
More on the BNP’s latest appearance on centre stage. It turns out that its ejection of Times journalist Dominic Kennedy from a playground – sorry, press conference – was part of a PR overhaul. We understand that no less a figure than Mr Nick Griffin, the BNP’s uberfuhrer, issued an edict declaring that the only language the British electorate understands is not German but that of the King of the Castle. Here’s how it happened:
“I’m the King of the Castle! I’m the King of the Castle!” said Griffin, with an enigmatic Teutonic undertone.
“We agree!” said his loyal troops.
“Me especially!” said the BNP’s Chief of PR.
“I’m the King of the Castle! I’m the King of the Castle!” insisted Griffin. His troops, who were halfway up a Bavarian hill, agreed. So, too, the Chief of PR.
“I’m the King of the Castle! I’m the King of the Castle!” shouted Griffin, and all his men, who were halfway down a Bavarian hill, agreed. And then the Chief of PR had an idea.
“Even though you are rightfully the King of the Castle of this Green and Pleasant Land,” he said, “it seems to me that life in the playground is full of outrageous politically correct slings and arrows masquerading as fortune. To overcome them we must stamp our feet harder and louder than everyone else. We must show that you are truly the King of the Castle!”
The King of the Castle pondered this carefully. It was, after all, nothing less than the most cunning PR plan his Chief of PR had ever devised. And then he smiled.
“I’m the King of the Castle! Down with the snivelling PC brigade! I’m the King of the Castle! I’m the King of the Castle!”
[Time will tell whether the King will lead his followers to ever greater triumphs of the playground.]
The image, entitled ‘woody puts my sandcastle in perspective’ by Flickr user sandcastlematt, has nothing to do with the BNP.
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