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Over a week ago I wrote a review of the first episode of the “exciting” new reality show All-American Muslim. Who could’ve thought that the reality would offer an even better script?
The news introduced us to the story of a non-Muslim male nurse, who worked at a clinic in Dearborn, America’s favourite Muslim ghetto, where all the characters of the show live. John Benitez Jr. worked at a tax-payer-funded clinic (note – it wasn’t private).
In the beginning he was ordered by a female supervisor not to treat Muslim women, because they were not supposed to be touched by men under any circumstances. John complied with the demand until November 2010, but, as it often happens, another boss, this time a doctor, told him to treat Muslim women just like any other patients. I suppose the clinic was cash-strapped and the staff had to work more (several months later the clinic was shut down due to the lack of funds).
John survived only one month following the new order – he was soon fired for disrespecting the religious beliefs of the Muslim patients. Now he is suing the city for sex discrimination – since the clinic is gone, the city should be on the hook for any money owed to him.
Isn’t this swell? The All-American Muslims have become so American that they now control even the public hospitals. Don’t even think of confronting them!
The creeping invasion of the barbaric Muslim cult continues without meeting any resistance. How soon would it be before the Islamic demands force other clinics to operate in the same way? How much more should the taxpayers pay to ensure that there is always a sufficient number of male and female medics? The welfare Muslims don’t care about that, for they are the new masters whom the tax-paying kaffirs must serve.
If it’s any consolation to my American friends, the things in Canada are much worse. With our official policy of multiculturalism, which ensures that every savage, who shows up at the border is treated like a celebrity, our medical system is even worse.
Hospitals in Toronto have been working with imams to ensure that only personnel from the appropriate sex handle the bodies of the dead Muslims. Since the dead can’t complain, I haven’t heard of any cases of fired hospital employees.
Last year in the Kingston hospital (yes, the same Kingston where the quadruple “honour” killing took place) we witnessed one of the most appalling cases of accommodation of the Muslim barbarism. Two women, a Christian and a Muslim, were recovering in the same room after giving birth.
The Muslim woman complained that she can’t have non-Muslims in the same room when breastfeeding. To comply with the demands of our new masters, the hospital management came up with a brilliant solution – they moved the Christian woman (who was barely able to move after a C-section birth) to another room. But that’s not all – they CHARGED her for using a separate room, although they moved her there by force. In the end, the family was charged an extra $700 and refused to consider forgiving the charge.
So here we have it – stealing money from Canadians to make a psychotic Muslima happy. Don’t you think that it would make a great episode on the Little Mosque on the Prairie? They can even throw in a Muslim conversion in the end…
You never hear the “moderate” Muslims complain from cases like these. Why should they? Each one of them is a little step toward establishing complete domination over North America. And who cares about the opinions of the kaffirs anyway?
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
Last Wednesday morning the stinky bums from the Occupy Toronto movement were finally kicked out of St. James Park. Yet in a way that wasn’t a joyful event – looking at the park, you can’t help but notice the devastation they brought to the place.
Like a group of devoted communists forced to retreat, they used the “scorched land” tactics. They turned the once beautiful park into a mud-covered field with the delicate stench of urine still floating in the air.
Over a month ago, the day the occupation started, the leftist press was cheering the “great” cause. Here is one of the clean fellas, who showed up that day, bringing in the noble message: “STOP KILLING OUR ENVIRONMENT FOR $$$” (notice the lush grass):
Most of those who started, quickly moved away, but the bums, who finished the occupation killed the St. James Park environment for free. That’s not exactly true, CUPE and other unions financed them, so there was some union $$$ involved in the destruction. Here is how the park looked on Wednesday afternoon when the tents were gone:
I don’t know about you, but can you entrust the “saving of the planet” to a bunch of pathetic losers, who are neither willing nor able to protect even one park?
The eviction started early in the morning and some of the media reported that it was going on in a civilized way. Judy Rebick, one of the ideologists of those Marxist loons, showed up there and was caught on tape discussing the eviction (h/t BCF):
You can’t get more pathetic. She talks about a gazebo and a yurt as a centre of resistance, yet she sounds like Trotsky discussing the battle of Tsaritsyn (the future Stalingrad). Make no mistake, if given enough power, people like her would really turn as violent as Trotsky.
By the time I went to the park in the afternoon, all of the tents were gone. Some TV stations already reported about the needles and syringes found in the areas where the tents once stood. It wasn’t a surprise – you should’ve been blind not to notice that so many of those occupiers were junkies and drunks.
However, following the brilliant strategic advice of Judy the war theorist, the few remaining junkies still held the gazebo and one of the yurts. There were probably around 200 police officers still dealing with the situation. The unionized city workers were collecting the piles of garbage left by the bums.
The gazebo was occupied by the mindless drummers, who kept drumming, while surrounded by a police cordon:
The last remaining yurt’s defence was placed in the hands of the anarchists of the Black Bloc, the elite force of the occupiers. Since in this situation the Bloc couldn’t apply its usual tactics – breaking windows, beating up people and burning cars – they had to be satisfied with a more modest resistance. They put some incoherent idiot with a black flag at the top of a wooden scaffold. The guy was probably high or drunk, because he lost his balance a few times.
A few of the scary “Mohawk Warriors” were still there. They didn’t have the protection provided to them in Caledonia (where they can beat up elderly people), so all that they could do here was to wander around aimlessly:
And of course, Big Sister was there as well (I wonder what she had in that container):
Some of the remaining junk piled near the border made the place look like a first-class Romanian gypsy camp:
After long contemplation, the police finally decided to act. First, they went to the gazebo, escorting the city garbage collectors, who were supposed to clear the area.
The drumming psychopaths did nothing to stop them. I think they were too intoxicated to notice the invasion. Otherwise, it would have made for a great PR spectacle: “O City workers! We fought for you! Why do you destroy our sanctuary?”
But nothing like that happened. It was funny to watch the unionized workers rip the Ontario Federation of Labour sign from the gazebo:
After everything was said and done, the gazebo came back to its (almost) original, with a very few nuts remaining inside:
At approximately the same time, the rest of the police force prepared to deal with the scary anarchists:
After warning the junkies, who didn’t want to leave the yurt, the police went in and arrested them one by one. They even had to carry one of them, because he didn’t want to walk. Here is an anarchist being arrested:
The yurt was slowly emptied among the screams and squeals of the remaining nuts. However, when the police van tried to leave the park, Alinsky’s disciples quickly regrouped and formed a wall in front of it:
All of them were there – the Ice Queen, the punk, the weird priest, the Indian who screamed that kicking them from the park was the same as stealing his land, etc.:
At certain point, one of the hardcore junkies climbed a tree (breaking quite a few twigs in the process) and started yelling and screaming to make his point, while hanging upside down. I have no idea how he survived:
Two other guys followed him up the tree. In the end the things got so heated that another idiot had to be arrested:
Finally, the police cleared the way and the van was able to leave:
While all that was going on, a large crowd of bystanders were watching and talking. Being one of them, I shared my opinion with a guy next to me about what a waste of time and money the whole thing was. I was unexpectedly attacked by a girl with purple hair, heavy makeup, fishnet stockings and cheap jewellery, who screamed at me that I was a total asshole, who has no idea how important the protest is. Making a mental note not to provoke in person mentally ill people (whose fashion accessories are made in the People’s Republic of China), I retreated toward the street following the van.
