If you were a Brisbane-based white supremacist, where would you hold your BBQ?

Would you hold it right across from a police station?

Or would you try and have a social gathering at a medieval fayre run by an Aboriginal?

These both sound like pretty dumb places for such a gathering, but that’s okay, cos the kids from Scumfront Downunder are pretty dumb (but not that pretty - weird, huh?).

Having burnt a few snags in the park across from the cop shop the time before (although it’s not clear whether they realise this geographical fact yet) the lads decided that they would watch some sword fighting (Klang! Kerang!) and other wholesome family fun for their August event.

Sadly! The troublemakers from Queensland anarcho crew B.A.S.T.A.R.D. thought that the folk running the fayre (United Swords) might not appreciate these paragons of light and good vibes rocking up, so they let them know.

Turns out the owner of United Swords, an indigenous Australian from Dainggetti country, actually didn’t want members of the KKK and Stormfront attending his event. United Swords informed security that they would be rocking up, as well as the authorities.

When the fash turned up, they were met by the police, who asked them if they had come for the Stormfront meeting.

A message to all law enforcement reading this: Please do this more often - it is very hilarious to watch them react to the news that their attendance was expected. Michael Kabanoff (Michael21) is being very staunch about the whole thing online.

We recall a similar posting on SF from one of the Vic boys after their BBQ was similarly visited by the authorities. To hear them tell it, the exchange went like this:

Police: Afternoon, future prisoners of the Jewish state, what’s going on here?
Stormfronters: There is nothing wrong with us preserving our race, and if you attempt to stop us we will fight you all the way!

When in reality it was more like this:

Police: Afternoon, lads, what’s going on here?
Stormfronters: Nothing, officer.

Followed by much worrying about how anyone had known who they were.

One cannot help but imagine that perhaps the Queenslanders are similarly exaggerating their staunch-i-tude.

Cheer up, lads! There’s nothing wrong with you that a spine and a bit of bottle wouldn’t fix!