The frontier town that is Central London is a tense place this afternoon. Tumbleweed blows along Downing Street, and shopkeepers raise the shutters in anticipation of trouble. It all started two weeks ago in a Minneapolis Street, when a black man got a knee across his windpipe for almost nine minutes by a lawman.
Since then the stench of racism has hung heavy in the air around the World, while up on Boot Hill the gravediggers prepare to bury the tarnished reputation of slave traders and historical racists.
Only one side can save the town from bloodshed - it's the right-wing, and they are riding into town on their high high horse as we speak. They knew there would be trouble when they heard that the statue of Winston ''I hate Indians' Churchill was in danger of being removed.
Pausing to light a cheroot and adjust the brim of his hat, one right winger paused his posse to explain 'We are not racists, i live next door to a black man'.
Unfortunately for the self-appointed protectors of slave traders and racists, the Black Lives Matter crowd saw what was coming over the hill and dispersed peacefully so with nobody to attack and racially abuse, the right-wing posse battled the police instead and tried to get at the statue of Nelson Mandela to show just how much they are against destroying statues by trying to destroy a statue.
Obnoxious white men attempting to brutally stop Black and Brown men from demonstrating against being discriminated against, Winnie would approve.
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