As soon as the van reached Adelaide Street, it was faced with another wall of anarchist junkies:
This blocked completely the traffic of Jarvis and Adelaide for the next several hours. (For the people who don’t know anything about Toronto, the traffic there is usually heavy.) I am not sure if the next move of the police was planned, but they opened the van and released the arrested idiots:
Of course, they issued tickets and photographed them, but I still don’t know why they let them go. That was taken as a huge victory. One of the protesters present kept yelling at the police: “Thank you, officers for f****** me in the ass!” (even though, to the best of my knowledge, no such activity took place). It’s unbelievable how much verbal abuse are the police supposed to take without saying or doing anything.
Meanwhile, back in the park, the city workers were removing the last remains of the yurt, with the police officers standing nearby and taking all the insults from the remaining idiots.
After the circus finished, while walking back to the subway station, I kept pondering the question, which Jerry Springer always asks in the end of his show: “What did we learn today?” Yes, it was a legitimate question, considering the fact, that everything that happened during the occupation was worthy of the Jerry Springer show.
Here is what we learned: we live in a democracy, which is strong enough to allow a gang of parasites, who have never worked or can’t find jobs because of their useless degrees, congregate in a public park without clear demands, other than the vague desire to destroy the current system, live there for over a month demanding (and receiving) vegan and gluten-free food, bananas, kiwis and oranges, and smoke or inject all the dugs they want.
Is this good or bad? Well, if you think that hundreds of police officers worked overtime for over a month to protect those idiots; that the unions spent hundreds of thousands of dollars stolen from the dues paid by their members to feed the junkies; that the park was destroyed and it would take months of work by union workers and hundreds of thousands of dollars to restore it, it looks like the unions were the only entities that benefited from that show.
And of course the bums got free food and drugs for a month…
And who was the loser? The taxpayer, of course… But that’s nothing new. In Ontario the taxpayers always lose…
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
Recently Sun TV ran an ad of The Canadian Christian College, which expressed concern about the sex-education curriculum proposed by McGuinty’s government. There was nothing wrong with the ad, it simply articulated the thoughts that many parents had, but were never allowed to voice.
It turns out that the homosexual elite don’t like it when their agenda is questioned. A Toronto high school teacher named Michael Erickson started a petition to silence the news channel. The only useful thing he has done before was to run as a candidate for the NDP in the last federal election – since that was in Michael Ignatieff’s riding, Erickson split the lefty vote and helped defeat Ignatieff.
Brian Lilley covered the issue last night. Here the video of that segment:
As you can see, the homosexual activist wants nothing short of establishing full control over the channel. Everything comes from the PC fascists’ “book” of total control – punishment and firing of employees; moratorium on Christian ads; stealing the ad revenue and giving it to tranny organizations; free ads for those charities and groups. The whole thing resembles the Muslim attack on Maclean’s Magazine, where one of the demands was to get a whole issue of the magazine to promote their propaganda.
Bullying is the pet peeve of the gay activists. They see bullying even where it doesn’t exist in order to expand their presence, like in the case of the homosexual clubs forced on Catholic schools.
All that is presented as a struggle for gay rights. The problem is that the rights have been achieved long time ago, now the struggle is for dominance. They want to tell us what we are allowed to think, say, write or publish. If anyone criticizes the homosexual totalitarianism, the punishments are severe.
An individual would be subjected to the wrath of the human rights commissions, which will happily destroy his or her life. A TV station will be dragged to the Canadian Broadcast Standards Council, an organization, which holds secret hearings and has the power to shut down broadcasters. How does that differ from the medieval Inquisition?
Because of that, we, the taxpayers, are forced to finance every year a parade, where repulsive naked perverts expose themselves, and clueless lefties freely flaunt their anti-Semitism. Apparently, the moral standards of our society don’t apply to gays, as the recent disgraceful case at Tim Hortons showed.
In the petition, Erickson mentions several times “trans, transsexual, transgendered, two-spirited or intersex people”.
Obviously, the gays are not happy that the 10% myth was busted, so they try to get in their camp every strange mental condition.
What are all those terms supposed to mean? Are we now expected to make every mental illness a protected group?
I don’t have problem with homosexuality – people could be attracted sexually to whomever or whatever they want (as long as they are consenting adults, stay away from children and don’t try to force their lifestyle on the society at large).
However, to take seriously some unfortunate guy, who thinks he is a woman, is way over the top. You can’t overcome biology through wishful thinking, no matter what the self-help literature tells you. Cutting off the penis doesn’t affect the deep biological differences between sexes.
Such people need psychiatric help. Instead, the homosexual elites are imposing on us pseudo-scientific concepts, which have no basis in reality or common sense.
And those, who don’t accept that madness as gospel, are persecuted. In the case of Sun Media, the homosexuals are harassing the companies, which advertize with them.
Of course, those professional activists are not crazy at all – the bullying is part of their money-making strategies. If they scare enough people, all the useless organizations, which they control, would get more money – higher fines imposed on the victims of the human rights commissions; more generous grants from the all levels of the government; fat consulting fees for helping corrupt schoolchildren’s minds, and so on, and so on.
Hey, Canada, isn’t it time you woke up from your slumber?
… Now, where do I report for my sensitivity training?
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
It was a rocky week for the occupiers of St. James Park. After the eviction notice issued by the city was challenged in court last week, on Monday Judge Brown finally made his decision to get rid of the squatters.
During that week, the forces, which tried very hard to present the movement they created as a spontaneous club of rainbow-loving hippies, dropped the charade and got more involved. Yes, we knew all along that the unions and the powerful lefty elites were behind it, but it was nice to see them admitting it.
Tuesday last week, after the eviction notices were issued, the notorious CUPE stated its intention to fight the removal. In a tweet they said:
Then the very, very scary group of the hacking misfits, Anonymous, threatened the City Hall:
We are still waiting for their devastating wrath…
The dyke city councillor Kristyn Wong-Tam also released her own brand of wrath. (Hey, Barbara Hall, am I allowed to use the word “dyke”? I guess I can, if the lesbians are using it).
Then she tried to shame the city government (of which she is supposedly a part):
She even enlisted in her campaign the wisdom of the masses:
While that campaign was underway, representatives of the trade unions requested a court intervention to stop the eviction. I visited the place on Monday afternoon, after the eviction order was upheld. The mainstream media, sensing the coming crackdown, had already sent their vultures to cover it:
Other than the usual psychotic atmosphere, you could feel creeping desperation – the squatters were frantically trying to make themselves look better.
I saw them display a quote from the Criminal Code, which deals with interruption of peaceful gathering with religious or benevolent purpose:
It was a funny sight when you consider how those people rejected the judicial system of the “capitalist state” and ignored the many laws they violated while occupying the park. But hey, that’s Lenin’s way – exploit the weaknesses of the “bourgeois democracy” until you destroy it.
