The Past Is Not Another Country

As we head towards the Christmas and Yuletide festivals, and yet another year passes us by, not only will we all be thinking of those we knew, and loved, but many Nationalists will be thinking: Has it really all gone too far? And also: Are we doomed to fight each other and relinquish our land to others, whilst we continue division within the ranks? Some may even be preparing for the American idea of Racial Armageddon and Social Breakdown. Others, such as the average BNP voter, will be thinking along the lines of more simplistic and personal financial problems that lie ahead. Whatever your personal views, we all know the future is bleak to say the least. Having said all that, as thinkers, activists, writers, and Philosophers, one or two particular subjects and questions are crucial: 

Subterfuge... The New Fragrance By ConDem.

For the best effect, imagine the title of this article, almost in whispered tones with a French accent, just like the adverts. Now read on, and remember to think that way every time it is mentioned. We have all had time now, to reflect on the £81 Billion in cuts required to facilitate the first part of the plan to lower our national deficit. Annual government borrowing, is forecast for 2010/11 at £149 Billion, which is a whopping 12.6% of Gross Domestic Product. With nothing to back up this monetary version of a bad dream, no gold reserves to speak of, no tax take of any worth through manufactured goods, or exports, what our Genetically Modified leaders have been doing, is putting on their nice white coats, and in their laboratory, they have been busy making... SUBTERFUGE... THE NEW FRAGRANCE BY CONDEM. (remember the French accent and whispered tones)

A Big Oops

Although it is not a policy to publish personal details of our activists, I would like to correct a glaring omission.
Over the period of our Bring The Boys Home campaign, patriots from all over South Wales have given up their free time and paid their own transport costs to attend Table Top events. However I have forgotten, due to my advancing years, and a penchant for 10 year old straight malt whisky, to bring to your attention the effort of the Guys from Bridgend.
My apologies. You guys perform a multi function service and we are both proud and indebted to you.
Ed.

Port Talbot: The Sun Is Up. The Sky Is Blue.

Dawn on Saturday 16^th October welcomed us in West Wales to a glorious day.

Maen haelog iawn. I yawned.

Below you will see that a great day was had.

Other words are not needed apart from a big thank you to all who contributed to the success of the day.

South West Wales BNP at Neath For The BOBH Petition

Once again another Saturday dawned and the watery sun struggled to ascend the sky, and the patriots of West Wales rose fitfully from their slumbers. Banners loaded, leaflets printed and delivered, pens and clipboards stashed, our stalwarts met behind Neath Railway Station.
The town was alive with a bustling market. The sun had rubbed its eyes and was now beaming down on everyone.

We took our place outside a semi derelict shopfront that boasted that it was soon to open as a sex shop. Our banners soon covered up that nonsense.

Our 'Bring Our Boys Home', Petition Campaign.

Saturday 2nd October saw patriots from as far afield as Pembrokeshire and Carmarthenshire descend on the Mid Glamorganshire market town of Bridgend. Now Bridgend is steeped in history from medieval days, and can even trace its history to the Normans and Romans.

Now however it is a very different place. The once formidable fortress of rugby the Brewery Field is now a sparsely attended second tier club. Many shops are boarded up and those remaining boast headboards offering Eastern European foodstuffs and Halal butchery.

Nature And The Next Generation

With the collective enemy of freedom, justice, and nature, lined up to give us our next BIG worry, we must be prepared to go about our business as usual. Not quite in the manner of the herd of course, as that would be giving the country, and the sacrifices of millions of white Britons and Europeans a slap in the face with a dirty, wet and blood soaked red flag. And as the Labour party conference finished recently, the RED FLAG was sickeningly seen and heard as their conference finished, so enough of that hateful horror. Talking of hateful horrors... land, and of course the people who require it to sustain their traditional and healthy status, is being poinsoned and outlawed. Only fifty years ago, millions of people went to their local shops, post offices, and public houses on foot, and were in no need of personal transport to get there. Public transport by and large, was more than adequate for this purpose when needed. Not so this, and the next generation, who will suffer endlessly as they will be taxed further for using personal transport, even though the ''planners'' and social engineers knew that this could not be sustained, even as it was all being built.