Until recently, when I heard the term “Statue Defender” I immediately thought of these guys.
Sadly, in Fair Caledonia, it is also a new euphemism for a fascist in a public place.
The illness can also be found in the Imperial capital.
Tragically, it would appear that white Protestants just can’t catch a break in Scotland these days.
Of course, in the Volkstaat of their imagination, Ibrox is Herrenvolk central.
In fairness, some of these bloviating fascists talk a good game, and they add much to the ranks of the Waffle SS.
Yes, their stunts are comical, and the historical illiteracy that they reveal is excruciating.
However, it would be a grave error to discount the potential of this subculture.
The sad reality is that in Scotland, there is a sporting franchise that readily lends itself to a fascist message.
Moreover, there could be a time when such a subculture could be very useful to the Etonian tribe in Westminster.
At the moment Planet Fitba is squabbling over how the league ended.
Unfortunately, once lawyers are involved things rarely get better.
That might be a kind of law or something.
However, the long-standing cultural tumour within Scottish football is a brand built on xenophobia.
That it continues unchallenged because of the quiet acquiescence of the Fitba Fourth Estate is as shameful as the message itself.