Under the threat of eviction, they miraculously turned to Christianity. During my previous visits, the only references to religion were the Friday Muslim prayers and the Muslim propaganda stand. But now – lo and behold – the occupiers had chaplains, although all of them were lesbians from the United Church. That trick is easy to figure out, because in case of eviction the occupiers considered taking refuge at the nearby St. James Cathedral.
Here is one of them preaching in full attire, even with the homosexual rainbow included:
Next to her is that weird guy, who appeared in Ezra Levant’s first field report from the park. That’s a microphone taped with duct tape to his hand (he must be some kind of an Alinsky cyborg). During the sermon he fell into ecstasy, which was not shared by the people around:
At the steps of the cathedral I saw another smiley lesbian chaplain, with a woman-minister standing next to her:
It was nice to see with them the jolly tranny, who impressed me with his/her dancing the first day. Something was missing in him/her under those man’s clothes.
Thinking of that religious conversion, I wondered how it complied with the atheist beliefs of the several communist parties, which camped in the park. Even the anarchists from Black Bloc displayed their contempt for religion at their little shop (“NO GODS, NO MASTERS”):
On the other hand, I don’t know how that big demand could co-exist with the little sign they displayed as well: “Please DON’T HURT THE YURTS”
Such a pansy-type statement was sure to hurt their image. Anyway, there were some signs that doomsday was coming. I saw a few people taking out stuff from the yurt near the kitchen:
Other tents were fully removed, but the garbage and filth they contained was still haunting the park:
Of course, nothing could beat the horrible smell from the kitchen trash that probably hasn’t been taken out for many days:
It was a pleasant surprise to see the same weird people all over again. Here is Mr. Dirty Pants, whom I have been following from the beginning (you can see him in my previous posts):
He wears the same pants, jacket and shirt he did on October 15 (the day they occupied the park). I don’t even want to think about his underwear. (Hey, HRC, is it discrimination to say somebody’s wearing dirty clothes?)
Then I saw the scary ghost of the lesbian future:
It was nicely complemented by the crazy preacher at the top of a tree:
And how can you miss the annoying drummers, one of the main reasons why the occupying idiots are hated so much:
An occupation won’t be complete without the Indians and their sacred fire. It was definitely there. The week before, the furious occupiers complained about the city’s disapproval of the fire. They tweeted that the Fire Marshall had no problem with it:
If what they say is true, we are totally screwed – obviously there is a separate law for Indian fire. If I start a fire in a public park, I’ll be arrested, fingerprinted, and fined.
I approached the tent with the sacred fire trying to see what was going on and take a picture. The problem was that there were two girls, who stared at me and followed every one of my moves. (It didn’t help that I was coming from a luncheon lecture of the Canadian Ambassador to Japan Jonathan Fried and probably was seen as an overdressed representative of the 1%). As soon as I took out my iPhone to take a picture, both of them chased me screaming: “It’s a first nation sacred fire, no pictures, no pictures!” which was followed by a string of words I can’t repeat here.
As I was escaping their fury, I spotted Brian Lilley from SUN TV.
His gloomy appearance didn’t show much of excitement for being among the young people, who are the future of our nation. And I don’t blame him, when you go through the pictures above, you know why he may feel like that. My consolation was that his cameraman was shouted at as well by the two Indian girls when he passed the sacred fire.
The restraint the officers showed was amazing (I don’t know if their hijab squad would’ve been able to deal with those insults).
To demonstrate their complete contempt for authorities, the occupiers decided to burn the eviction notices, which the city served them earlier, in front of the police:
That was really sad to watch. They obviously thought they were reliving the times of Jerry Rubin and Abby Hoffman, when the hippies used to burn their draft cards. But as their idol Karl Marx said once, history repeats itself first as tragedy, second as farce. The 1960’s hippies, whom those losers emulate, had a good reason to avoid draft – it could’ve killed them. The 2011 occupiers just wanted to stay in the park doing nothing, drinking, getting high, and eating at union expense.
We live in a sad world…
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
The NDP MPs are a fascinating bunch. They provide a never-ending supply of comedy material. From the ignorant youngsters, who got elected in Quebec, through Libby Davies, the Vancouver junkie queen and terrorist admirer, to Olivia Chow, the only federal politician to march with the Occupy Toronto numbnuts – Canada’s top socialists never fail to deliver.
When Whorehouse Jack was still alive, he was able to create some semblance of order, but since his death, the NDP menagerie has been let to roam free and freely embarrass itself.
Last week another top NDP guy joined the circus. The Manitoba MP Pat Martin sent the following tweet, expressing his opinion about the budget discussion:
You can read the text in the picture, if I quote it here, I risk turning this post into a family-unfriendly article.
It looks like Pat is a man’s man (or wants to play one) – they say he was a carpenter in his previous life. Maybe his tough language was supposed to impress the native gangs, which infest downtown Winnipeg (although I am not sure if they follow Twitter).
After the tweet gained a wide attention, it was interesting to watch the reactions of the NDP leadership and its supporters. They did their best to whitewash his foul language by stating that he expressed noble anger over wrong policies. Many praised him for articulating the opinions that oppose Harper.
It is strange to hear that from a political party, whose main business is inventing more and more special groups, which should not be offended under any circumstances – militant Muslims, homosexuals, trannies, vegan worshippers, you name it… Didn’t Martin read Jack’s fake testament, where it was stated that love is better than hate? That apparently doesn’t apply to NDP members.
For the sake of juxtaposition, image for a moment that Stephen Harper wrote something remotely similar to Martin’s tweet. He would’ve been dragged through the mud by the whole army of dippers, Liberals, trannies and “progressive” academics. However, when a “progressive” parliamentarian swears like a drunken sailor, they feel empathy and express understanding.
And here is a note about the cause of Pat Martin’s grievances. In Canada we have elections – when a party wins the trust of the voters and has a majority, they can close the debate, since NDP’s endless bickering doesn’t contribute anything. When the Liberals had the majority, the NDP had no problem with similar situations.
In the last Parliament, NDP practically controlled what laws the Conservatives would or would not accept. However, Whorehouse Jack and his not very bright wife decided to follow the delusional Count Ignatieff in his attempt to topple Harper. In such a situation you obviously need a program, which would attract enough voters, but all that Jack and Olivia had in store were the old and tired pie-in-the-sky promises. Was it any wonder that they lost? And their “victory” by default in Quebec just showed that the voters hated the Bloc more than the NDP.
Shouldn’t Pat Martin direct his anger against the party leadership, which put him in such a powerless position? He would never do it, socialists have never been interested in truth.
Another tweet of Pat Martin that went unnoticed was a reply to a guy who had problems with VISA:
I suppose the bastards are the people from VISA. I simply don’t get that: you have a credit card for 20 years, which you keep in great standing, making all the regular payments on time. Then one day you miss a payment and they right away raise your interest rate by 5% and drop your credit limit from $30,000 to $6,000.
Where did he get a credit card with such terms? From the bank of Zimbabwe?
The NDP guys truly live in a different dimension…
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
After months of heavy promotion in TV commercials and magazine ads, The Learning Channel aired yesterday the first episode of its new show All-American Muslim. All the pitches promised that it would be a “groundbreaking” experience, which will change the perception of the Muslims in the USA.
