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Incredibly, the BNP consider themselves to be a race. And it also turns out that these fearless defenders of white supremacy get all wobbly-lipped and crying when some bad lady makes a joke about them.
Awww. The poor boys, all being bullied by the bad lady.
I also love the fact that in considering themselves a race being discriminated against they imply that racial discrimination - which is kind of their raison d'etre, though they'll squeal and huff in protest if you say so - is somehow a bad thing.
So, to recap. The BNP don't like racial discrimination. But they do believe they're a race. But they insist they don't want people to make jokes about them. To which I say: If you don't want people making jokes about you, don't be so fucking laughable.
(Via Adam)
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