50 Cent will be in the BBC television centre tonight, recording for Tonight With Jonathan Ross. Would that Nick Griffin, on his way to the studio where Question Time is to be recorded, would bump into Mr. Cent in one of the corridors. What larks.
So.
Deny them the oxygen of publicity. vs. Hand them a rope for which to hang themselves.
vs
Make a matyr of them by attempting to shut them out. vs. Give them a platform to air their rancid views.
Yeah. BNP, eh? Brr... scary.
Don't let anyone tell you they're a terminally inept, hilariously amateurish fringe party of boggle-eyed weirdos. No, they are literally THE WORST PEOPLE IN THE WORLD. And they've come for your uncool niece.
I won't be watching tonight. Only because I have other things to attend to. I probably won't even get to see it 'till Sunday or Monday at the latest, long after the sky has cracked open and the world has been drowned in angels' tears.
Bummer.
At least I can keep up with realnickgriffin's Twitter feed, which has been keeping me entertained (RT: "Making my way across London to the Question Time studio. Closest tube stop is White City (if only!)" #bbcqt).
The rest of you can join in with the Question Time Drinking Game.
Enjoy. And please - don't have nightmares.
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