It is nice to see that Islam has its own reality show in the TV world. It’s a real honour to join the row of the distinguished reality shows: the airheads Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie (Simple Life); the even emptier airheads, the Kardashians; the disturbing misfits Jon and Kate and their eight unfortunate children (Jon, Kate and Eight); the Octomom; the polygamous Mormons (Sister Wives), and the numerous shows about deprived and dissatisfied housewives.
Why not? That should mean that the Muslims are becoming a cool part of the TV insanity.
The show follows the lives of a few Muslim families in America’s favourite Muslim ghetto – Dearborn, Michigan. The introductory sequence shows us some of those people in their natural habitat – we see girls with hijabs, women whose faces are covered and even a gargoyle in a full burka roller-skating in the street. How American!
It’s important to note that the majority of the families featured are Lebanese. Due to the complex ethnicity of Lebanon, Muslims had to live there showing some respect to the other religions. That probably made them more susceptible to accepting the show producers’ agenda, as opposed to the Muslims from more barbaric countries like Saudi Arabia and Afghanistan. But even with Lebanese Muslims that agenda failed miserably.
In the beginning we are gradually introduced to the people we will be following. First we have Shadia and Jeff. They met online and love each other.
Shadia is Lebanese who comes from a pious Muslim family. Her mother and sisters wear hijabs, while she looks like a cheap Kentucky hooker. True, she has a full set of teeth, but her hideous makeup, the outfits she wears, the tacky necklaces and huge tattoos on her back and her hip don’t create the impression of a pious Muslim. Her father obviously doesn’t like her style and she might be a few short months from getting the short end of his wrath stick. As they say on the dating sites, she has “a few extra pounds” (way, way extra), but Jeff called her “gorgeous” when he first contacted her.
That is very revealing about what kind of a man Jeff is. He’s an Irish-American (I hate that hyphenated term, but that’s how he defines himself). He has the strange and bewildered look of a guy who is afraid of being politically incorrect and probably hasn’t got laid in years. Such guys would cling to the first woman who shows any interest in them regardless of her character.
Then we are introduced to Nina. She is the same “rebellious” type like Shadia, but with much better taste – doesn’t even look like a Muslim with her good makeup, short skirt, and bleached hair (and I should add her huge breasts, which she didn’t hide too much). She admits her looks give her quite a few unsavoury looks in her town. Nina is employed as real estate agent.
We are brought to a meeting with her business partner, a Lebanese guy, in a café. She tells him that she wants to open and manage a club. The partner is one of the typical angry Muslims, who don’t know what they are angry about. He flatly tells her that her idea is dumb and her family won’t approve it.
From his reaction you get the impression that she is willing to open a strip club with rooms for hookers upstairs. Later she talks alone to the camera and we learn that she wants to open a simple bar. Of course, in Dearborn that is as bad as a hooker joint. How American!
Next the producers bring us the Football Coach. I missed his name and I am glad I did. He lives in a large house with his wife and his daughters. He has a high pitched voice and is a VERY devout Muslim. He says that he loves Islam more than anything else and then comes his family.
All of his young daughters wear hijabs. He states that girls should wear hijabs since the age of 9. One of his daughters says that after she started wearing it, everybody told her how pretty she looked. Judging from her looks, I would consider the burka a more appropriate outfit.
The coach is proud about how he accommodates Islam in his football practice. During the Ramadan, he asked his players to practice all night, after the daily fast. I wonder if this is the team that forced its non-Muslim players to play all night along with the Muslim fanatics (that was in the news). How American!
The action is frequently interrupted by a conversation of several Muslims in a room sitting on two couches. A woman in hijab says that she is like everybody else – she shampoos and perms her hair, dyes it, and highlights it, the only difference is that nobody sees that. I get the feeling that we are in an insane asylum.
For the rest of the episode, the producers are dealing with Jeff and Shadia. They want to get married, obviously that’s the last chance for both of them. However, her father and brother explain in a sombre tone that it won’t work unless Jeff converts to Islam. Jeff is a Roman Catholic by the way. They explain further that it is possible for a Muslim man to marry a non-Muslim woman, but the opposite is impossible. How American!
In the typical fashion of a chump who is afraid that no other woman would have sex with him in the future, he is desperate to keep Shadia, so he is willing to convert.
When he tells his mother, she looks devastated, but decides he can do it, if it makes him happy. Apparently getting rid of her dimwitted son is more important.
Then we are treated to a talk between Jeff and his future father-in-law, who explains the conversion process. You just need to say out loud one sentence, which he has written on a piece of paper. Jeff tries to read it with some difficulties, but that’s not the real conversion (it is scheduled in a few days). The old man doesn’t forget to warn his future son-in-law that Muslims believe in total submission to their god and the same is expected from him. Jeff looks at him like a bewildered idiot, but doesn’t say anything. How American!
Fast forward to the conversion day. It takes place at Shadia parents’ home. Everybody is in the living room, except Jeff and her brother, who are in another room getting prepared. When they come out, the brother says that they discussed the issue and decided to convert to Judaism. Apparently, that is supposed to be a joke, because everybody laughs. Then the brother asks everybody to calm down – Jeff would be converting to Islam. Jeff reads out loud the sentence, this time with fewer mistakes, and he becomes a Muslim. He is fascinated how easy it is. By the way, his mother is also there covered with a hijab.
The next day is the wedding ceremony, also at their home. When the imam shows up, we see that he is a shia Muslim. That also takes only a few minutes. Shadia temporarily sacrifices her hooker looks for a long black dress with hijab. Later, at the party, she wears a low-cut white wedding dress, so we all can enjoy the large tattoos on her back.
Jeff’s Irish relatives (and he has quite a few of them) attend the party. The main drawback is that no alcohol is served in compliance with the sharia law. For a bunch of Irishmen such a wedding party is considered cruel and unusual punishment. However, the producers find a dimwit similar to Jeff, who says with a big smile that you don’t need alcohol to have a great time (yea, right). How Irish!
The guests are entertained first by another Irish relative – a girl who dances in the traditional Riverdance-like way, in short skirt and sleeveless shirt. Then we see a belly dancer – she wears a long dress with sleeves.
After that, one of Shadia’s sisters, a hijab wacko, says that the belly dancer is repulsive, she flaunts herself like a stripper. We are spared her opinion about the Irish dancer. How American!
In the end of the episode we are promised more treats, like going into more depth in the life of a local Muslim cop, who thinks that free speech is great, but it needs some limits.
That was the show, which is supposed to explain what great all-American chaps the Muslims are. It fails at every point.
The fanatics will say that it promotes the decay of the Muslim mores by flaunting those immodest women.
The non-Muslim Americans would definitely notice that even the “moderate” Muslims have no intention of adjusting to the American life. Every transgression is met with hostility – if you want to marry a girl, you are the one who should join their cult. Everything – football, restaurants, weddings, should be twisted to satisfy their demands. And everybody should bend over to satisfy them, because their vile religion is superior.
And there will be more of this to come in the next episodes. How is this going to make them more likeable?
The Muslims they show are as American as a fundamentalist Mormon enclave in rural Utah. I hope producers realize that early on, before damaging completely the Muslims’ image (not that the Muslims themselves haven’t damaged it enough already).
