e Day - on the box

In normal society, whenever somebody begins a sentence with ‘I’m not a racist, but…’ two things happen: the first is that the air is filled with the sound you get when you rub a balloon between your hands, as everyone in listening distance cringes i8n anticipation of what’s coming next, and the second is that some arsehole shares views that have been out of fashion longer than rah-rah skirts.

So how anyone campaigning on being a racist was ever going to work I’m not sure; but that doesn’t stop the BNP, who were out on the streets yesterday assaulting the voters. That’s right, a BNP councillor had a fight with some of his constituents. On camera. Nice.

There is a proud tradition of pugilism and politics merging though – well, there’s the Prescott incident, when Prezza battered some oink who was guilty of a) egg throwing and b) possession of an offensive haircut.

At least Prescott had some style though, and a rather excellent left hook I seem to recall.