Category: Canada

To absolutely nobody’s surprise, Ontario Premier Dolt McSquinty is once again proving, for all the world to see, that some white men really do speak with a forked tongue. The man who has been utterly MIA throughout the ongoing anarchy in Caledonia has seemingly suddenly come to the realisation that there are right ways and wrong ways to do things in this province (if you’re white, that is) and that a protest planned to take place in Caledonia this weekend should be held in Toronto instead. Everybody’s nobody’s favourite extraterrestrial kittyvore must have eaten a few too many kittens lately. How else to explain his hacking up this lovely little hairball of hypocricy:

“I think it’s important for all of us to recognize that if somebody has a particular beef with a government there is a legitimate way to give expression to that criticism, and I would encourage that individual to come to the front lawn of Queen’s Park,” McGuinty said yesterday.

Well, now; isn’t that just nice? And I wonder what his message to the Natives will be when it comes to ” a legitimate way to give expression to that criticism?” Not much, obviously. The Ontario Librano$ have been paralysed throughout the entire Caledonia affair, terrified of having an “Ipperwash incident” of their own (which would be a hell of a lot of egg on their faces, considering all their handwringing and mudslinging at former premier Mike Harris over that).

Gary McHale, the man behind the Caledonia Wakeup Call website and the organizer of a rally to be held at the disputed site this weekend, gets the message loud and clear: play by the rules so we can ignore you.

“Politicians won’t pay attention unless we go to Caledonia — that’s the only reason they’re talking about it,” McHale said. “So I don’t see the purpose of coming to Queen’s Park.”

The Fiberal government went on to wail that police should deal with the protestors (but not the Natives, of course) and even found time to throw in a vague threat (and unwitting admission of its assesment of the Native so-called “occupiers”) from the piehole of David Ramsay, the minister for aboriginal affairs:

“In fact, by coming out you potentially put your own life in danger, so it’s better if people just stay home.”

Gee whiz, don’t come out and exercise your lawful right to set foot on public land and complain about the nice, peaceful, law-abiding Natives; something might kill you. But not a nice, peaceful, law-abiding Native, of course. Tell me, Dave, just where is this mortal danger coming from, hmmm?

Mayor Marie Trainer of Haldimand County isn’t much better, either. She’s ready to declare a state of emergency. Not because of the Natives, mind you, but because of all those nasty Caledonia Wakeup types that are going to be showing up.

It all boils down to the same crap: Natives can get away with whatever the hell they want but everybody else should obey the law. The law, which is supposed to hold everyone to the same standard. Is anyone else getting sick and tired of all this two-faced, liberal, double standard bullshit?

They say that nobody’s perfect, and I guess this kinda proves that old adage out. Anybody with their cranium clear of their colon already knows that I’m quite the fan of Stephen Harper. I like the idea of having someone in charge who a) does what he said he would do and b) doesn’t steep himself headfirst in a bunch of namby-pamby, feelgood bullcrap whilst actually doing nothing about anything the way the Grits did for over a decade. But it must have been baked beans and chili dogs for ol’ Steve’s intellectual lunch the other day because, as brainfarts go, this one could peel the paint off the walls:

VANCOUVER — Prime Minister Stephen Harper is calling on the United Nations to impose sanctions against North Korea for its purported nuclear test.

Harper condemned the test blast and said the UN must make a “a meaningful and substantial response.”

Where the hell did that come from? This is the kind of wussese that I would expect out of the Librano$, or maybe the Dippers, but I expect better from Harper. This is the guy who stood up in the Gerneral Assembly in New York not that long ago and declared the very relevance of the UN was being tested and has, at times, vaguely hinted that he understands that the UN is long past any useful purpose and that it’s days are irrevocably numbered.