You can get away with such a dumb show only on a tax-payer-supported network like Canada’s CBC, which doesn’t care too much what the viewers think. Otherwise, we won’t be having the drivel named Little Mosque on the Prairie on the air for so many years. Hopefully, TLC as a commercial channel would ditch their clumsy attempt at Muslim propaganda before making fools out of themselves. All-American Muslim should join the garbage party, where Paris Hilton, Kate, Jon, and the Octomom are waiting for it.
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
As I mentioned before, every visit to the Occupy Toronto camp is a source of endless entertainment. I’ll really miss them when they get kicked out or the unions stop paying for their food.
Talking of food, here is a nice picture of a billboard near the kitchen area. It gives you a deeper look into the culinary tastes of the revolutionary army, which is determined to transform Canada:
That looks like some kind of a food wish list designed to appeal to the good hearts of the suckers, who provide free food.
So what is needed most urgently? Fruit, of course – banana, kiwi, orange! Ain’t that sweet?
Bananas are imported from poor Central American and African countries, which are exploited by evil imperialists like United Fruit. Those globalist companies keep the banana producers in poverty. Banana republic is one of the favourite Marxist terms. Wouldn’t it be more appropriate to boycott the banana importers?
And what about kiwis and oranges? Did the occupiers forget the massive carbon footprint, which the transportation companies leave when importing them into Canada?
Obviously, helping the local apple farmers is too boring. And I thought that they were the 99% as well.
They didn’t forget the ultimate food symbol of the progressives – the granola bar. They even combine it with soymilk. Don’t they know that the soybeans are the ultimate politically incorrect food source? Countless enviro-fascists keep reminding us that the soy is a heavily genetically modified plant.
The special needs are not forgotten either – they want diabetic, gluten-free, and vegan food as well.
And in case somebody thought they went too far, they are quick to add – LET’S AIM FOR ZERO CARBON FOOTPRINT, NO DISPOSABLES. Does that mean that they eat the bones, the plates and the forks?
Those nice people even plan to build a solar power generator – they are very smart, with “some college” education so they know it will work perfectly in the rainy and foggy Toronto in November.
Maybe all these demands are normal and a part of the revolutionary struggle?
I am sure Che Guevara worked closely with the food suppliers of his gang in Bolivia to ensure the right balance of vegan and gluten-free food.
And when Lenin was hiding in countryside during the summer of 1917, he surely had granola bars and soymilk delivered to him.
I just wrote that meaning it to be sarcastic, but I realized that the occupiers are not a very bright bunch and may think it is true. No, it isn’t. Lenin and Che were too preoccupied with their sinister plans to care about food.
On the other hand, the billboard is just another proof of the real nature of the “occupy movement”. We have a large group of lazy people, who lie in their dirty tents smoking dope and drinking. As an entertainment, they draw silly signs and drum mindlessly.
At the same time, they have the nerve to demand special food, some of which contradicts their own principles. They don’t even want to work for the food, expecting somebody to deliver it to them for free, because they are such “noble souls”.
Message to the union bosses: For weeks, you have been spending your members’ money to feed the occupy losers. You are not getting your money’s worth. Those lazy bums are not going to advance your “revolution”. It’s time to cut your losses…
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
This is how the Canadian Army may look like in a few years. If you want to know why, please read on.
Tomorrow is Canada’s Remembrance Day. The day when we all are supposed to pay respect to those soldiers, who gave their lives for making the country what it is today. I am sorry that my post won’t be uplifting and cheerful, but when we compare the glory of the old army with what we have today, there is nothing to be cheerful about.
Case in point – the recent uproar about the honorary degree presented by the Royal Military College of Canada to Don Cherry. The degree was planned as a token of appreciation of the famous hockey commentator’s ongoing work in support of our troops.
So far, so good – but as it often happens with such noble intentions, something comes up to spoil everything and remind us that Canada is turning into a giant insane asylum.
In this situation, the decision of the college senate was almost immediately attacked by the asylum inmates. A certain Catherine Lord, French “professor” at the college, and a few others of her ilk objected to the degree. That’s what she said:
“On many occasions he publicly expressed his contempt for many groups of the Canadian population, notably for the French-speaking Canadians, for the (lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgendered) community and for the immigrants. What message will RMC send, in celebrating Don Cherry, to the students coming from these groups? And what will the Canadian people remember from RMC, as a serious and prestigious institution?”
That’s priceless. If you have ever worked at an office, you might have noticed that at every such place there is always at least one little angry vermin, who is so bitter about its useless existence that it experiences almost an orgasmic pleasure in destroying somebody who is more successful.
Frankly, I couldn’t find any statements by Don Cherry, which would confirm that woman’s accusations. I am not saying this to defend him – in fact, if he showed some real criticism, I would have respected him even more. But let’s not forget that he is an employee of CBC, the dark kingdom of the political correctness. If he really said anything he was accused of, he would’ve been fired long time ago.
However, his manly behaviour (aside from his suits’ design), which doesn’t match the metrosexual ideal promoted by CBC, was enough to make the little worms from the language faculty try to eat him alive.
As another proof of his manly behaviour, Don Cherry refused to accept the degree, instead of getting sucked into that cesspool.
This brings me to my main topic. The post is not about Don Cherry – he is a personality larger than life and he’ll be still around after the little “academic” losers who confronted him are long forgotten.
The topic is the Canadian army and the pathetic condition in which it is now. If you think that the actions of that French “professor” were some aberration, I will have to disappoint you. In the beginning of this year, the army commanders, who among many things had also to deal with the war in Afghanistan, spent a considerable time developing a policy to accommodate the transgendered and transvestite army staff.
Cheering that development, a gay rights group leader
“hailed the development of the guidelines as a progressive approach to people whose gender issues can trigger life-threatening psychological troubles.”
Then she added:
“This is an important step towards recognizing a community that has always struggled for equal rights and basic human protection. When government becomes more inclusive, over time, society will follow.”
The article goes into further details:
“Added as a chapter to a National Defence manual, the new document defines transsexual as someone with a psychological need to live as a member of the opposite sex, whether they have undergone sex-change surgery or not. Their unit must treat them with the “utmost privacy and respect,” meaning, for instance, that there is no need to explain why a person’s sex is being changed in computer records.”
Do you need more evidence that the Canadian Army is turning into a subdivision of the world’s largest insane asylum? It looks like Canada’s military doctrine is charted out in the gay bars of Toronto and Ottawa.
Reading the quotes above, you may get the impression that they are talking of the National Ballet of Canada. But when somebody says that accommodating transvestites in the army benefits “people whose gender issues can trigger life-threatening psychological troubles”, you must be totally blind to miss the point that we are in a huge trouble.
I find it unbelievable that I have to explain that to my gay friends, but the army is not a self-esteem improvement club. If it was, we could have appointed Deepak Chopra as the Minister of Defence and create the strongest army in the world.
The only function of the army is to ensure the most effective defence of the country it serves. It’s one thing to have in it a man, who is attracted to other men – that shouldn’t require a special accommodation (unless the gays demand the right on everybody). However, filling it with mentally disturbed guys, who think they are women and want to wear dresses, is not the way to empower it. In any other army in the world such people would be considered unsuitable for service, because even the gay activists say that they will have life-threatening psychological problems if not treated properly. They can either hurt themselves or kill somebody else.
