I think we all know by now that Nick Folkes is a pretty weird dude. He spends his days agitating hate and violence against some of Australia’s most marginalised communities in effort to further his bankrupt political and public profile.
Since Camperdown, Nick has been a busy boy, organising rallies on the 27th and 30th of June. Nick has also been stepping up his street campaign, putting up placards, stickers and even graphiting stencils, which I thought was illegal? Seeing as they are proud, white, straight, Aussie, employed, tax-paying, law-abiding citizens and all.
Their efforts were such a success, their messages were literally jumping off the walls and into the hearts of free Aussies. Or onto the floor.Lol………
The person who coordinated Nick’s little night out is a idiot that goes by the name of Luther Morales. https://www.facebook.com/luther.morales.9?fref=ts
He can be spotted at most far right events in Halloween drag, mostly posing as the chief Spartan warrior. The only warrioring this clown seems to do is on the internet, hiding behind a computer screen when not a Halloween costume or police.
Another useless member of the group is a young far right extremist called Mitchell Kenneth.
(Pictured with Ralph Cerminara on far left and Victor Waterson shoving his fat gob on the right.)
When PfF were chased out of Belmore Park on the 27th of June, twice, and their members attempted to incite violence and assault anti fascists, the 6 foot something bodybuilder did not lift a finger, but hid behind the car in fear. This coward can be noticed at all PfF rallies acting as a sort of bovver boy for Folkes. DO NOT BE FOOLED by his physique and stature. He is more cowardly than the rest of their members who at least have tried to defend their pride in the past.
Sort of shit Mitch is into
(Freaks united on the 30th)
Last on the agenda item Ralph Cerminara. This guy is too good. Ralph attacked an anti fascist activist with a pole on the night of the 27th. After being pursued by his would be victim and a comrade awaiting in a shop, the ageing shoeless tubby fascist was quicker on his feet then suspected, sprinting through Marrickville into the hands of police. Ralph, the tough little guy, taunted anti fascists from behind his police escort home. Bravery and honour ain’t this guy’s strongest traits.
His (stolen) valour returned to him again days later, when he rocked up out the front of the Black Rose bookshop whilst it was closed. Ralph proceeded to rip down anti racist posters from the window, then crossed the road to set up a suspected impromptu UPF video, where he and his mates attempt to rip down anti fascist posters, most of the time without much success. Little to Ralph’s knowledge two volunteers had spotted him and crossed the road to confront him. In his usual quick form, he dived into his wife’s car and sped off into the sunset. We are wondering when this brave phantom racist will strike again in fits of terror.