I've just seen a poster advertising the Socialist Workers Party's annual jamboree. Guess who one of the star turns is. Yes, him again, the German neo-Nazis' blue-eyed boy. It's trite but so true: if you travel far enough towards one political extreme you'll eventually meet up with the opposite one. And it underscores my point about the strange company some people keep in the name of Christianity.
The fun starts tomorrow, if you're interested. If you're very lucky you'll find that, as in past years, musical relief from the heavy theoretical stuff is being provided by the SWP's pet Holocaust denier.
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