We are living in troubled times. We are surrounded by enemies, and they are not all wearing silk suits or expecting the people who elected them to office to agree to pay off their mortgages, to fund water features in their garden or even to carve up this once proud country in exchange for a seat in pseudo illegally established parliament in a place called Brussels.

No, the enemy is all around. The obvious ones are the ever increasing number of swarthy skinned Saracens who like worker bees are at present busily engaged in building a stable bridgehead. They may well be the ones that one day will light the kindling of the funeral pyre that will consume us all; the funeral pyre that a very wise man warned us of 60 years ago.

In the Middle Ages and beyond the kings of the realm built castles, moats and battlements, the recent invaders are busily building Mosques; apparently no-one except the patriot is aware of this, even the European Kings and nobles built magnificent castles that still stand, but their invader too bypasses the castles and battlements and enters the towns and cities invited, unchallenged and unopposed. The front lines have already been established in many of our towns and cities, and throughout the lands of our former European enemies, but no matter.

If that were our only enemy I would think that is not a problem that over time cannot be overcome. We must bear in mind yesteryear has gone, it’s a case of read my lips, G O N E.

It’s the home grown terrorist that is another enemy. A Jewish gentleman by the name of Larry Beagle who runs a coalition of misguided fools called Unite against freedom also thirsts for the old times. As we patriots would like to return to a world of King and Empire and a country that was the envy of the world, Mr Beagle would like to return to the days of the spectacle of the massacre of Russia’s royalty. The days of the Hammer and Sickle, the singing of the Internationale, the enslavement of the peasantry and the times prisoners were incarcerated in the deathly, surreal quietness of snow clad Gulags.

Nationalism is his mortal enemy, He is mortified and terrified that one day they would triumph over communism and its running mate far left socialism as did the peasants of a bygone era, and who destroyed the wall and barbed wire that surrounded and enslaved them.

Another communist Mr Mao Tse Tung wrote about ‘The long March’ he put his thoughts on paper. he called it The Little Red Book, perhaps Beagle should put his thoughts in a little red book and try and persuade our people that Russian communism was not all that bad and 20 million deaths was not a particularly high price to pay for their betrayal and the total loss of freedom.

I fear no evil; for thou art with me. I ask the question WHO is with me? The BNP, the British people, my immediate kin? At the moment I do fear evil, and that evil is encompassing the whole country, perhaps the whole of Europe.

I fear the fifth column operating in this country who is taking their orders from this illegal pseudo government in Brussels to facilitate the smooth transition of my country’s sovereignty to a foreign power.

I fear the people who are taking this country apart without a voice or a challenge from the people, the educators who are poisoning our pre pubescent childrens minds with pornographic images and story telling, not the make believe world of fairies, elves, witches, princes and princesses but a bizarre world of same gender sexual relationships and sexual perversions.

I have good reason to fear. My people do not fear, they are content, they do not yet see the enemy.