They never learn, do they? On the last two occasions the Wall Of Gammon™ have tried to march in the City of Liverpool, they have been prevented from doing so by the people of that city, and indeed the wider Merseyside region, turning up in far greater numbers and showing them the way back to Lime Street station. But today, once again, the far right turned up, turned round, and very soon turned tail.
Lime Street station, your final Gammon destination
In 2015, as Vice gleefully reported, “Neo-nazi group ‘National Action’ (NA) were forced to abandon their ‘White Man March’ in Liverpool this weekend when anti-fascists turned out in force to hand their racist asses to them. The anti-fascist crowd blocked NA from leaving the train station, threw bottles and eggs at them and broke through police lines to punch them in the face”. And there was more.
“NA, whose members openly idolise Adolf Hitler, had about 50 supporters show up in Liverpool on Saturday for their much anticipated demonstration. They were completely outnumbered by anti-fascists, who prevented them from even leaving the train station they'd turned up at”. They didn’t even get out of Lime Street station. One enterprising group of counter protesters brought a “Get In The Sea, Nazis” banner.
Last year, it was the rump of the English Defence Legue who tried, and failed, to get far out of the station. As the Liverpool Echo reported, “Anti-fascist protestors sat down on the ground to stop the march - and after a standstill, the EDL group turned back and held their demonstration in a loading bay at Lime Street station … Nearly 200 officers, 25 riot vans, mounted police on horses and officers with dogs were on the scene as exchanges between the two groups became heated”. And the final humiliation?
As the EDL were corralled by the Police and moved back to Lime Street station, the strains of Yackety Sax could be heard in the background. That’s the music that was associated with the Benny Hill Show. The crowd cheered and laughed. The EDL had been humiliated. But no, they never learn. So today was the turn of the Frontline Patriots.
Someone in this group thought it would be a good idea to enter the city not directly from Lime Street station, but to use the Merseyrail underground and emerge at Moorfields, north of the city centre. But counter protesters soon had that figured out. The Echo was, once more, on the scene to record this latest futile gesture.
“The group had intended to march from Moorfields Station at its Exchange Street entrance along Dale Street to Derby Square - and a huge number of police officers were in place in a bid to safely escort them along that route. However - the small turnout for the far right group - coupled with the vast numbers on the counter-protest meant that they couldn't actually make it out of the station”. So what happened?
“Eventually they were forced to run up the steps of the station and back inside … Those involved with the counter protest then ran to Moorfields' other entrance on Old Hall Street to ensure that the far-right group could not find another route into the city”. No Pasaran was what they chanted, and No Pasaran was what they meant.
When dealing with the Wall Of Gammon™, Liverpool invariably shows the way. The far right can be made a laughing stock and run out of town. Be like Liverpool.
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