Look, I'm not saying that you should pop over to wikileaks, find Nick Griffin's home telephone number, ring him up and call him a squinty fat racist cunt, but on the other hand I can't really shed too many tears for the BNP bastards who have been exposed by the revelation of their membership details.
And now they're whining and crying about having their details made public:
BNP members have told BBC News they have received threatening and abusive phone calls and e-mails after a leaked document was published online.
One woman, who did not want to be named, told BBC Radio 5 Live she received a phone call at 11pm on Tuesday night saying she should be "very careful" as someone could come to her house.
What, a racist thug popping round for sandwiches and a chat?
Come off it, Griffin and pals - you lot haven't exactly cried yourselves silly about Redwatch, the site that targets trade unionists and lefties, have you? But all of a sudden now it's you, you get all upset and precious about the whole personal privacy thing. Well tough tits.
This bit of detail from the list is utterly wonderful though:
Will not be renewing 07 (objects to being told he shouldn't wear a bomber jacket)
Too bloody right - I'd object too! It's like joining the SWP and being told you can't wear a Che Guevara t-shirt.