I learnt early on in student politics that mastery of the rules of debate was crucial to any wider success. In the Labour Party, anyone wishing to win a procedural argument need only speak airily of Citrine to stand a good chance of carrying the day.
This isn't the case for the knuckle-dragging brethren in the BNP, where they do things rather differently. Here's the Guardian's account of a recent meeting;
Tensions between modernisers and hardliners boiled over on Monday when it emerged that about 50 councillors and organisers had resigned and declared themselves to be the "Real BNP". That was followed by showdown meetings between Griffin and the rebels. At one, in the Gun and Dog pub in Leeds on Tuesday, a witness described how the meeting descended into chaos when one of the rebels smashed a glass and threatened to attack Griffin supporter Mark Collett.
I keep a weather eye on the BNP website (showering afterwards, of course) and there seems every chance that the fascist movement will suffer a split mirroring their divisions in the late 1970's and early 80's. It couldn't happen to a nicer bunch of evil thugs, of course.