The aftermath of Question Time on the interweb is riveting, unlike the show itself.
The hooha does reveal the extent of everyone’s awareness of the BBC’s agenda.
The BBC reduces it all to : Griffin Attacks Islam on BBC Show!
Nick Griffin said he thought the sight of two men kissing on telly was creepy. The BBC spun that into “Nick Griffin says gays are creepy.” The villain.
As the unremitting attack ground ever onwards, Griffin’s physical decline grew increasingly more alarming. It began with a nervous lip-licking twitch, rapidly accelerating to sweaty brow and trembling hand. Sympathy was the only option.
The holocaust denial evasion moment ensured no-one could seriously believe he wasn’t racist, but the media has succeeded in convincing everyone that fear of the Islamisation of Britain is the same thing as antisemitism, and that Muslims are the new Jews. This ensured no-one could get to grips with the real matter at hand, the attraction the BNP undeniably has for people who see no other way to express their feeling of helplessness at the immigration of so many, dare I say it, Muslims.
Griffin’s so called indigenous population is no longer the 1950s Britain where white men wore tweed jackets and smoked a pipe and women with perms enjoyed labour-saving kitchen appliances. Those days are never coming back. Now, whitey has turned into a chocolate- box assortment of tattooed shaven-headed obese working class blokes, binge-drinking female ladettes, Richard Ingrams-style racists, or liberal lefty, lesbian’n’gays who are so bound and gagged by P.C. that all they dare do is bleat in unison. Excuse me if I’ve forgotten anyone.
Somehow, the other panellists, the audience, the transparency of the BNP’s half-baked re-invention and the customised-for-Griffin format of the programme managed to make Nick Griffin himself seem almost an irrelevance compared to the elephant in the room.
Diverse Britain okay: Islamisation, no way.
Put that in your loudhailer and hail it.