Moslem men throw money at child dancing

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Nick Griffin on The Andrew Marr Show

By The Green Arrow
The Chairman of the British National Party, Nick Griffin MEP is interviewed on the Andrew Marr show on 12th July 2009.

Comment by johnofgwent

The techno-war between the BBC and the Youtube Uploaders continues at a furious pace and I have no interest in joining either side so I wasn't going to use my own resources to grab and upload the sight of our soon to be newest MEP in discussuion with Andrew Marr this morning. However, since someone else has done just that .....

I will say it was an interesting exchange of views. Unlike a certain former Fleet Street Editor who began his opening line with "Tell Me Me Griffin who do you hate most, jews or muslims" Marr stayed on a short leash.

Having introduced Griffin as an elected MEP and leader of a party which garnered close to a million votes at the Euro Elections in the face of a reduced turnout and has about a hundred councillors and a London Assembly Member he proceeded to throw down the customary "you are a fascist" gauntlet but had the good sense (unlike Andrew Neill) not to challenge Nick when it was pointed out that it is not he who demands everyone bow down to an oppressive state, it is not he who demands you live under constant video surveillance, in a land where the police demand the right to stop you in the street as you walk home from the pub so they can check you are carrying your identity papers.

I was, however. disappointed with the discussion on Europe. It sounded far too much like a repeat of the interviews with the Tories elected to the Welsh Assembly on a ticket of campaigning for its abolition in 1997. The point being that those same tories, having got their feet under the table and their snouts in the trough, were suddenly very much in favour of their plush seats in a hot air pit that costs millions and achieves bugger all.

God forbid that Griffin ever succumbs to the same cosy setup that saw the Kinnocls collect a cool ten million. I had hoped for a little more fighting talk centred round an intent to be a fighter against the increasingly oppressive rule of Brussels by all legal means, but I suppose we must wait to see what actions happen, for in many ways talk is cheap - as Nigel farrage has proven again and again.

However, the interview kept digging up untruth after untruth and ended with yet another go at reviving the "Nick Keeps Two Dogs Called Anne And Frank". How many more times must we put up with these cheap jibes ?

South Wales BNP investigate a Local Mosque

In the above video, Roger Phillips for BNP Wales TV, gives a report detailing how young Welsh children aged between 7 and 8 were taken to a Mosque in Bridgend and instructed in the rituals of the Cult of Islam.

The trip was organised by PCSO Martin Trask and former Bridgend town mayor Suleman Hawas, who you may remember is the man who is trying to twin Bridgend with Tripoli, Libya.

During their time at the mosque, the young children were subjected to a number of talks about the Islamic Cult including why they fast (skip a meal). Incidentally, before continuing with article, you might like to see some of the things moslems must avoid during a fast.

* Getting angry
* Using Bad language
* Back biting and gossip
* Arguing and fighting with Muslims.
* Being rude and impolite
* Looking, touching , flirting with non-mehrems of the opposite sex.
* lying and cheating
* Engaging in riba (interest, usury)
* women non wearing Hijab
* men shaving beards and having cloths below ankles
* allying with the enemies of Islam against the Muslims
* promoting Un-Islamic ideologies such as democracy and socialism.
* basically staying away from anything that is haram.

Resuming course. Hawas, then explained a little about the Festival of Eid (Festival of Sacrifice), although he probably did not mention in great detail how all over the Islamic World and in many parts of Our Country, how many animals will have their throats hacked at whilst conscious. Please read this article about Eid.

He then went on to explain the reasons why they use the Islamic Calendar whose date today is Rajab 18, 1430. 1430 is also the date their mind set is working at. Medieval, barbaric and backwards.

Then off to the wash room, where the children were shown how to wash themselves before going to the prayer room, where the children selected mats, shown the direction of Mecca and instructed in the use of submission by pointing their little bums in the air.

Elsewhere in Wales, those areas lucky enough not to have an Islamic HQ's have been visited by mobile mosques that are currently travelling around schools.

By the way, if you want the real reason why moslem women wear the veil, it is because Mohammed was one jealous bastard.

