It beats me how flying English or British flags can be deemed ‘far-right’ per se. There’s always been a blissfully ignorant irony adhering to the flag-shagging moniker being mercilessly tossed out by swivel-eyed Euro-loons, who themselves blunderbuss the horrendous gold and blue motif into their every output.

There are of course the usual suspects who do wave flags in an exclusionary manner, but it beggars belief why opponents don’t focus on the apparently robust arguments to rebuff the ideology itself.

Given that the far-right are purportedlly as thick as cat turd, it is always disappointing that rational and apparently well-educated chaps wobble their sedentary cheeks squarely into the trap of attacking the flag, which steers non-committed floaters into the arms of the headbangers.

Extremist terrorism works in precisely the same way. Surely, we’ve all educated ourselves not to blame Islam for Islamist interventions, and therefore to not alienate moderate Muslims and jab them down the road to radicalisation?

Probably, but many of these progressive political tyre-kickers are not blessed with the required nous to apply meaningful concepts to alternative scenarios. You know, all that critical thinking stuff.

They embrace emotion as a first resort, and in doing so they use whatever reach they have unwittingly to amplify the cause of their opponents.

Now we know why the Royal Family opts for the ‘never complain, never explain’ strategy. You just can’t tell the keyboard Leftwaffe, though. It’s always more about them.

Notwithstanding all this – and getting back to the essentials of the undercurrent in question – you can’t blame ordinary citizens for getting irked by what is unfolding in the UK right now.

Our woefully inept Government and local councils are presiding over an ever-rising cost of living, mindbending taxation, endless loot for Ukrainian drones, and the erosion of freedoms.

Meanwhile, we have an open-door policy for economic migrants who suck up freebie hospitality with limitless hotel beanos and a penchant for freewheeling social disorder.

If a few flags and some painted mini-roundabouts are piquing the collective bleeding-heart backbone, it’s perhaps because Starmer’s groupthink network of oppressive zealots can’t work out a way to easily get the protagonists banged up

What we’re now seeing is an extension to the removal of civil liberties, but that’s not the worst of it.

The real damage will be felt when Führage surfs the wave straight into Number 10.

History has told us repeatedly that this is how this type of revoution happens, but the social democrat commentariat are themselves too thick to see it.

For a moment, a few voluminous waves of deportation delight might make it feel worth it, but that won’t last. By that time, Keir Starmer will be back living on his old house, assuming of course that Ukrainian rentboys haven’t razed it to the ground for no reason whatsoever.

And we’ll be taking the lead from Nige.