Everyday Fascist Britain

This happened today near Chesterfield in Derbyshire.

When I challenged the bloke running this stall at Twin Oaks Carboot sale, who was also selling knives and other crap I was threatened by another stall holder, and shouted at by a horrible woman saying it was me that’s offensive not Hitler.

Junction 29 of the M1. Twin Oaks Hotel Carboot.

At the other end of carboot a white stall holder complaining about ‘bloody w#*s’ after a black person had tried to enquire about something on his stall.

The organiser of the carboot saying he got them to take it down for me, that it wasn’t offensive and really they can display anything they want. It’s also acceptable for stall holders to threaten customers. When I said I was reporting the stall holder too for his threats, the organiser took the piss out of me stating I would be keeping the police busy.

I was with my best friend, and she felt threatened and scared and then terrified by the response of the public to my asking him to remove the swastika.
Police 999 operator said it was an immediate but then 10 mins later got an officer ringing me who belittled me. I ended up telling them they were useless and hung up the phone.

I never realised how absolutely immoral our society had become. Where racism is the acceptable norm and anti racist views are seen as offensive.

I hate fascist Britain so much. I do not want to live in this vile society any longer.

We are all proud of our grandparents and great grandparents for living through and fighting a war against fascism, yet now it seems as a nation we embrace Nazi ideals.

Not good enough.

This was not memorabilia from the war, this had Hitler’s date of death on it. It was post war nazi regalia. Not collectable or militaria, purely to promote nazi ideals. It was modern fascist merchandise of Hitler and nazism.


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Jonesy the Dog of Socialism

I am in my 50's (ok 51), I have life challenges but still continue to be a father, a biker, a socialist and a human being. I fight hate and injustice in any way I can. I am me.

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