On seeing his beloved wife Aisha attracting the attention of men by her jokes at a banquet, Prophet Mohammed said as Allah’s revelation, ‘When you ask his (the Messenger of God) wives something, do so from behind a curtain.’ ‘He told his wife, Mother of the Believers, ‘From this point on, you may not speak to any man who is not mehrem except through a veil or curtain.’

God what a pathetic minds the followers of this dead charlatan are.

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It is the 12th July. Have a good one Ulster

I am not an Ulsterman, but yesterday, the first of July, as I followed their amazing attack, I felt I would rather be an an Ulsterman than anything else in the world.

Today is the 12th and if I could be anywhere in the world today, it would be Ulster, sometimes known as Northern Ireland. Because today is their day and so let us have a few videos for our kinsmen in that part of Our Nation. The top video is a tribute to those of Ulster who fought and died in the The Great War 1914-1918.

As a result brewing Home Rule crisis of 1912 thousands of brave young men from Ulster took up arms for the Ulster Volunteer Force to defend their civil and religious liberty. They were enlisted into the British Army as the 36th Ulster Division and went on to play a heroic role in the massive Somme campaign of World War One.



Well we would not be going to get very far, it we did not put up "The Sash my Father Wore", one of the greatest songs ever. England could do with a few songs like this one.

Sadly, the numbers of Orangemen are in decline. A few days ago, I listened to a programme on the marxist BBC radio 4, discussing the Orange Order. Of course they had to have a traitor protestant preacher who called for the disbandment of the Orange Order as God would want them to turn the other cheek and forget and forgive the likes of the baby murdering bastards Adams and McGuinness. Never.



And the men of Ulster have paid a heavy price for their Loyalty to Our Nation. They have fought for us and they have died for us. Some of them have sat out long years of their lives behind bars for their loyalty to us.

To me, Ulstermen are the bravest and most loyal of us all and I just wish the sheep that pass for men in some parts of Our Nation could grow balls as big as theirs.



And you cannot get away in an article about Ulster, without mentioning the Shankhill Road. Now if you only watch one of these videos, watch this one. The wall murals that you will see are now being painted over and replaced with multicultural muck by traitor councils. When I see patriotic murals going up on Our Walls, then I will know the people are beginning to wake up.



So Ulster and Orangmen everywhere, have a great day and let us send a message to Adams and McGuinness in the last video.

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I wonder if he'd go back there today ?

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by johnofgwent

Over on this site the political arm of our armed forces, the apologists for those who let our soldiers sailors and airmen face the army of islam poorly equipped, poorly defended and without even enough water to replace that lost through sweating in the body armour cheerfully depicted John Reid, the man who in 2005 hoped our boys "would leave in three years without having fired a shot" as having a whale of a time in the sun. Wouldn't it be nice for someone to pop up to his constituency and have a chat with him over whether he's choked on those words yet.

The BNP Chronicle is dead. Long live the British Nationalist.

Well it is a depressing day again but there is one tiny ray of sunshine and that is the fact that there is a new website called the British Nationalist.

And it has an excellent pedigree. The BNP Chronicle, which reported on all news and activities concerning the British National Party from around the Country. A truly superb site, which when it announced its closing really saddened me but they did what they considered to be right and made the following statement before closing down:

For some time the site has been in violation of party rules regarding the use of its copyrighted symbol, and naming.

Now we have moved up the political leagues, it is more important than ever that we adhere to party rules.

I will be leaving the site dormant, as it is a valuable resource. Thank you for reading and participating via comments and polls.

All the best.
Mike & Duncan
editor@bnp-chronicle.com

Now I have very strong feelings about this matter, which no doubt, I will write about in the future in great depth. I mentioned the BNP once but I think I got away with it.

Now, one of the reasons that I would miss the BNP Chronicle for, was its remembrance page of all the British National Party activists who have passed on. I thought it was a wonderful tribute to our missed brothers and sisters in the Party.

