The Not-so-flying Dutchman

We don’t have to spend much time talking about Geert Wilders. He is already an experienced self-publicist.

Geert Wilders as a child

Geert Wilders as a child

He is also coming to Australia at the invitation of the shadowy mini group the Q Society. Among the activities of the Q Society was an apparently failed attempt to bully a suburban council in Melbourne who were allowing Muslims to use a Council-owned community centre for prayers.

Anyway here’s a brief bio for those interested in international Fascism’s latest pin-up boy.

We prefer slackbastard’s take.

And a Dutch fan has actually crafted a glamour shot.

Meanwhile, supporters of Geert in Australia were somewhat taken aback when the proposed Sydney venue for the fash fest pulled out, obviously having second thoughts at the low quality of the expected participants.

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Well fan boys, there’s always Nicky’s pied-à-terre in Rozelle, which seems to be the regular venue of choice in Sydney for the far right to celebrate its irrelevance. Especially with someone as charismatic as their Geertjie.

The charisma of Geert Wilders

The charisma of Geert Wilders

Friends of Geert get together at a US hate fest

Q Society’s Perth-based den mother Debbie Robinson with US nut Pamela Geller and “Robert Spencer” mauling our flag

Meanwhile Australia’s own pet Eurofash Welf Herfurth pulls out.

When not running a paintball business Welf can be found with a fistful of yoof called the National Anarchist Movement – best known for contradicting itself in the first two words of its name. Nice to see Welf wants to protect his lads from “teh_Zionists”.

UPDATE

Looks like it isn’t just the other fash who are keeping Geertje at arm’s length.

Fake soldat Sargent KoranFlusher is devastated by the refusal of those beastly function centres to play host to a foreign fringe politician and his fan club of kooks, haters and wacko conspiracy theorists patriots, as reported by Farts of Jihad’s Werner Reimann.

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Oh dearie me, when you are Geert Wilders having the dates doesn’t stop the desperation