Dear Cheerleaders against Islamist Extremism,

I know you go by other names but you know who you are.

The "electronic stalker" - paranoid and flailing around in his own wind at you - is claiming I am one of you or somehow pulling your strings. As if in some Byzantine black-ops plan to expose him as a silly, warped, bitter, poisonous, little Citizen Smith pawing over a sweat-stained computer keyboard in his council house attic.

You and I both know the idea is ludicrous. Also that the "electronic stalker" in no way depicts Citizen Smith (indeed the parallel is a cruel slight on Mr Smith and the BBC Comedy department and I will simply not be a party to it). In spite of my official warning the very same "electronic stalker" still contacts me both through intermediaries and directly now.

Nonetheless, please go public and point out to this Commie nutter and his sorry ilk that I am nowt to do with you, have never asked to join you and was never invited to join you. (Many thanks in prospect). 

I understand what common cheerleaders do and you lot seem very different. I appreciate that you are anti extreme Islamism and you particularly despise leftist quislings. Both are admirable stances and I take my hat off to you (especially your Muslim members) for thinking with such luminescence.

I also understand that you wish to wind up opponents (like me) of this Islamist-Leftist compact, which Britain has been lumped with, so that they "attack" with articles and exposés. 

Well, I assure you, my motivation existed well before I heard of your cheerleading group and, fascinatingly, the years are merely hardening my resolve. I don't need the encouragement nor do I depend on your assistance. Let's face it; there are enough invisible jinn and judicious voters out there to make these losers' lives a merry hell anyway without us needing to yoke our powers.

I would like to make a solemn point - that there is a big difference between cheerleading (by any definition of the term) and sending cheap threats to one's opponents. Cheerleading is fine - the latter is not.

Recently your group has been responsible for posting some juvenile posts on the website Twitter against some noxious leftist bloggers including the aforementioned "electronic stalker". Unless of course they did this to themselves, which wouldn't wholly surprise me since these Black-Reds live to be seen as victims and are particularly prone to sock-puppeting anyway (presumably so as to give the impression to themselves that they have friends?).

If this was you, why stoop to their underdeveloped level? These tweets might be taken as threats. Maybe you meant them as threats? Maybe an errant cheerleader needs putting back into line? Maybe you have a pom-pom bearing mole in your midst? I am sure you have it within yourselves to be more mature in your targeting and rattle your declared enemies in more intelligent ways?

The fact is that the far lefties in Britain dig their own graves these days. They have done for quite some time - even those few commie Vegemiters Britain has had to import for one cruel twist of fate or another. These people always trip over their cagoule toggles in the end - always end up flat on their faces without you needing to threaten them.

Let them chase their own tails and soil their grubby, little lives with their intermittent rants and protests without threatening them - that is what they do and what, in a liberal democracy like Britain, they are free to do. Remember what these pencil-neck Bolsheviks are really there for - to remind the rest of us how lucky we are.

I'll write a piece in a couple of days on quite how cheerless these people are just to remind those who'd completely forgotten about them (basically the entire British population who rightly pay more attention to that celebration of capitalism Dragon's Den these days than the Bolsheviks amongst us). Please heed my advice - let them stew in their own acid. They are not worth noticing, really. No-one bothers answering to them these days. It is also worth remembering - since you seem so intent on point-scoring against them - that ignoring them drives them up the wall.

As you may know, I have now written to your member "Princess Calamity" privately saying please stop sending these silly messages to your opponents. (It is the only email I have for you that doesn't seem to bounce). Now I am saying it publicly. For one, these posts give these paranoid morons a chance to smear their own opponents - they genuinely wish to stifle exposés and genuine evidence about their sordid arrangements - and it also makes you guys and girls look bad, thus eroding your usefulness.

I do hope that you listen to me. After all I am asking you in peace - I have removed your worms and other viruses from my computers and not reported you. Do me this one favour in return?

I have admired some of your work in the past - catching that wingnut Bukhari in one of his piques of violent anti-Semitism, your tip-offs on extremists, having the wit to have capture that recording off Jenvey. All impressive work. Priceless even.

But at times I have found your attacks misdirected and pointless - the hacking, the recent tweeting (if that was you) and that nonsense involving interviews. I suggest you set up a strategy council for your wiser cheerleader members and get the message out to your younger, more imprudent members to not let the side down? Best not to post, text or email when inebriated?

If you really want to knobble extreme Islamists and their leftie friends then keep digging up useful and waterproofed evidence on them. Pass it to the authorities, preferably anonymously. If necessary the media will expose these quislings for who they are - the invertebrate supporters and glorifiers (at least silent appeasers) of 7/7, 911, Bali and Madrid.

Let's knobble the Black Red Alliance once and for all, but without stooping to their level. Let's stop the cheques coming from Naseem, the Iranians and other meddlers to pay for the far lefties' spluttering perennial revolution. Let's keep rumbling their enclaves in schools, universities and local governments. Their days are numbered - don't prolong their shelf-life at Lidl by giving them ammunition to throw back at the forces already far outnumbering and out-debating them. Use your feet on the ground to investigate not infuriate, to illuminate rather than cast a shadow.

Yes, these people are a disgrace to Britain but expose these quislings legitimately, not by using cheap threats. (You've already sent one Islamist scurrying to Dubai by exposing him. With the blue dawn approaching I assure you many of their leftie friends will be running for the bus to Abkhazia.)

OK?

I hope this message lands home and that one of you passes it to the whole Cheerleading group here and abroad. Now is definitely the time to put these lefties "back in their boxes" and expose the hell out of extreme Islamism in Britain but don't make the mistake of an EDL. Don't step over the line.

Having said all that, I have to confess it has been a pleasure watching the self-destruction of the "electronic stalker" online. Many have told me recently what bliss it has been seeing him getting a taste of his own medicine and how curious it has been to see his own hand on the medicine spoon entering his toxic gob. His many victims are breathing a sigh of relief - some are ecstatic. They can turn their computers on in the morning and guess what? No Australian Candy man.  

It's win, win if your aim is to dent this dribbling stalker further. Think about it! If one's silent he thinks silence is sinister. If one speaks or writes he sees a menace in every word: "Bloody oath! My enemy used the word desperation to describe me and he knew, he knew, he knew - squeam, squeam - that's an anagram for a-rope-ends-it".  One can sit on one's hands and bite one's lip and you can be guaranteed daily this plonker will let his side down.

Let him and his friends make their own films - their cinema is empty - the lawyers will sweep it up soon anyway. The "electronic stalker" has admitted people think he's madcap and his reputation "will take years to recover from". (Try a lifetime). He's already got far worse enemies sitting on his back than you.

Bileland's place in the dustbin of virtual history is sealed. The bully who met his comeuppance. He's a pioneer - he has shown that there is such a thing as virtual karma and, like Earl, he's feeling every poisonous jab he ever delivered hit him round the bonse like a boomerang right now. It's none of our faults that he squeams and flails - that would be his doctor's and the lack of legislation in Britain to stop poison-penners like him from dishing their bile online in the first place.

Focus more on the Islamist extremists. These fanatic lefties are only followed by one man and his weasel. Without them dodgy anorak factories everywhere would be turning yet more people out into the streets unemployed.  

Heed my lesson. Please. Use your words more carefully - or not at all - & behave!

All the best,

Dom Wightman

Dominic Wightman is the Editor of the Westminster Journal.

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