But besides that, it was a mine of information, providing not just news but also BNP contact details from around the country and links to other BNP supporting sites.

Now the guys who ran the site were good. They knew what they were doing. They encouraged sites to be more competitive and professional and I am sure if they had continued they would soon have had more followers than the Green Arrow. And that would have pleased me actually. The more good sites the better.

Well now the boys are back in town, in the shape of the British Nationalist and it is looking good. Very good. I can see that the Green Arrow team are going to have to up their act - which is good for the site and the readers.

So Good Luck British Nationalist, just one request. Please keep the Roll of Honour page rolling, so I can link to it.

BNP Chronicle, British Nationalist, BNP, British National Party

The First Afghan War. A lesson not learned.

The last stand of of Her Majesty's 44th Foot at Gandamak

Originally posted August 2007 - Nothing changes - only the death toll.

I suppose with the removal of History from the eduction of our people, it is hardly surprising that we can learn no lessons from a past we are ignorant about.

Searching the net for the origins of a couple of streets in my village, namely Inkerman Row and Alma Street, I came across this really superb site that you MUST visit after reading this post. You can also find the reason why those names were given to remote streets in South Wales. But I was diverted into writing the following.

Whilst browsing through Our Past, all thoughts of writing about Peter Hain and his involvement with Rhodesia and terrorism forgotten, I took a look at the link to the First Afghan War. I know the title of the post gave the game away but there you go.

I found the following lesson that we could and should have learned from history. A painful lesson that could have saved hundreds of our servicemen's lives had we but heeded it.

• The First Afghan War provided the clear lesson to the British authorities that while it may be relatively straightforward to invade Afghanistan it is wholly impracticable to occupy the country or attempt to impose a government not welcomed by the inhabitants. The only result will be failure and great expense in treasure and lives.

• The British Army learnt a number of lessons from this sorry episode. One was that the political officers must not be permitted to predominate over military judgments.

• The War provides a fascinating illustration of how the character and determination of its leaders can be decisive in determining the morale and success of a military expedition.

• It is extraordinary that officers, particularly senior officers like Elphinstone and Shelton, felt able to surrender themselves as hostages, thereby ensuring their survival, while their soldiers struggled on to be massacred by the Afghans.

In this post addressed to servicemen,l wrote about the illegality of our troops being in that God forsaken land that has swallowed up troops from bigger armies then ours.

Russia, not known for its humane behaviour during war time, was forced to pull out of Afghanistan with its tail between its legs. And so shall we also be forced to leave the same way.

Better that, than be there for the decades our traitorous, uncaring government has committed us to. Better that, than lose even one more of our precious servicemen.

Dr Brydon arrives at Jellalabad, the last survivor of
an army of 16,500 soldiers and civilians

If we do not leave soon, then one day, we also, can expect a modern day Dr Brydon bringing us equally bad news. News that will call us all to grieve.

Only the British National Party would bring Our Boys home within 24 hours of forming a government. If you want to save a serviceman then you had better think about voting BNP. We have lost too many young men already.

Pensioner Tagged for Anti-war campaign

Daily Mirror - Disgusting attack on our servicemen

Soldier abused in Birmingham Hospital

A Message to Our Servicemen

Who has the guts to pull out?

Tags: British National Party, BNP, Afghan War, Afghanistan

Dear Green Arrow

Nice. You and JohnofGwent should get on famously
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The Green Arrow Banner that is now on the top of this site was send in by Macboy. When I replied thanking him, I also asked him to tell me a bit about himself and why he started to support and then join the British National Party.

I have received the following reply. I have blanked out some information provided..

You can name me as Stuart, or by my screen name of Macboy.

Who am I...

I'm 46, born in Lancashire, I have Welsh, Irish and Scottish blood mixed in with the English from around 3 or 4 generations ago. I have lived in Devon too.

I have made grave stones, worked in factories, assisted teachers at a zoo, taught adults with learning disabilities, worked as a nursing auxiliary in the NHS and for the last 11 years I have been a web designer, (as you know, designer means I do the pictures and layout and general code, while a developer does the backend programming work :) ). I've been made redundant 6 times and know what is like to look for work in bad times.