Yes, I remember that the army had such a misunderstood transvestite Colonel and the whole affair ended very badly for two women:
The desire of the gays to change everything to suit their selfish interests is hard to understand.
If you want to wear a dress, there are thousands of places and occupations where you can do it. The army is too important to subject it to ridiculous social experiments. Its most important feature is the flawless collaboration between officers and soldiers to ensure quick and efficient military action, which will be lost if you introduce many special groups, each of which requires special treatment.
I can’t believe that the army’s high command doesn’t notice the implications.
That whole mess wouldn’t be a big deal, if we were talking about a squad of security guards dealing with drunks and petty thieves. However, here we are dealing with the organization, which is supposed to protect our country. It has to confront other large armies.
In the future Canada’s army will probably have to fight other hostile forces like China, Russia or the Arab countries. If the global warming loon David Suzuki is right, the melting of the Arctic ice will make the resources buried underneath accessible. Many countries would be interested to take their cut, especially Russia and China. (Do you remember what Adolf Hitler did to grab more resources and Lebensraum?)
If you have even the faintest idea how those armies operate, you may know that the hell will freeze over before the opinion of a college French professor influences their commanders’ decisions in any way.
And you definitely won’t see any platoons of tutu-wearing Chinese trannies fighting our transvestites.
It is sad that our politicians and the military fell into the influence (and often bullying) of a bunch of delusional people, who think that the whole world is a huge rainbow parade. The fact that the West hasn’t been seriously attacked for decades is not because our enemies have been smitten by our beautiful hippy ideas, but because we have been stronger and better prepared.
But with the destructive efforts of the Marxist loser in the Oval Office and his cockeyed supporters in the North things are changing rapidly for the worst.
God save Canada…
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
Last summer I wrote a rather long post about the halal food invasion in Toronto. It is imposed in more and more places in the city – even many public schools provide only halal food.
Along with the usual Muslim threats I received a few messages from readers telling me that I have missed to mention several other places that serve such food. I didn’t plan the post to be an extensive study of the phenomenon. However, a popular name came up several times – that was Popeyes, the chicken fast food chain.
Frankly, I had no idea that they were serving halal chicken. The restaurants were advertised as “Louisiana Style” and I would’ve never guessed that they were controlled by Muslims. The readers also notified me that years ago “halal” was proudly displayed there, but later disappeared.
I went to several locations and found out they were right – halal wasn’t mentioned anywhere. The staffs were vague about the issue when I asked them.
Fast forward to this month – last week Toronto Star published an article about a court case involving the chain. A group of Muslim franchisees are suing the management over halal chicken delivery. I am not going into details, the whole issue sounds like a fight of vultures over carrion, but there are some curious facts I would like to note.
There are 59 restaurants in Southern Ontario and ALL of them have served ONLY halal chicken for the last 25 years. From 50 to 80 per cent of their clients are Muslim.
So what, you may ask.
Here is what – for over two decades we have had in our province a massive Islamic enterprise, which has operated on the basis of deception.
Instead of openly declaring that they serve halal chicken, the owners decided to hide the fact, probably to get more customers. There are many people who find the barbaric halal slaughter disgusting and would never eat at such a place. Yet, a countless number of them have been deceived by the Muslim owners.
When confronted about halal, the Muslims usually say: “If you don’t like it, don’t eat it!” That’s precisely what I want to do, but those crooks are basically tricking you into eating their garbage.
Imagine if we had the reverse situation – a Christian restaurant owner secretly adds pork to the meals, tricking the Muslims to eat it. Can you imagine what would happen when he gets caught?
His windows will be shattered; he may even get a fire bomb or two. There will be endless lawsuits and the human rights commission would most likely confiscate the restaurant as a compensation for the hurt Muslim feelings.
Frankly, I am not surprised – deception (the taqiyya principle) is an integral part of Islam. Anything that advances the spread of that cult is good. Halal is also an essential part of the barbaric sharia law. And the Muslims are working diligently to impose it on us with force or deception (whatever works).
Here is what I want to know – how much longer should we do everything to accommodate sharia? The Muslims can impose their religion in the secular public schools; openly discriminate against non-Muslims in rental ads; cheat about the food at Popeyes – yet even the slightest criticism of their cult is met by an army of human rights vultures, ready and willing to destroy you.
In our overregulated food industry, the manufacturers are forced to disclose even the tiniest ingredient, but the Muslim owners of Popeyes are free to lie and cheat.
It is humiliating to feel like a second-class citizen in your own province, but apparently that’s all we can expect from McGuinty’s Islamic government…
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
I was browsing the website, which hosts pictures with the individual demands of the Occupy Wall Street protesters, looking for intelligent life. Among the misfits demanding money, jobs and compensation for degrees in lesbian studies, transgender penguin husbandry and what not, I came across the following picture:
The couple demands “adequate mental care”, stated on a sign ending with “love rage liberty”. They both looked like people who could benefit from an extended stay at a mental institution. And I definitely agree that they are the 99% (of their movement at least).
Then I saw the video of an angry guy, who sent an ultimatum to the Oakland police:
He is definitely very specific. His stern warning should be taken seriously, because he owns a pair of handcuffs. He knows how to use it to arrest all the officers from the Oakland police department. You can’t see his face clearly, because his mom doesn’t allow him to use bright light bulbs in the basement.
After writing quite a bit about the movement and being accused of being heartless and insensitive, I think I found a common ground with it.
I see that those people (and a few others in Occupy Toronto) are in an acute need of qualified psychiatric help. Therefore, I am willing to support any petition or request for placing those folks in a mental asylum. That would be better for them and even better for us.
I suppose that now I deserve to be called compassionate by the movement.
Free mental health care for Occupy Wall Street now!
A few weeks ago we were treated to a new skit in the brave new circus, which Canada gradually is turning into.
The main characters were two lesbians who reportedly were aggressively making out at a Tim Hortons in Blenheim, a small town in Ontario. For my foreign readers I may need to clarify that the establishment is quite similar to Dunkin’ Donuts (although a few Canadians may find the comparison offensive).
Anyway, the couple was kicked out for their inappropriate behaviour – some of the patrons, who came with small children, were offended and complained to the staff. The staff asked the lesbians to leave or else they were going to call the cops.
From that point on, the story turns into the Simpsons’ episode where Mr. Burns accidentally hit Bart and Homer Simpson tried to extort some money from him. The stories both sides told in court are not that different than this Tim Hortons incident.
The lesbians said that they pecked each other innocently on the cheek, which caused the disproportionally harsh reaction from the Christian fanatics. The person who complained was an evil Christian pastor. Of course, Canada’s mainstream media went with their story, creating a huge hysteria – after all, the saintly homosexual community was wronged.
On the other hand, the people who were present told a different story – the “couple were aggressively French kissing, straddling each other, and putting their hands down each other’s pants”. The evil pastor turned out to be Eric Revie, who operated a gay-friendly church, but simply couldn’t accept such behaviour in front of his children. That fact was revealed not by the pastor himself, but by Ty Williams, a leader of a local gay organization.
