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Coffee House

Tommy Robinson: Zionist puppet, Neocon Fraud and Wahhabist Stooge.

8 October 2013

3:56 PM

8 October 2013

3:56 PM

If you ever want a laugh, read the websites of Britain’s collection of far-right political groupings. It is worth doing so if only to remind yourself that the “threat” from right-wing extremists is often rather exaggerated. These people’s relationship with reality is neither firm enough to threaten public order nor coherent enough to win them more than a (relative) handful of deluded followers. Keep an eye on them, by all means, but let’s not make them out to be more than they are.

After all, whenever the far-right does enjoy some success that success quickly evaporates. The public, when it has a chance to see these people for what they really are, tends to disapprove of the cut of their respective jibs. And rightly so. Because, for all that one reasonably despairs from time to time, the British people are, collectively, a pretty decent lot capable of frowning upon and then rejecting extremism. Of all sorts.

So, I suppose some credit is due Tommy Robinson, erstwhile leader of the English Defence League, for leaving the organisation. As he put it:

“I acknowledge the dangers of far-right extremism and the ongoing need to counter Islamist ideology not with violence but with better, democratic ideas.”

He explained his motives for leaving, telling BBC Radio 5 live’s Nicky Campbell: “When some moron lifts up his top and he’s got the picture of a mosque saying ‘boom’ and it’s all over the national newspapers, it’s me, it’s when I pick up my kids from school the parents are looking at me, judging me on that.

“And that’s not what I’ve stood for and my decision to do this is to be true to what I stand for. And whilst I want to lead the revolution against Islamist ideology, I don’t want to lead the revolution against Muslims.”

Doubtless someone will soon claim this makes Robinson more, not less, dangerous. So be it. I have no idea whether Robinson’s catholicism has prompted this, er, Come to Jesus moment but we can all welcome a sinner’s repentance nonetheless.  If Tommy Robinson feels the need to distance himself from neo-Nazis and other thuggish racists then perhaps we can remember to treat the English Defence League as the unrepresentative bunch of goons and cranks they really are. They do not endanger the realm.

But for pure, unadulterated, fascist moonbattery you have to tip your hat to the British National Party. Piqued, no doubt, by the EDL’s ability to win attention previously devoted to the BNP, Nick Griffin’s party released what may just be the most laughable, yet entertaining, press release of the year.

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Tommy Robinson, you see, is just another Zionist stooge. Not only that but his departure from the EDL means “Britain’s lively counter-jihad street protest movement is at a crossroads”.

Lively! The sort of word that is PR speak for a Friday night in Cleethorpes.

Be that as it may:

Recently, however, growing resistance to [Robinson’s] pro-Israel and pro-immigration agenda have seen groups such as the Scottish Defence League, Casuals United and various very active Infidel organisations take a steadily higher profile while the EDL has been losing ground.

The Quilliam Foundation is run by ‘ex’ Hizb ut Tahrir extremists who are now taking a gradualist, Fabian approach to Islamising Britain. They are therefore financed both by Wahhabi Gulf states AND by the British government.

They are also closely linked with the same neo-con Zionist elements that we previously exposed as backing Robinson.

So he hasn’t changed masters, though they are now calling a different tune.

There are two reasons for this:

1) With the chances for war on Syria and Iran suddenly much weaker, Tommy’s puppet masters no longer want the white working class fighting mad.

2) They also realised they were losing control of the street movement they created. So they are trying to kill it.

First by passing vicious sentences on Infidel leaders in Liverpool last week, and now by having Robinson and Carroll turn their coats.

This effort will fail. The white working class who make up the vast majority of the street counter jihad movement do not need Zionist outsiders to organise and make an impact.

We call on all genuine EDL members to join with the Infidels, SDL etc and ignore the traitor Robinson.

A British Resistance Council should be formed to co-ordinate future activities.

I know we’re supposed to take these things seriously. But, really, there comes a point at which these ravings cease to be threatening and instead topple into self-parody.

If I have this correct – which may not be the case! – Jews, Wahhabists and Neocons are in fact allies. There’s almost something impressive about this kind of Treblethink. It could even be alarming if it weren’t so obviously risible.

And, again, remember this sort of thing next time the press has a hissy fit over the prospects of a far-right resurgence in Britain. These are the people who are going to be leading it? Pull the other one.

Publicity is not their friend, you know. It is, rather, toxic to them for it unfailingly reveals them to be what they are: pea-brained bigots, fantasists and conspiracy theorists condemned by their own press releases. They cannot prosper – or prosper for long – because of who they are and what they think.

Why, it’s almost as if MI5 were running the show themselves in an effort to discredit the whole “movement”. But with self-parodists like this in command there’s no need for MI5 to be involved at all.

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