I moved to Japan after being made redundant the last time and finding it really difficult to get another job. I live in XXXXXX which is halfway between Tokyo and Mount Fuji and I work for a Japanese company two and a half hours away by bicycle and train in Tokyo, owned and staffed by Taiwanese immigrants to Japan. I'm currently only working two days a week as the recession hits Japan for half my pay, it's a good job the tax in Japan is low.

I have a son now aged 25, been divorced and am now married to Tomoko.
I like walking in the mountains, both in the lakes and in Wales, like photography and I own a Harley-Davidson FLSTF Fat Boy. As you can guess by the nickname I switched to Mac 6 years ago and would not own any other computer now, I have 3 Macs.

If you want to know more just ask, I understand that activists have to be careful and that you need to get to know me before you can trust me, it's very much like this among bikers so, just for you here's a link to my online gallery, it's open to the public but it's just family photos, oh and I have cut my hair for the summer and to help get a new job. :)
http://gallery.mac.com/xxxxxxxx

How did come to Nationalism...

First up I'm very new to Nationalism and need to learn more. If I turn the clock back ten years I would have to say I was disillusioned by politics, I though all politicians were the same and the wrong people for the job, self promotion which you need to get elected means you will think yourself better than the rest of us and lead to corruption, 'pigs at the trough'.

I was a biker when I was young and they have a strong code of ethics, but has I reached my thirties I was taken in with multicultural/green/alternative ideas. I didn't fit in with 'normal' life I am not racist, and not homophobic but I'm not PC either.

I could see were the PC attitude to crime wasn't working, and I could see a lot of difficulties in family life and the changing roles between men and women, to me women wanted equality and most men wanted to do their best to help achieve that. Then somehow it went right out the other side, girls and young women went passed being equal and took on all the bad traits of men!

So we ended up with what has been named 'ladettes'. So here I'm just not fitting in, I'm not quite 'sheeple' and not PC but I didn't want to in anyway be involved with the BNP because they were too far the other way, after all that's what the news told me, they were racist, black haters and nazis.

What made me change my mind? Coming back to Lancashire from less multicultural Devon. My friend at the time owned a garage across the road from a mosque, it was in an old Co-op. One day after Friday prayers we found leaflets on the floor outside the garage telling muslims how the quran says muslims have a duty to bring Sharia law and turn any land where a mosque is built in an islamic country.

That was the first chip at my image of islam. These people were so nice to our faces, but this was obviously what was being taught inside the mosque.

At the time I worked for Asians in Blackburn, three Asian bosses, two Asian employees and three British employees all very multicultural.

Through working there I learned what we see outside and in the news was just a cover. Muslims may sell to outsiders but they only buy from muslims, they have their own 'Yellow Pages' I often though could we have a Christian only Yellow pages.

I was asked to convert a video of some imam preaching about how it was not allowed for any muslim to have motor insurance, in fact any insurance, this really got to me because I have once been hit by a car with no insurance, £3000 of damage to my Harley and no one to pay out!

Then came 9/11 and one of the Asian employees said 'good, America was evil".

Now there was one young but very mature, very kind man who work there, someone I still think very highly of, I said I could believe what had been said, I said 'but what can we do?' His answer, 'Vote BNP.', you
could have knocked me over with a feather, this nice, soft spoken young man, nailed it in one, 'I don't hate anybody, but I don't like what they are doing' he said.

Anyway, life went on and I still thought the BNP were not for me, but I was 'awake' I saw some truths, when I changed jobs, and tried to recruit some new staff for my new company, I was flooded with applications from eastern Europeans, far too well qualified for the job, not quite with the right skills but willing to work for quite low wages. You could see the flood of immigrants in all the applications.

My nice new boss took on one young man, with a degree in computer science as an assistant web designer! I trained him in design and optimising for the web and after a few months I was met at the door and told to go home, I wasn't needed. Bloody hell, I'd just trained someone to take my own job!

