is most definitely the Queen. Paulie is merely another drone supporting his Mummy’s dream of an all white, racially pure and religiously uniform society.

Why are the links to Paulie’s mother so much stronger than they are to Der fuhrer himself? It’s not as though Paulie doesn’t know any Nazis.

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Is Christine the real power behind the neo-nazi throne?

This wouldn’t be the first time British leaders have been little more than puppets for their Mummies. King John, the hated 13th century monarch only managed to hang on to the crown so long because of the efforts of his mother, Queen Eleanor of Aquitaine. The despised, debauched  wastrel, George IV only managed to cling on to his reputation with his mother’s help, sinking into utter depravity, incompetence and gluttony after her death.

Nothing positive ever comes from the elevation of weak leaders who rely upon others to direct them. The outcome is likely to be even worse when the power behind the throne is a Nazi. Christine Smith (Paulie’s mummy) is no Irene du Pont but she is the undisputed Queen of a particularly nasty nest of neo-nazis and she certainly appears to wear the trousers in the Smith/Golding/Elstone family firm.

We wonder how many rank and file biffers realise that their illustrious leader is such a Mummy’s boy.

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Where does this cabal leave Dutchy Fransen? Is this why she abandoned her chance to take over from Paulie? The real Fuhrer wouldn’t take too kindly to Jayda ousting her son from the family firm.

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Meet Christine

BF Christine Smith London Assembly candidate at Luton demo with Jayda Fransen.pngWe thought long and hard about this post. After all, we don’t do ‘doxing’ – that’s a favourite Britain First pastime. They think nothing of publishing people’s details online in the hope that some sad fascist will go and break a few heads for them. That’s not our style.

But we thought that a registered political candidate for a registered political party standing in an important election might be different. We looked around for official election materials to use but couldn’t find anything for Christine. So we resorted to her Facebook page instead. Her address and contact details (other than Facebook which is closed down tightly enough) aren’t published here though. We thought we should keep that information to ourselves.

So why are we picking on this particular Britain First candidate? You might well ask. She looks like a sweet old lady, and for all we know she might be just that. Mind you – sweet old ladies tend not to be evicted from their homes because of antisocial behaviour but that’s a different story.

We’re bringing Christine to your attention because she’s fantastic evidence of political ineptitude and nepotism within the ranks of Britain First, the UK’s most laughable neo-nazi party.

Christine has no political experience so far as we can tell. She’s never held political office of any kind as far as we know (not even a parish council) and has never so much as made a speech. She’s obviously made an impression on Britain First’s leader, Paul Golding though. Maybe that’s because she’s his Mummy!

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Yes, that’s right! Britain First is so poorly supported that they have to resort to making Golding’s ageing mother a candidate for May’s London Assembly elections.

We bet Dowson’s financiers will love that! Five grand deposit for Golding’s old lady to make fools out of them and all the other misguided Biffers who were stupid enough to cough up cash for the cause.

As Britain First is so fond of saying…

You couldn’t make it up!