
How not to dodge an egg
Just over 8 years ago I walked from my parents’ house In Pitsea, in Essex, to Wickford which is about 5 miles. Despite being so close there is no train route, as both places cover different grounds up to London, one via Stratford, the other Upminister, Barking and West Ham.
With buses there would have been two changes, and I didn’t have much change, so I just walked it.
The reason I did so was to go on my first political protest. The British National Party were having a “family” day and my various friends from Unite Against Fascism had organised for us to show our disgust at the BNP, who were meeting at Wickford train station before going on to Crowsheath Farm, near Ramsden Heath.
I was incredibly nervous. Physically shaking. Being inexperienced I thought I would get hurt. I was worried I would get arrested for no reason, or that local nasties would recognise my face and hunt me down.
It was never quite like that, in fact afterwards I felt relieved I went. So much so, in fact, that I joined protests at any point I could against the BNP.
Naysayers said the BNP were so small that it wasn’t even worth their time. It seemed fair play to me, protesting a small party, simply because of how dangerous they were. They took legitimate fears, and they modified them to suit their odious agenda.
Not only that, their efforts to pretend a respectable image were working. It was depressing, as I became voting age, to be given four options in the local council: Conservatives, Labour, Liberals and the British National Party.
Their schtick was that real working people in the area should be voting for them, all the other parties were for the rich. When I was younger I agreed with the latter part, but the former was a lie that I was worried would start to be believed as people became more and more disillusioned with politics.
But to me this was not an opportunity for me to be party political. I was not a member of any party, nor did I want to be. I was happy to work with Tories, socialists, liberals, anarchists, anyone who was willing to oppose the fascists.
This was one coalition that did seem to work, but the BNP were gaining ground and our work became harder.
As I’ve mentioned before, efforts to make the party more mainstream didn’t begin with Nick Griffin. Part of the influence for this was with 1960s BNP leader John Bean, even more so than with the French Front National founder Jean-Marie Le Pen (generally thought to be Griffin’s influence as well as closest European ally). John Tyndall, the man to take Bean’s place in the later years was an unreconstructed neo-Nazi who embedded the fascist image in to the BNP, leaving behind an important dividing line, made particularly more relevant by the decline in support for the National Front.
Griffin pretty much succeeded in his attempts to make the party seem more caring and less neo-nazi, which was extremely disturbing, especially as he had detailed these plans in the company of former KKK figurehead David Duke. The BNP could rely on getting councillors, pushing new recruits straight through as fast as possible, and trying to stand in as many places as possible. Richard Barnbrook became a member of the London Assembly giving them a boost, the prospect of getting a member of parliament was on the cards, and then the party managed to get two members into the European parliament.
But then they started to lose speed.
First there were the tensions within the party between those who were backing Griffin, and those who were backing Andrew Brons, Griffin’s colleague in Europe and enemy within. In a vote among members, Nick Griffin was re-elected as the party leader but only by the skin of his teeth – receiving 1,157 votes compared to Brons who secured 1,148.
I said in a blog post at the time that the “split in the party is deep and public, and I’ll be surprised if it survives this tense public display.” 10 months later and they still exist, but for how long?
Expert on the subject Matthew Goodwin published an article on the Guardian’s Comment is Free site recently called “The BNP is finished as an electoral force” going on to say in the article that after the recent local elections, which is where they seek to sway power, “the party leaves the contest facing the daunting realisation that it is no longer a significant player in British electoral politics.”
It was a wipeout. Goodwin notes “for the first time in 10 years there is not a single BNP councillor on Burnley borough council.”
The BNP lost every seat they contested.
At the very least, how can Nick Griffin remain the leader of that silly party.
And while we may think this was luck, the whole time there was concerted efforts by anti-fascists across the country that made sure the real BNP was highlighted. They aren’t respectable, they’re not good politicians, they’re out for themselves and their racist designs.
There is plenty to do, mind. For example in Basildon, which is equidistant between Pitsea and Wickford, the National Front did better than the BNP. Fascism obviously still haunts our local communities.
But on the bright side the BNP, who were once Britain’s most electorally successful far right party, “has just three councillors left from a high of 57 three years ago“.
Now to rid them of that last three.
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