The other day I was in a rendezvous with some antifa from a small village and they were reporting on how one of the nazi groups sank their roots in the place, over the past five years or so. And it made me really scared. Not of the nazis, I'm not afraid of them, I'm not afraid of fighting them. I was afraid of their garden. That they have a garden.
After a lot of judicial disputes they bought a house, so they can't be easily evicted. They built a big communal garden, and they offer crafts and fighting classes for the youth, a direction for young men (be healthy, take charge of your life, be a fighter, fight for your fatherland), they run a festival… They're a part of the village now, you see them all the time, visible, unafraid of being identifiable, their indoctrinated children are in your children's classrooms, they're next to you on the football game.
We were talking about mobilising local resistance and they said that they tried, there's been (of course) demos, but locals are wary of building anything because of escalating threats and violence, in one memorable occasion they knocked on the house of a politician, talked to their children and left the child with a package with a death threat.
I.e. the nazis are doing all the things I wish we were doing.