On December 6, 1989, Gamil Ghabri (a.k.a. Marc Lepine) shot and killed 14 women at a Montreal university. It was an action of a deranged individual, a product of an upbringing influenced by the mysogynic and violent character of his Muslim father.
Such events are usually exploited by political extremists of different stripes. The Montreal mass murder wasn’t an exception – it was a God-sent (or rather devil-sent) event to be used by the emerging Canadian militant feminism as an excuse to launch a monstrous men-bashing campaign, which started in 1990 and hasn’t subsided yet. During the campaigns that followed within the next 20 years, the Canadian men learned that they were a despicable bunch of murderers, wife-beaters and spiritual or physical rapists.
The only way men could redeem themselves was to turn into sexless eunuchs (in the 1990’s Michael Moore managed to master that art to perfection). James Bond was out, in was the timid hippy, following his fiery female object of desire, and carrying her heavy bag full of propaganda flyers, tampons, and copies of the S.C.U.M. Manifesto.
Very little has changed since then. This year’s Women Won’t Forget event in Toronto wasn’t much different. The tone was set earlier during the commemoration at Parliament Hill in Ottawa and it was strictly political. Justin, Pierre Trudeau’s dimwitted metrosexual son, firmly stated that the Conservatives were not welcome at the event. Later Nycole Turmel, NDP’s harpy-in-chief, ended her speech hysterically yelling: “Shame! Shame! Shame!” That was supposed to make Harper feel bad about ending the pricey and useless long gun registry.
Toronto had its own controversy – when the Jewish Defence League stated that they would take part in the event, they received a letter from the University of Toronto kindly telling them to get lost (h/t BCF):
“Dear JDL Canada,
It has come to our attention that your website indicates you are planning to host an event next Tuesday, December 6th in Philosopher’s Walk. The property in question is owned by the University and is not available for groups to book. As well, Philosopher’s Walk will be the site of the annual Women Won’t Forget candlelight vigil on the same date at the memorial location.
I would kindly insist that you relocate your event and not use Philosopher’s Walk.
Director, Office of Space Management
University of Toronto
McMurrich Building, 4th Floor
12 Queen’s Park Crescent West
Nice, eh? Those people are sophisticated – although it remains a mystery how the group of Women Won’t Forget managed to book the place, if it is not available for groups to book.
Another thing you shouldn’t forget is that the Office of Space Management kindly provides plenty of space to Canada’s largest annual anti-Semitic event – the Israeli Apartheid Week. For some reason, anti-Semites are more than welcome at the University, while the Jews are not.
JDL found it necessary to explain the situation:
“Dear Steve Bailey,
The Women Won’t Forget candlelight vigil is a public event. I believe it is important for the public to attend. JDL is part of a multi faith coalition that respects and supports events for Dec 6th. The victims of Marc Lepine should be remembered. We are asking our supporters to attend and light a candle.
National Director Jewish Defence League of Canada”
If you think that a civilized explanation was enough, think again. When the JDL members appeared at the event wearing their white ribbons, they were confronted by a bunch of angry young people with hippy-sign pins (the kind we saw at Occupy Toronto), although the one with the goofy Tibetan hat looked quite absent-minded.
The Jews were subjected to a humiliating lecture by a blonde leftard woman, who, with a condescending and contemptuous tone told them that they will be kicked out if they speak loudly, chant or do anything else feminazis don’t like. She even went as far as to state that she visited JDL’s website and considered it racist. The male feminazis surrounding her looked at us with a silent reproach (“How dare you disturb our man-hating sanctuary?”).
As soon as we got into the “sanctuary”, we were handed programs for the event. I should say that one of the organizers said in her speech that even though this was a non-political event, they had to mention favourably Jack Layton, who used to come there before and stand with them in the cold (as if the other men standing in the cold don’t count). Jack’s cult was prominently reflected in the program. They had on the first page a quote from his fake testimony (“Love is better than anger, hope is…” etc., etc.).
