Showing posts with label sleazebag. Show all posts
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September 19, 2008

How exciting. Somebody else joins the BNP.

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In a coup to rival the last disastrous publicity coup it announced only to have it backfire on the party immediately to laughs all round, the BNP has announced the support of 'one of Britain’s top fashion models' as a supporter.

Yes, Essex girl Lauren McAvoy has publicly declared her support for the racist BNP - so hopefully she has suddenly reached the end of her short career.

Naturally the BNP is making much of this, claiming that Ms McAvoy has 'graced the cover of numerous magazines', though I defy anyone to name five, not including the Company magazine spread which was part of her prize for winning Britain’s Next Top Model in 2007.

We wondered why anyone with a promising career in front of them would want to associate themselves with the BNP, but then we spotted that her favourite activities included pole-dancing, leading us to wonder if she was talent-spotted by those well-known pole-dance aficionados Mark Collett and Dave Hannam - though it should be said that at 21, she's a fair bit too old for them.

Another favourite activity is, apparently, water sports. I assume she's referring to swimming, though with the likes of perverts such as Martin Reynolds about, who the hell knows?

Strangely, despite a diploma in civil engineering, McAvoy still appears to be up to the usual educational standards that we expect from the BNP. Her more or less moribund MySpace page breathlessly announces that she is 'excited about having a chinease with her wonderful girlies tonite'. One could make a nasty crack about the similarities between her and that other 'celebrity' BNP member Simone Clarke (now doomed to sit on the exec of the failed Solidarity union alongside the dreary Patrick Harrington) but had better not.

Actually, mention of Clarke reminds me that we'd better warn McAvoy about the ever more bizarre Dickie Barnbrook. Still desperate to do away with the continuing label of gay porn film director and star, he appears to be unable to resist sending women pictures of his todger, as Annika Tavilampi found out. At the time that Barnbrook was trying to bed Ms Tavilampi, he was supposedly engaged to Clarke and still married to his wife, a Metropolitan Police officer. Tavilampi described Barnbrook as a 'sleazebag' after he proposed to her at more or less the same time as he proposed to the BNP's dancing queen. He seems to fit right in with all the other sleazebags in the party as far as we can see.

Simone Clarke was at the height of her career when she joined the BNP. Ten minutes later, her career was dead and buried. We shall follow Ms McAvoy's career with considerable interest to see whether it goes the same way at the same speed.