Let’s face it: the UN never accomplishes anything. It was useless in Bosnia, useless in Somalia, useless in Rwanda, and it’s useless in the Sudan. The last shred of respect that I had for that organisation vanished when it put Libya in charge of human rights. Maybe Harper hasn’t forgotten any of this and he’s giving them one last chance to prove their worth. I hope that’s it; I really do. But just in case I’m wrong and just in case Harper somehow (though I can’t imagine how) doesn’t really get it, I’m going to put it into terms so damned simple that anyone could figure it out (even me):

SATURDAY MORNINGS AND WORLD AFFAIRS
-OR-
Everything I Need To Know, I Learned From The Hitman

Okay, here we go. Think back to when you were a kid. Remember watchin rasslin’ on Saturdays? No, I don’t mean wrestling. Wrestling is an olympic sport. I’m talking about the figure-four leglock, the flying elbow smash and heads rammed into turnbuckles. Are ya with me now? Good.

Now, think back to those Saturday mornings when you used to watch the greats of the day stride into the squared circle. Back to the days when good guys like Rick “Quick-Draw McGraw, the Boogie-Woogie Man and Dusty Rhodes used to keep the world safe from scumbags like the Iron Sheik, Ted “The Million Dollar Man” Dibiase and Greg “The Hammer” Valentine while other guys like Rowdy Roddy Piper would just kick the crap out of whoever happened to be handy at the time. Still with me? Cool.

My favourites were always the tag-team matches. Whenever one of those was on the card you knew there would be some good mayhem someplace before the show was done. My all-time favourites would have to be the Hart Foundation, with Mike Rotundo & Barry Windham a close second.

The matches always followed the same formula, but we watched them anyway (hey, we were young; give us a break). It would go, with a few little variations here and there, something like this:

Good guy A would be in the ring, pounding the crap out of bad guy A (or B) so hard that his grandkids were going to be born dizzy. The bad guys’ manager (because bad guys always had managers) would then pull some stunt while the ref wasn’t looking, usually a cheap shot, to get good guy A off-balance for a few seconds. Good guy B would holler at the ref to do something about it and the ref would go over and demand an explanation from the manager, who would shrug with a “what, me?” look on his face while bad guys A and B would drag good guy A over to their corner behind the ref’s back and proceed to double-team the crap out of him. This would go on until good guy B finally lost his cool and jumped into the ring to help his buddy, at which point the ref would suddenly finish with being distracted by the evil manager and jump over, grab good guy B and herd him back to his own corner while good guy A was still getting stomped by bad guy A, bad guy B and the manager across the ring. No matter how much the crowd would scream and point, the ref never managed to look the right way and catch the skulldiggery that was going on just a few feet away and it was always the good guy that got admonished for jumping in when he wasn’t supposed to.

What the heck does all this have to do with world affairs, you ask?

It’s simple: the UN is the ref.

This is disturbing. I haven’t bothered spouting off about this before because, while any shooting is disturbing, they tend to be more of interest to locals than anyone else. But this just got broader. A lot broader. And if you’re anything like me, you’re going to find yourself wondering just what the hell kind of clowns are in charge of security at Canada’s largest airport.

For those who haven’t heard yet, there was a shooting in downtown London, Ontario at about 3am last Saturday, October 7. The incident ended with four people, including innocent bystanders, sent to hospital with gunshot wounds but, thankfully, no fatalities. As bad as that is, it’s not the worst. It now turns out that the shooter, Ahmed Moalin-Mohamed (of NO FIXED ADDRESS, no less; remember that part) was, as the Freeps put it, “recently employed as a security guard at Pearson International Airport.”

A spokesperson with the Greater Toronto Airport Authority confirmed Moalin-Mohamed was recently employed by a private company contracted to provide security at Pearson.

He had a pass from Transport Canada allowing him access to restricted areas, said Scott Armstrong, and his duties could have included screening passengers and bags.

Why, for God’s sakes, can I never be making this shit up? The Freeps, however, being the nice little media outlet that they are, quickly move to distract from the real issue:

In another intriguing twist, police believe the weapon used to injure four men was stolen in Lansing, Mich., on Sept. 4 and smuggled across the U.S.-Canada border.

