‘Get back to the 1930s, you f***ing fascists’ was one of the more printable insults screamed at the small group of Brexiteers holding a counter protest at the March for Europe on Saturday. Given the event was intended by the organisers to be a ‘huge celebration of peace, tolerance and diversity’, it’s a shame that no one had told some of those taking part.
Let me set the scene for you. The march started as predictably as could be imagined: a sea of blue-clothed, London-types, largely middling in both age and class. Banners, flags, balloons and dance music, pumped out by a bicycle-drawn loudspeaker, filled the air. But this feeling of goodwill didn’t last for long. A couple of hundred metres from Parliament Square there was a buzz of commotion. It was the counter protestors. No more than fifteen of them were lined up, with their presumed leader defiantly wielding a Union Jack and occasionally yelling into a megaphone.
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