The Beginnings

The Beginnings: "
December 2010 11:13

The year 2010 is almost over and soon we will be marching into 2011, a year that I think will probably be the most important one ever for the fate of the British People, Western Civilisation and the British National Party.

In 2011 the enemies of Western Civilisation, who seek the destruction of the True British People, in fact the genocide of the white race, will increase their efforts to destroy the British National Party. Life for their brave activists will become very difficult I believe and no doubt this site will take its share of stick from the evil creatures who seek to destroy the patriots of this Disunited Kingdom.

This site in 2011, intends to work flat out to spread the truth, attempt to awaken our sleeping brothers and sisters, whilst constantly attacking the enemies of Freedom of Speech and Democracy. The site will pull no punches and if I stay out of prison it will be a miracle.

Aware of how energy and time draining the coming battles in 2011 are going to be, this site will not be posting any articles until the start of the new year, as I wish to put my personal life in order, spend some time with friends and family and generally rest and recuperate ready to be as mentally fresh as possible for an all out effort between January and May prior to the Welsh and Scottish Elections.

I suggest those not involved in the Oldham elections prepare in a similar manner and just enjoy what might be your last week of peace for a very long time.

Here is a poem by Rudyard Kipling that has been requested (constantly lol) by a very good friend of mine.

Hate is a terrible word but it was the Establishment that have made us learn it - make them pay and use it against them.

The Beginnings

It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late
With long arrears to make good,
When the English began to hate.

They were not easily moved,
They were icy willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the English began to hate.

Their voices were even and low,
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show,
When the English began to hate.

It was not preached to the crowd,
It was not taught by the State.
No man spoke it aloud,
When the English began to hate.

It was not suddenly bred,
It will not swiftly abate,
Through the chill years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the English began to hate.

Good Luck for the New Year British National Party, I for one believe in you