Nevertheless, the homosexual extremists would never let such a scandal go unexploited. A few days later they organized a demonstration in front of that Tim Hortons location. Over 30 of them showed up. Still not satisfied with the apologies made by the company, they are pursuing a Human Rights Commission complaint, which may potentially end up in thousands of dollars of fines the company would have to pay. Again, for my foreign readers, I should mention that Tim Hortons is a rich corporation, which could be freely milked by all kinds of special interest parasites.
That, in a nutshell, is the case. And that, my homosexual friends, shows in a nutshell why so many people dislike you.
Don’t get me wrong – unlike many of your critics, I have nothing against your lifestyle. I am willing to accept anything you do, as long as it is done in bedrooms, bathhouses, gay bar toilets or other confined spaces, provided it involves consenting adults. Exactly the same standard applies to heterosexual sex.
However, as soon as somebody exits those spaces and starts parading his or her sexuality in public or in front of children (or involves children in it), they turn into perverts. At least that’s what the law says when a heterosexual person does that. When a homosexual is involved, the laws are not applied – they have achieved a position, which places them above the law.
The gay rights movement started as a pressure group supposed to fight for equal rights. I don’t think that anybody has anything against that. In fact, you achieved your goal of not being discriminated for your sexual orientation long time ago. And I am confident that everybody benefited from that.
However, that was not enough. Your flamboyant “elites” decided to advance the “struggle” even further – you wanted to achieve dominance over society. I am saying “elites”, because those are people totally out of touch with reality, who want through bullying to impose control on all of us (like the two lesbians in Blenheim).
There is a big difference between a struggle for rights and harassment by lunatics.
Let me give you some examples. The prominent British economist John Maynard Keynes was a known homosexual. Early in his life he was involved in the Cambridge Apostles club, which united intellectuals, many of whom were gay. Frankly, I don’t care much about his economic theory, which turned out to be disastrous, but he deserves a credit for being a diligent scholar. His claim to fame was his well-constructed theory; he didn’t build his reputation by flaunting his penis in front of children at a gay parade.
Another homosexual Englishman, who happens to be one of my favourite actors, was Sir John Gielgud. Many years ago, just after being knighted by Her Majesty, he was arrested during a visit to Toronto for soliciting gay sex in a public washroom. Does that make him less of an actor? Of course not, but he could’ve ruined his life by starting a movement for legalizing gay sex in public toilets. Instead, Sir John chose to continue his career and keep his sexuality as something that’s his own business.
I guess you understand what I want to say – we all are much more than our sexuality. We have talents, ideas, desires, and so on, which define us. That makes the obsession of the extremist part of the homosexual community with its sexuality so weird and repulsive.
Just think about it – in Blenheim we had the media and 30 participants in a demonstration to defend the right of two lesbians to act like oversexed bonobo chimpanzees in front of families with small children. If your community doesn’t see how abnormal that is, I pity you.
To help you understand that, let me give you another example. One of the worst shows aired on TV now is Jersey Shore. It follows the lives a bunch of really dumb Italian-Americans (sorry for the hyphenation, but it best describes their way of thinking), whose intellectual lives are basically limited to their sexuality, heterosexual in this case.
Let’s imagine that two of them, Snooki and The Situation (that’s a girl and a guy) show up at Tim Hortons and start doing the same stuff the lesbians did. I can guarantee you that they’ll be kicked out right away under the applause of the pastor, the staff and everybody else present. If they decide to protest, they won’t find even one person to come back and demonstrate at the door.
And that’s the double standard – the disgusting behaviour of a guy and a girl is condemned, while the equally disgusting behaviour of two lesbians is glorified. “Glorified” is not the correct word, in fact the media and the other people are terrified that if they express any criticism, they’ll be labelled “homophobic”, which is one of the deadly sins of the political correctness.
That’s what encourages the homosexual “elites” to impose their views and lifestyle on the society at large – from supporting anti-Semitism to forcing homosexual sex education in elementary schools. The Toronto District School Board even issued a special curriculum on how to fight “heterosexism” in schools. Now kids should feel ashamed of being heterosexual.
And as I said, anybody who disagrees with them is dragged into the cobwebs of the Human Rights Commissions, where Jennifer Lynch and Barbara Hall are waiting like spiders to suck out the money and the life out of those “criminals”. The last time somebody criticized two lesbians, it cost him $20,000 (I hope you remember the comedian Guy Earle).
Dear gay friends, you can’t bully anybody into loving you. That would be totalitarianism, but maybe that’s what you want to force on us? In case you have forgotten, that’s exactly what the communist parties in Eastern Europe tried to accomplish for decades (and the rest of us know how it ended).
If you celebrate the obnoxious lesbians as heroes and the only lesson you can learn is to keep bullying and attacking the local people and their children, you obviously live in a different world. Supporters like Pastor Revie will think twice before supporting you again.
A few weeks ago, the CBC TV personality Rick Mercer almost had a tantrum calling all prominent gays to come out of the closet to serve as role models to the homosexual teens. That’s all good, but if the faces of your movement are the Blenheim lesbians and the naked perverts from the gay parade, it’s no wonder that the closet gays don’t want to associate with them. And I don’t blame them – I’ll be horrified if somebody asked me to work for the right of Snooki and The Situation to be exhibitionists.
I wish I could be optimistic and hope that you would find some rational solution, but I don’t hold my breath. The bullies, who control your movement, will be there for years to come.
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
Last Saturday I went again to the Occupy Toronto camp at St. James Park. I should admit that I find those trips very entertaining and I wish I could go there more often, but unfortunately, I have to work for a living.
The new addition, which you notice as soon as you enter, is the huge number of portable toilets. Probably the cleaning is not a part of the maintenance agreement, because the stench coming from them is unbearable. After surviving it, you would find the smell of urine around some of the tents almost pleasant.
There was mud everywhere – the grass has been completely destroyed.
To improve the situation, somebody threw around a large amount of hay. If you have been to a farm, that’s what the farmers put in a stable or a pigsty to remove more easily the filth. It was amusing to watch how the revolutionary camp turned into a pigsty.
Parts of the “dwelling” looked like a poorly maintained gypsy camp, the kind you could see in rural Romania years ago:
As you can see above, the people there look even more destitute. At least they can get free food, while those who possess “superior consciousness” (Lenin) keep preaching:
I spotted again a gentleman (below, with the glasses), who appears to be a big shot in the movement. I saw him first leading the crowd during the first great march two weeks ago. On Saturday he was wearing exactly the same clothes he wore two weeks ago (I’ll leave it to you to make your own conclusions on whether this is good or bad).
