Why I as a lifelong socialist will finally vote for the BNP (pre June 4th thoughts)
Within the working classes there lurks a closely guarded identity crises and great sense of alienation. It has become increasingly difficult to know where you stand these days and an even greater confusion over which direction your ideological masts should be bound. The working classes live in a time when their traditional definitions of allegiance have been scattered because personal experience can often fly right in the face of what you believed you stood for. In a nutshell; being white & working class today can often mean getting clobbered by both sides of the social compass – capitalism has made it impossible for you to thrive anywhere but at the bottom of the social scale, and as you’re down there, you experience first hand the alienating nightmare of a multicultural society that really won’t care for you either! This is the typical rock & hardplace existence which underperforming white Britons can find themselves trapped between, and neither side has ever been known to represent their interests.
As somebody thriving near to that bottom rung I always imagined the Left to be a great liberator of these social woes – something that could equalise the obvious rift between the haves and have-nots allowing us ALL to enjoy a civilised standard of living where the better things in life could be obtained by all – but now I realise that was just romance. What I’ve learnt about myself is that I have only ever been an economic socialist without considering what the cultural aspect of this ideology really implies. The true culture surrounding socialism, better known to its critics as Cultural Marxism is really how the left-wing model would manifest if ever in charge; a degenerate commune seized by and granted to predominantly Blacks and Asians thought to be oppressed minorities. White Britons on the other hand, particularly males would never see their equal share as always promised by socialism.
When you look around you in built-up working class areas where there’s a high ethnic proportion you begin to see the reality of how a socialist society would operate and it shatters all illusions you have of this utopia. If you happen to thrive or at least survive in such a neighbourhood you begin to recognise the signs of the cultural Marxism we are warned about. Just observe the way everything is dumbed down to cater for those whose first language isn’t English where the language becomes contaminated to suit a multicultural street level. Look how many cranky community workshops geared only for women of ethnic backgrounds seem to crop up everywhere, where gangs of black youths slowly maraud through the streets with a threatening readiness for confrontation and armies of young White and Asian clones abandoning all sense of cultural identity trying desperately to emulate them.
To anyone who isn’t familiar with this cultural dumb-down I urge them to take a bus ride one afternoon through an area like Clapham and spend time looking out of the window during your journey and watch all your cosy notions of a socialist society go out of that very window. You begin to see the ‘commune’ unfold in the regular use of the word ‘community’ – community youth centres, community health centres, community education, workshops, clinics, surgeries all housed in badly neglected premises that speak volumes about the alienating decay so common with cultural Marxism. As you drive past the abundance of shops selling ethnic groceries like Halal meat you witness further alienation at the over-tributed memorial to Charles de Menezes next to Stockwell tube station reminding us all how shameful Britishness really is and the reverence we should show to foreign cultures. Not far from this we come to the Socialist Party headquarters in Clapham High St which brings home just how distant a prospect socialism really is for a privileged white male like me. I could not help but wonder what it’s like in their party HQ and what I would expect to find if I happened to pop in. “Hello I am a socialist too, how do I join?” My guess as a white man is I would be treated with as great suspicion as if walking into a black lesbian women’s refuge – the quota of which I guess would be greatly welcomed. The only white guy that might get a look-in at that grimy office would perhaps be a bearded Marxian who looks as though he dwells in a bedsit and lives off of Oriental noodles – and this is how disillusioned I now feel about socialism even as a regular Labour voter. It is sad to learn how you cannot have socialism without this rotting degeneracy of a modern multicultural society and although I have embraced the Left in the past I feel badly betrayed by its reality.
However, the more information I receive about the BNP helps to shake off the stigma commonly associated with nationalism. In the past, particularly with its predecessor the National Front and the abhorrent trend back in the 70’s of ‘paki-bashing’ I always viewed these movements as mindlessly fundamentalist with rabid anti-Semitism and homophobia but the BNP has moved years ahead of that and seems far more about common sense than the populist fascism that went before it. It was pleasing to hear about a Jewish candidate knocking on doors in an East End constituency and also reading in a recent BNP leaflet how a surgeon will be voting for them owing to the sheer damage he has seen done to the NHS by mass immigration. It is refreshing to learn that the BNP is as their slogan once read “Just People like You” which I interpret as ‘white working-class British people’ who simply cannot afford to up sticks and move to more pleasant surroundings who perhaps feel as I do – betrayed by both ends of the social spectrum.
Yes, I am still a socialist albeit not a cultural one. Yes, I have one or two very nice Asian friends who have no idea how I will be voting on June 4th. Yes, I am aware of the evil affiliations of nationalism with the 14/88 tendencies but none of that will deter me from voting for common sense on the day. On this election I plan to abandon all those socialist principles that have let me down so miserably and finally opt for something that can address the alienation and conflicting belief systems that I feel so many suffer with today. I would urge all disillusioned socialists to now be honest with themselves and finally shake off the affinity with something that has done nothing but alienate, betray and discriminate against them so far. It really is time to forget affiliations on the whole and all the old notions of Left & Right – instead take common sense out of retirement and give it a good dusting down.