UKIP Leader Nick Tenconi can’t have long left as a street fascist. You could see it in his eyes and his body language as he and his heavily intoxicated gang of thugs were placed in police vans and rescued from their encirclement by Bristolian anti-fascists.
As expected, Tenconi’s number of supporters didn’t get past fifty. Whilst he can bank on the blind support (stupidity) of fellow fascists Dave Oldershaw, Sam Westlake and the growing number of far-right Youtube ‘auditors’ – who happily travel around the country with Tenconi to face defeat after defeat – clearly Bristol isn’t the place for Tenco to find the support he’s been so desperately searching for.
Staggered in
Well over four hundred anti-fascists turned out to see Nick off on what must be one of the final shows of his tour.
A hundreds-strong and clearly multicultural anti-fascist presence was seen in the streets hours before Tenconi’s beige platoon staggered in, milling around silently for an hour before the arrival of Tenconi, who was likely limiting his street time to avoid getting egged by locals, which seems to be becoming something of a tradition for him.
During this time, anti-fascists were in high spirits, chant after chant raining down on the already demoralised fascists from hundreds of Bristolian voices.
Police tactics were aggressive from the outset and anti-fascists were randomly snatched from the crowd whilst being struck with batons and pepper sprayed, with police dogs used in a very aggressive manner. Finally, mounted police made repeated charges into the crowd.
After Tenconi finally showed his face, militant anti-fascists broke off from the main counter-protest, using local knowledge to avoid police in side streets, and emerged on other sides of the square, completely surrounding Tenconi’s already diminishing band of followers, which included a sieg-heiling nazi one could only describe as a bald hobbit.
Deposited on the floor
Dave Oldershaw, clearly not expecting to be greeted by black bloc anti-fascists on his return from Greggs on ‘his’ side of square, tried to take the fight to the enemy, throwing stones before anti-fascists decided enough was enough and deposited him on the floor. Tragically, his Greggs sausage roll and can of Spa lager did not survive the descent.
Despite continued police aggression towards anti-fascists, Tenco and crew ended the day in total humiliation.
Utterly surrounded by an army of anti-fascists and a wall of noise, outnumbered 10 to 1, sunburned and looking like they were on a day out from a nursing home specifically for men with androgenic alopecia, Tenconi, Westlake and Oldershaw climbed into a police van to be evacuated as the various anti-fascist groups converged on the square in celebration.
Could this be the end for little Nick?