Like in every situation in society where things are cracking and breaking, the Islamists were quick to get their foot in the door. They set up a mini-booth trying to preach their cult to the foggy minds of the revolutionaries:
One of the guys gave me a dirty look while I was taking the picture. He must have seen me somewhere… Just like the last week, they had Friday Muslim prayers, but this time led by a bigger Muslim shot – Shaykh Faraz Rabbani:
I am not sure how that Muslim invasion co-existed with the two Iranian communist parties camping there:
I guess both the communist and the islamists find a common ground in attempting to screw the people who still pay taxes in Canada. The dogs could be a more serious problem (there are plenty of them now):
At the “sign factory”, they had on display a puzzling statement:
“SPECIESM = RACISM AGAINST SENTIENT BEINGS
THE TORONTO STOCK EXCHANGE (TSX) IS TRADING ANIMALS’ LIVES AWAY FOR PROFIT. THEY ARE THE SLAVES OF THIS SOCIETY. THIS IS WRONG.
FREE OUR FELLOW EARTHLINGS.”
Did they mean the Pork Belly Futures? Other than that, I refuse to analyze that schizophrenic text. With each visit to the Occupy Toronto camp, I am getting more and more convinced that those people should be provided with all the mental health care they need, absolutely free of charge.
© 2011 Blogwrath.com
On my way to the Occupy Toronto camp last Saturday I passed by a large Tamil rally at Queen’s Park. I should explain to the readers who are not Ontarians that Queen’s Park is the place where the Ontario Parliament is located.
Being a person who never misses the opportunity to improve his knowledge about the rich tapestry of our multiculturalism, I stopped to soak up more of the diversity the Tamils were offering. That was a rally demanding Tamil self-determination. The demand was displayed in the banner on the stage, which was supposed to be the main message supported by the Occupy Toronto folks who showed up to express their full support for the cause. Apparently, that was the reason why Jim Karygiannis, a Liberal MPP, was there as well.
However, the very first impression I got was that the whole thing was organized to promote the Tamil Tigers, a very well-known terrorist organization, which is supposedly illegal in Canada. The participants were proudly displaying hundreds of the organization’s flags. To make absolutely sure what their intentions were, activists were handing out thousands of large-size photographs of the Tigers’ notorious leader Velupillai Prabhakaran.
Prabhakaran was marketed in the pictures as the “Tamils’ Leader”. OK, the stinky losers from Occupy Toronto are ignorant, and Karygiannis doesn’t care which multicultural bunch he supports, but the rest of Canada must be aware that Prabhakaran was one of the most despicable creatures who ever lived. He was a terrorist responsible for the death of tens of thousands of people.
He belongs in the same circle of hell where Lenin, Stalin, Hitler and Pol Pot reside. He killed many more people than Osama bin Laden. He has had warrants against him issued by Interpol, he had been sentenced by various courts to death or 200 years of prison.
Yet the Tamils in Toronto, to whom Canada provided hospitality, shelter and welfare payments, chose to worship that sorry excuse for a human being.
The funny thing was that none of the Tamils or the other people present questioned the legacy of that terrorist. I asked one of the blocks handing out the pictures who that guy was. He replied with anger (as if I had stolen his dessert) that this was their revolutionary leader. Being the only white person in this part of the crowd, I found it wiser to retreat. (Note to the Tamil activists – you look always nasty and angry and you are quite unlikable. If you want anybody to take your tripe seriously, adopt some PR strategy that fits the West. Just ask the Tibetans, they know how to handle those things).
Another “pleasant” surprise was to see Krisna Saravanamuttu at the rally. He was one of the speakers introduced as the spokesman for the National Council of Canadian Tamils. Well, I have not so pleasant memories of that individual. Previously he was the president of the student union at York University. Last year he was one of the organizers of an event where George Galloway spoke (which I covered).
Galloway is a vicious anti-Semite and a material supporter of Hamas, a Palestinian terrorist organization for which he raised hundreds of thousands of dollars. Because of that he was totally disgraced as a member of the British Parliament and ended up as a participant in Big Brother and correspondent for Press TV, the station run by Iranian Muslim fanatics.
Obviously, this is the type of person Krisna admires. During the event, there was a large group of Jewish students protesting Galloway. At certain point, Krisna infiltrated the group with a gang of Muslim students and tried to start a fight (an I have the pictures to prove it), but fortunately the police escorted them out.
At this rally Krisna supported even worse terrorist group than Hamas – the Tamil Tigers, but that wasn’t a problem – he is used to doing that. He and the angry Tamils with the flags and Prabhakaran’s pictures were a perfect match.
And that brings me to my main point – the pathetic condition of Canada caused by the insane politics of multiculturalism. Here we have thousands of people, who escaped Sri Lanka to get away from the violence incited by their own organization, the Tamil Tigers. And yet, when they came here they continued to support the same terrorists.
When in 2009 Prabhakaran and the top of his gang were finally exterminated by the Sri Lankan army, the Tamils organized noisy protests all over Canada. In Toronto, over 2000 of them blocked a major highway for several hours. None of those criminals was ever arrested.
They wanted Canada to get involved in their stupid civil war. Of course, we had politicians who were eager to deliver to get a few more votes. In a press release issued at that time, NDP stated:
“With the end of the Sri Lankan civil war in 2009, New Democrats urged the Conservative government to take the lead with the international community to help rebuild the country. Specially ensuring the protection of all civilians, full access for humanitarian workers and media, and initiate internationally mediated efforts aimed at achieving a durable political solution to the conflict in Sri Lanka.”
What a great solution! To stop the Tamil protests and prevent illegal immigration (you probably remember the rusty boat with phoney Sri Lankan refugees that arrived last year) we must spend billions of dollars to “rebuild” a third-world shithole. And it never occurred to NDP that all the money will be stolen by local Sri Lankan crooks (it’s not a secret that in those third-world countries they laugh at the Canadian gullibility).
That’s the reason why that swindler Jack Layton was so highly regarded by the Tamils and other third-world freeloaders.
Am I the only person in Toronto who finds this horrifying? There were nearly 5,000 people gathered in front of the Provincial Parliament waving flags of a terrorist organization and carrying portraits of its leader and nobody in the press condemned that. What’s next? Nazi party and KKK rallies? O, that would not be politically correct – in Canada only dark-skinned people are allowed to openly support terrorism (the anti-Semites from the Iranian Muslim organization called CASMO were allowed to do the same two months ago).
I’ve never hidden the fact that I am an immigrant. I came to this country for a very particular reasons – I expected to live in an environment where the individual rights are respected, where a murderous organization can’t be promoted openly. Yet, what I see now is that in the name of multiculturalism, a barbaric terrorist organization is openly supported with the help of the provincial government and the Occupy Toronto lunatics.
The latter would support anything, even a monkey convention, to get more exposure for their dying cause, but I expected more from the Ontario government. If the Tamil extremists are encouraged to do that, what would their next step be? Bombings? Resurection of the Tamil Tigers here and in Sri Lanka? Killing everybody who is against their cause?
And this is a message for the Tamils – nobody in Canada gives a damn about your civil war and anything that happened while it was going on. If you are so eager to resolve your issues, don’t get us involved. You can buy the rusty steamer on which your fake refuges arrived last year and go back to Sri Lanka. Once you reach it, you can rebuild it, fight against anyone you want, but just stay there. Nobody cares about your country’s problems. Why stay here, if your only use for Canada is to force it into your bloody civil war?
And this is a question for every Canadian, for whom this country still means something: isn’t it time to scrap completely the refugee program, which fills Canada with hostile people, who would never see it as their homeland?
© 2011 Blogwrath.com