By this time I have met my wife and when I couldn't find work in the UK, too many computer people not enough jobs, I did the multicultural/global market thing that we have had promoted to us and 'got on my
bike' and moved to Japan and got a job even though I only speak a little Japanese.

Now that I'm here I still want to keep in touch with my family and to keep up with the news back home so that we can talk about it together. The only thing is that's not good for integration into Japanese life,
it keeps you, well British, we use international banking so that we can earn interest in a British bank, (there's no interest paid in Japan) but really that's not good for Japan. Then of course with using the internet to get news you get exposed to a much wider source of news.

I do try and fit into Japanese life, but quite rightly Japan is a little closed, I'm a Gaijin, a foreigner, it's not meant to be bad, although it can be, it's just a name, like the Japanese way of saying, Mr. Designer, when they know your job, so I can be Mr. Foreigner. Forms and paper work are in Japanese, signs on the road are Japanese and English for all foreigners in Japan.

If I need help with Japanese language I have to get my guarantor in Japan, my wife, to help. That said home life is a little England. Which is what the problem is, I know how easy it is not to fit in, if I had lots of English people living around here I could quite easily not change at all (as it is I don't know any foreigners in Japan) so I now kind of fit in.

Back to those news sources, I started reading about islam, through sites like Jihadwatch, Weaselzippers and Atlas Shrugs, which in turn lead to more UK and European site, Up Pompeii, and Gate of Vienna. Of
course that lead to the BNP site and last but not least Green Arrow (in fact there are more that I visit regularly and regard as my fiends back home).

Over the last four years, while being away from the UK I have seen through fresh eyes, and though other nationalities eyes what is happening in the UK and around the world. I have seen news items on international sites and on blogs never shown on the BBC site or in other newspaper sites in the UK and they have been unknown to my family back in the UK!

The last step I had to take was a big one. My wife, I have a foreign wife! What would the BNP think of me? So I asked, if they are okay they will answer and we will see if we fit together.

I did get answers from the BNP and from a man who appears to be a one man army Green Arrow, I asked question on the GA forum, and in emails and on chatroll, he always gave me a very straight answer, if it wasn't what I wanted to hear, well that's the truth for you.

Luckily the answers were what I needed to know. They put to bed the reservations I had and I found out I wasn't the only one who found modern life 'not quite right'. I'm still not racist or homophobic but I have found that it is okay to want to preserve the native culture of whatever nation you belong to. I have also discovered that many things we think are new, like PC are in fact quite old and political ideas, a Marxist ideas, and ones that will not go away by going out of fashion, we'll have to
stop them.

So during the EU elections I made a donation and nearing the end with all the dirty tricks I though I have to stand up and be counted, so I joined the party. I will do what I can from here in Japan and in around two years I will come back and join the fight on home turf. My life may be harder in the UK, it's easy here but I cannot stand by any longer.

Well, I didn't mean to write so much and I'm sure I changed who I was talking to halfway though. If any of it makes any sense that's way I joined.

Take care kinsman

Thank you for your honest and open reply and giving me permission to publish it. I look forward to meeting both you and your wife when you return home. Perhaps you might like to come and visit for a weekend or so?


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The Curse of the East

By the Informer

The main reason that we are at war in Afghanistan is because we have to stop the production of opium. This is not new news, but the reason for it has changed.

The world needs opiates for a multitude of genuine causes, and uses. The problem is the misuse of this in drug form that is killing and wasting our youth, and more importantly filling the battle chests of Islamic terrorists such as Al Qaeda. Without this source of income it would cease to exist for all its warriors are mercenaries.

We are now losing our brave troops on a daily basis to the scum that perpetrate this vile trade, and it is time to change tactics.

We must bring back out armed forces from Afghanistan immediately and set them the same task on home soil.

The enemy are the same except that they do not openly carry weapons and they dress inconspicuously.

They are the myriad couriers, wholesalers and dealers of this deadly drug.

They might be foreign, British born or even genuine British citizens, and they are all as guilty as each other. They are directly or indirectly funding the death of our soldiers and worldwide misery.