I understand their infatuation with Jack – he has wasted millions of dollars of taxpayers’ money to finance useless leftist organizations and programs. But at the same time he and his wife Olivia swindled the Toronto housing authority out of thousands of dollars by living in subsidized housing while making large amounts of money as city councillors (I guess when lefties steal it means noble redistribution of wealth).
And that’s not all – the feminazis chose to forget that Jack was also a low-life philanderer, who got caught by the police with an Asian hooker at a massage parlour. I would like to remind them that feminists were those who alarmed us about the human trafficking – such women are lured from Asia with false promises for jobs and end up being abused by pimps solely because sex-deprived losers like Jack Layton are willing to pay for their services.
What brings even more hilarity to using “Whorehouse Jack” Layton as an inspiration is the fact that the entire last page of the program includes a large quote from Eve Ensler (of The Vagina Monologues fame).
“I am over this rape culture where the privileged with political and physical and economic might, take what and who they want, when they want it, as much as they want, any time they want it
I am over the endless resurrection of the careers of rapists and sexual exploiters – film directors, world leaders, corporate executives, movie stars, athletes – while the lives of the women they violated are permanently destroyed, often forcing them to live in social and emotional exile.
I am over years and years of being over rape.
And thinking about rape every day of my life since I was 5-year-old.
Well, let’s ignore the fact that “Ms.” Ensler is a paranoid psychopath, who sees rape everywhere (probably that’s why the Women Won’t Forget feminazis use her writings to promote their men-hating crusade). Talking of rape in her writings, it’s worth mentioning that a part of her main opus, titled The Little Coochie Snorcher that Could (in its original performance) included a rape scene, in which a 24-year-old woman used alcohol to lower the inhibitions of a 13-year-old girl whom she raped. Ensler even found it important to include in the end a monologue of that grown-up girl, in which she mentioned nostalgically the rape, which supposedly helped her grow as a woman. Apparently, homosexual rape is always a good rape.
However, if you take seriously Ensler’s ramblings, there is no way to miss the point that St. Jack neatly fits into the gallery of horrible enemies of women she describes. He is the politician, who uses his “might” to exploit sexually third-world women, whose lives are destroyed by the traffickers, who bring them here to satisfy the sexual appetite of people like him (he even used his influence to cover up the incident for years).
Were the organizers that dumb that they failed to make that connection or did they think the attendees wouldn’t read the program?
Other than that, the event proceeded according to the classical lefty standards. I spotted a guy (a miniature version of Michael Moore) holding a sign stating among other things: “We love trans women.” There was the obligatory Native introduction with two women wailing a traditional song (not surprisingly, the Native women abuse on the reserves wasn’t mentioned at all). We listened to few narrative poets, who didn’t think too high of men. Even Harper didn’t get away – they condemned him for scrapping the long gun registry. One of the speakers said it was important to keep it, because 80% of the crimes against women were committed with shotguns. That was a despicable lie, but everybody cheered, because that’s what they are supposed to do when Harper’s name is mentioned.
The evening’s bombshell was the appearance of two women (an Indian and a Muslim), who in their talks presented some very real and tangible problems. I am not sure how they could infiltrate that post-modern-structuralist-deconstructing-feminist-otherness event. But they clearly raised the issue of the culturally-based violence (with emphasis on the honour killings). Unfortunately, they had to suppress the fact that those killings are most common among Muslims (but obviously you can’t reveal the whole truth at a feminazi event).
All in all, it was a depressing event, not just because of the memory of the killed women. The main feeling of depression came from the sorry state of the Canadian feminism, which the organizers supposedly spoke for.
Long time ago, the feminism was represented by larger-than-life figures, who fought for true equality of women. Today, the movement has deteriorated into a sect of cranky pseudo-intellectual lesbians, who do their best to shun the problems of the ordinary women. Instead, they proudly manifest their anti-Semitism, defend the niqab, the most barbaric Muslim garment, and are happy to degrade and insult men.
At the same time, they have no problem enlisting the weird Eve Ensler and the philandering Jack Layton as their moral authorities.
It is sad to watch the agony of a once great movement…
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