Much of Alex Seymour's video consists of the trials and tribulations of trying to hoist Israel-demonising placards on a squally day, with hotel security personnel interfering in the grand design.
(No wonder Alex resorts to a musical soundtrack for much of the video, but of course it's not Bach or Beethoven or the Dionne Warwick or the Rolling Stones which fills the void.)
I guess the true amusement in watching this footage is to be had by guesstimating just how many Israel-haters showed up. There's the ubiquitous ranter-in-chief, of course, chomping at the bit to get started (which she eventually dies at approximately 10:15), there's that ever-present spear carrier, or rather placard carrier, the plummy-voiced woman with long grey hair who's prone to hop onto Tube trains to spew anti-Israel venom in the form of "poetry", there's the bloke who accompanies her on such capers, there's an Irish bloke (Sean Clinton, I think), and there's Alex behind the camera. How many's that, then? Did they get a quorum?
Of course, those being ranted at are ensconced inside the hotel, and, very wisely, most people on the tape besides the hardcore anti-Israel fanatics are cops, security personnel, or bemused passers-by giving the rally a wide berth.