All terrorists, subversives or insurgents need a source of income, and most get it like the IRA did it, by dishonest means, mostly the drug trade.

This country needs a dramatic overhaul of the penalty system for all drug possession.

Immediate repatriation for non nationals and their families, and whole life sentences for Britons, with absolutely no exceptions.

This would stem the life blood of the terrorist immediately. There might be a few death pangs and we must be prepared for them.

This farce of lenient sentences for drug users is a disgrace. They should each be imprisoned until they divulge their suppliers, and this should go right up to the top of the ladder.

These dealers are everywhere. Our cities are festooned with gold draped gangsters with no visible means of support.

Every time you look at one you see a creature with blood on his hands. Our blood, not theirs.

Have a look around you when you go for an evening out. Your eyes will be opened.

The End of the Three Musketeers

The Three Musketeers

I start to come around. Thump, thump, thump. My head feels as if it is exploding. Shall I open my eyes and find out what is thumping this pain into my skull in such a repetitive fashion? I sense that I am in an horizontal position but where? What have I got into this time?

I am not a coward but I fear that if I open my eyes, it will be to a sight that no man should see first thing in the morning, Tara of the UAF towering above me and wellying one into me as if it is going out of fashion.

But wait. What is this in my mouth? My God, someone has shoved a dead rat into my mouth whilst I led unconscious. Where has my tongue gone? Hell that is my tongue. What happened to it?

And then the memories come flooding back and I open my eyes and leap from my bed with joy. There is no Tara, there is no dead rat in my mouth. I simply have a monstrous hangover. Hoorahh. An hangover is much more preferable than having to look at Buffalo Bill.

So how come the Green Arrow got in this state? It is a well known fact that he is a pauper and drinks only Somerfield Specials, that have the alcoholic content of a used teabag.

Well I suppose I should start at the beginning. It started with the arrival of the Three Musketeers pulling up on my drive. They were all there. The extrovert Porthos, who is as wild as Oliver Reed on a day out drinking with the Royal Navy in Malta. Behind him comes Athos, the father figure, who drowns his secret sorrows in drink. And finally in comes the dashing Aramis whose winning smile is always hidden away on the wrong side of the camera. BNPtv Wales have arrived to pick up a script for a couple of videos they are making later that evening.

I will not spoil the videos for you. But I assure you, you will enjoy both, should they manage to avoid being canned by our Regional Organiser who is the Camera Teams equivalent of the censor for being inappropriate - whatever that means.

Script picked up, information is validated, three laptops zipping around the net checking to ensure our facts are correct before the team go out on the prowl. Videos made, they return smiling and ready to celebrate the work they have just done in bringing the truth to the people of Our Country. But what have they brought with them?

Whiskey, Cider, Lager and Beer in vast amounts. What else should have I expected from the Three Musketeers?

What an evening my friends and what a joy for me to have such company, I, who normally live in solitude, with only the net for a friend. Senior party officers were praised, others slated, Lady members names (who they dearly adore) were thrown about like confetti at a wedding. But this was a family gathering and we were talking about our family that is the BNP and not one real bad word did I hear from any present. Just laughter, serious talk, silly talk and always laughter. And as our laughter increased the drinks started to vanish as we raised our glasses and toasted each other and everyone in the party. Nick Griffin's ears must have burned extra bright last night as we toasted him endlessly.

And then the invevitable happens as poor Oliver found out on his last day on earth. You cannot out drink a mad matelot. First to go was Aramis. We would have to talk about the origins of Buddhism again.

And the toasts continued until the brave Porthos succumbs and retires to his room. The myth of Wellard, the lean mean drinking machine destroyed for ever.

Just two remain and we talk a little longer, but the last thing that Athos sees as he slides into sleep on my sofa, is the sight of the Green Arrow crossing the room, taking his half full tumbler of Whiskey from his falling hand, raising it to his lips and downing the contents in one before going over to the fridge for another can of cider, no other drinks are left and only one is left standing. The Green Arrow.

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