Tuesday, 14 December 2010
John Tyndall, the first leader of the British National Party, would have had no truck with a tacky heart-shaped logo, and other, similarly tasteless gimmicks, by means of which Griffin seeks to ape the traitor-parties of the rotten Establishment he is so desperate to be allowed to join. No, John Tyndall was a genuine nationalist, as well as a decent, honest and upright English gentleman. What a pity that no-one can truthfully say that Griffin is any of these things.
When is Griffin going to realize that turning the BNP into a pale copy of the UKIP is the road to ruin, not his coveted seat in the corridors of power?
When is Griffin going to wake up to the fact that a heart-shaped logo just isn't going to cut it - with anyone other than his payroll-flunkeys? Even they are probably laughing at it behind his back.
Certainly, the electorate of Oldham East and Saddleworth are likely to be profoundly unimpressed. The BBC intends to see to that with an expose of the BNP's shameful victimization of its own activists, and chronic financial mismanagement, on Griffin's watch, early next month: just far enough away from polling day in the by-election for them to be able speciously to claim not to be unfairly disadvantaging candidate Griffin.
Griffin is the author of his own, as well as the BNP's misfortune. He has provided the BBC with all the ammunition it needs to cripple the BNP electorally, just as he has also provided the Equality and Human Rights Commission (EHRC) with all the ammunition IT needed to cripple the BNP financially. Is Griffin malignant, or monumentally incompetent, or both? That is an open question, but one to which many BNP members will be demanding an answer in the months to come.
The solution to the BNP's strategic problem is, contra Griffin, not for the party to become part of the mainstream, by concession after policy concession, but to win through by making the mainstream become part of our stream. The objective conditions have rarely been more favourable for political progress by a nationalist party.
In order to turn the situation to account, however, the party must be united, and not demoralized and divided, as at present. Griffin has shown himself to be either incapable, or (for whatever private reason) unwilling, to reunite and re-launch the party.
Consequently, Griffin must go, and go quickly. Even those who have, largely out of ignorance or fear, supported him up to now, should finally see the writing on the wall, and distance themselves from him, and his unforgivable betrayal of the BNP. If they fail, even at this the eleventh hour, to do so, then they may expect to take their share of the inevitable opprobrium that will deservedly be his when he falls, as fall he must.
If Griffin now expects the Establishment to pat him on the head, rub his tummy, and toss a choccy treat into the air for him to catch in his mouth, he is likely to be bitterly disappointed. All that will happen, as a result of the changes announced at the party conference last weekend, is that the party's decline in membership will accelerate, and the crucially important morale of its activists continue to decline.
Was it for this that the heroes of nationalism, was it for this that Albert Mariner, suffered martyrdom? Was it so that Griffin could bring the BNP to the brink of bankruptcy, gut it of its best and bravest, and turn it into a cross between his personal fan club, an apolitical cultural association, and a collection agency for donations to obscure 'causes'?
In one way, though, the BNP's new heart logo IS emblematic: a phoney emblem, dodgy accounts, and a phoney make-over, for a party with a phoney nationalist for a leader. What else would one expect?