Nice, huh? Nothing like a little thinly veiled accusation flung at the Yanks to distract from the real issue, right? Nice try, bozos, but I’m not biting. The real issue is this:

Just how the hell, in a post-9/11 world, did a guy with no fixed address, a guy with “Mohamed” in his name, no less (go ahead, accuse me of profiling; I don’t give a damn), get granted access to restricted areas of an international airport?

After recieving many requests from readers of this blog, I have now begun work on a series of pages dedicated to those who have made the ultimate sacrifice for our country in the current Afghan War. This area, which I have chosen to call the Honour Roll (because I’m not creative enough to come up with anything better), can be accessed here or by simply clicking on the “Honour Roll” link on the lefthand sidebar of this page. This will likely cut into by rant time somewhat but I think it’s worth it and, judging by the email that i’ve been getting, many of you feel the same way.

The Honour Roll area will contain no political commentary and while user comments are welcomed, they must all be submitted directly to admin@rightcrazy.com in order to be posted. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but this is being done to prevent the kind of vandalism that has occurred on similar pages in the past.

The Honour Roll pages are not meant for judging whether the war is right or wrong or anything else; they are merely a show of respect of our brave men and women who have given their lives for us, such as:

Trooper Mark Andrew Wilson
Sgt. Craig Gillam
Cpl. Robert Mitchell
Pte. Josh Klukie
Pte. David Byers
Cpl. Shane Keating
Cpl. Keith Morley
Pte. Mark Graham
Sgt. Shane Stachnik
Warrant Officer Frank Robert Mellish
Pte. William Cushley
Warrant Officer Richard Francis Nolan
Cpl. David Braun
Cpl. Andrew Eykelenboom
Master Cpl. Jeffrey Walsh
Master Cpl. Raymond Arndt
Cpl. Christopher Reid
Sgt. Vaughan Ingram
Cpl. Bryce Keller
Pte. Kevin Dallaire
Cpl. Francisco Gomez
Cpl. Jason Warren
Cpl. Anthony Boneca
Capt. Nichola Goddard
Cpl. Matthew Dinning
Bombardier Myles Mansell
Lieut. William Turner
Cpl. Randy Payne
Pte. Robert Costall
Cpl. Paul Davis,
Master Cpl. Timothy Wilson
Pte. Braun Woodfield
Cpl. Jamie Murphy
Sgt. Robert Short
Cpl. Robbie Beerenfenger
Cpl. Ainsworth Dyer
Pte. Richard Green
Pte. Nathan Smith
Sgt. Marc Leger

I will be adding an entry or two per day, as I find the time. Hopefully, I won’t be losing any ground.

Well, well; will you just look at this? It seems that in spite of all the liberal media’s, hounding, coaching, weeping and wailing, pissing and moaning, doomsaying and God only knows what else about the alleged faltering will of the Canadian public over the mission in Afghanistan, most of us just don’t seem to be getting the message.

That’s right; just like before, yet another poll has showed that the Canadian stance toward securing clear victory in the Afghan War is hardening, not wavering. Yessiree, it seems that us simpletons of the Great Unwashed just can’t get our little heads around the fact that the best way to deal with a tyrannical regime like the Taliban is to just run away and hide and hope that someone else will take care of the problem (preferrably the Yanks, so that we can criticize them for their intolerance later).

Sometimes I almost like polls, especially when they look like this:

The Lefties went apeshit again this past week (I know, I know: insert yawn here), this time over rumours that the Tories were secretly plotting to draw up a bill that would (gasp!) protect the rights of churches and marriage commissioners from having to perform same-sex marriages. Never mind that these rumours were likely started by the paranoid, fearmongering usual suspects to begin with. As long as the “standing up for people’s rights” crowd has something over which they can jump up on their little pogo sticks of indignation and hop back and forth in front of the nearest TV cameras, everything’s good in Leftyland.

And then, when things were just going so nice and indignantly, along comes Winnepeg Sun columnist Tom Broadbeck with the audacity to point out that marriage commissioners have rights too. Just because you take on a public sector job does not mean that the secular Left suddenly owns your sorry ass. They still have a choice, and yes, it is their right to make it without fear of reprisals (like getting fired).
Oh, dear. What is this world coming to?