Dear Mr David Irving
Apologes for the unsolicited approach. You may have heard of me – my name is Alek Yerbury – and I run the “National Rebirth Party”. As an ex-squaddie, I like to wear the old-style British Army sweater (the one with the patches C. 1980s). Anyway, long story short, I love your work and intend to run a symposium highlighting your contribution to legitimate right-wing history. This will cost you nothing and require nothing from you (we do not grift like Mark Collett from Patriotic Alternative). Of course, you may notice my more than ample chest in the photograph. Unfortunately, whilst fumbling around in the dark, I mistakenly swallowed a couple of my partner’s female hormone pills (“Kate” has to regularly take these since the “transition” – something I do not wish to discuss – other than to say I am not gay). I want to get all this off my chest (no pun intended) as I suspect you will experience a spike in book-sales in the very near future. We are thinking of holding the David Irving Symposium in Newton Abbott as virtually everyone there is White – even the hordes of Ukrainian migrants that have flooded the place. Thank goodness the Hong Kong rioters cannot yet read English maps – or we’d have to find a new venue!
Comradely Best Wishes
Alek Yerbury
National Rebirth Party
SANGHA KOMMUNE (SSR) 