neurotic clap-trap about Fascism and English folk music

Well y'know, Josef Bloggsschmidt down at the Berlin Volksklubb thought along those blinkered lines (whatever they actually ARE).

He thought (if you can apply such a word to the muddled processes meandering though his head) that those nice blokes in leather trousers and black shirts were helping to keep his "Kultur" alive by ridding the streets of all those alien Slavs, Jews, Gypsies and Gays who wanted to "pollute" it.

So those anti-fascists should sod off to . . . Jewland? Slavland? Gypsyland? The Pink Republic?

People live in the space they are in (and absorb, contribute to and participate in the cultures around them) because that is where they are for historical reasons, both political and economic.

There are those out there (Richard Bridge named somewhere BNP councillor and occasional performer David Hannam as one of the most high-profile) whose aim, in conjunction with ridding our erstwhile green and pleasant land of everyone (EVERYONE?) who cannot prove "English ancestry back to . . . well when? the Norman Conquest?)

Of course our cultural heritage is under threat from these twisted, white-supremacist bastards. And perhaps more so from those so complacent that they cannot manage to see it.