The Government were too timid to push for anything so radical as my major programme of works so the they built a public lido in Hyde Park, made a few concessions to the miners and authorised an extension of pensions and unemployment benefit so that's when i decided i had enough, threw a hissy fit and resigned and that's where the story changes.
Now going off in a sulk and forming just one fascist movement, allying yourself with Hitler and Mussolini, organising anti-Semitic marches through the Jewish East End and employing thugs to beat up your opponents amazingly suddenly made me the bad guy.
The problem with trying to introduce fascism to Britain was that the British are just piss takers, when i did the NAZI Salute in Parliament one MP shouted out 'Yes, you may go to the lavatory' but i was going to show them and my party with the new catchy slogan of ‘A Party of Vitality and Manhood’, held a huge rally and we did have support, the Daily Mail even ran the headline ‘Hurrah for the Blackshirts!’ although they were a little less enthusiastic after we were filmed beating up anyone who disagreed, and many did. After one meeting around seven thousand of my supporters were prevented from marching through a Jewish section of the East End by hundred thousand antifascist demonstrators and we abandoned the March.
To be fair the 1935 General Election was probably a bit too soon after launching the Party and i urged my supporters to abstain under the slogan ‘Fascism Next Time’.
As it turned out, next time would be in 1945, after the Fascists had caused the deaths of over a hundred million people, laid waste most of Europe and I had been locked up as a Nazi sympathizer, so next time would have been a bit of a long shot as well to be honest.
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