So the battle for Dale Farm begins. Like some apocalyptic battle from the movies and on a film budget the bailiffs move in to rid the evil from the green belt.
Pretty much everyone has a side on this, there is no one sitting on the fence on this. Especially as they don't have planning permission to sit there.
And planning permission is the main point with all this, the travellers on the illegal site reckon that they are being persecuted, akin to Jews during the war. Failing to see the point that if they are decent law abiding citizens like they keep telling us they are they would not have built illegally in the first place. It also seems to be the case that these travellers are now like W.H. Smith's and have become stationers.
So for all their kind heartedness that the travellers proclaim, they are more than happy to live in a illegal building, and watch as eighteen million pound is spent at council tax payers expense. That is the way to get onside with the public ain't it. They are at this time their own worst enemies.
Then you have rent a mob who now apparently out number the illegal travellers on site. People that are apparently onside with all these, unless their neighbour was to start building some monster of a building in their back yard and then they might see what the travellers are doing in a different light.
However I am sure it will all end happily in the end with bits of body strewn across the farm and a military airstrike to end the battle.
In the meantime I think the builder who is erecting a ten floor block of flats in my garden to make me a bit of money wants another cup of tea, so I shall have to depart now.
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