Well, well. Oh goody. Willya just look who’s back in the news again? It really amazes me the things that happen when I’m away sometimes.
Nobody’s favourite diddling bag of maggot shit, Jeremy Allan Steinke is finally getting his day in court. Not in Medicine Hat, though; oh no, we couldn’t have that. After all in the ‘Hat, everybody knows what an asshole he is. So they moved the trial all the way to Calgary. Because, as everybody knows, people in Cowtown can’t possible have ever heard of this waste of skin.
Just on the remote chance that you’ve been living in a cave for the past God-knows-when and don’t know who this prick is, he’s the worthless puke who helped Jasmine Richardson kill her parents and her 8-year old brother. Not that you’re supposed to know that, of course.
You see, little Jasmine was only 12 when Marc and Debra Richardson bled out their last on the floor of their own home. And, as any expert on the Youth Criminal Justice Act will tell you, just because li’l Jasmine knifed her own little brother while he begged for his life on the floor doesn’t make it any of anybody’s business…
Speaking in a barely audible voice, she admitted to stabbing eight-year-old Jacob
Richardson in the upper part of his body.
“I’m scared, I’m too young to die,” the girl told the court, recalling what the boy said during the April 23, 2006, massacre.
Seems Steinke had a harder time than she did…
“My old lady’s father’s a big guy. When he came at me with that screwdriver, I was scared s-less. I screamed. I just stabbed him. I’m surprised I came out on top. I thought I was a dead man.”
Steinke is heard saying on the tape that the girl slit her eight-year-old brother’s throat.
“It didn’t bother her at all. She didn’t cry. . . . She was laughing about it the next day.”
Gee, what a sweet little couple, eh?
I’ll admit that, when this whole damned story first came out, I was a little reluctant to start off on one of my typical rants. The facts don’t support that restraint, though. Jasmine (who you’ll only hear identified as “JR” in the MSM) has already been found guilty of three counts of murder but, thanks to the laughable excuse for a justice system that over a decade of Liberal governments has given us, she’ll be back on the streets before she’s old enough to drink. And you still won’t be allowed to know who she is. I’m starting to feel like I’m flogging a dead horse here.
Steinke is on trial himself now, after having bragged his worthless ass off about what he did. What do you think the odds are, really, that he’ll actually get what he deserves?
In a move that should surprise absolutely no one who has two brain cells to rub together, United States President-Elect, Senator Bananafanafofama from Chicago has promptly backpedaled on his consistent claims throughout the campaign that he “supports the Second Amendment.”
The American NRA-ILA — God knows we could use a noisy bunch like that up here, but that’s another rant — is reporting on the latest (of many more to come, no doubt) bucket of cold water thrown on the American public’s sense of personal liberty by the Obamites:
Obama Announces Gun Ban Agenda Before The Final Vote Count Is In
Friday, November 07, 2008
Senator Barack Obama’s presidential campaign slogan, “the audacity of hope,” should have instead been “the audacity of deceit.” After months of telling the American people that he supports the Second Amendment, and only hours after being declared the president-elect, the Obama transition team website announced an agenda taken straight from the anti-gun lobby–four initiatives designed to ban guns and drive law-abiding firearm manufacturers and dealers out of business… [read the whole thing here -D]
Now, before anybody out there (especially any Americans reading this) even thinks about hooting and hollering about how they didn’t see this coming: STFU!
You all knew exactly who and what Obambi was: a typical Leftist, statist, social-engineering Democrat who never met a problem that more bureaucracy couldn’t solve and who wouldn’t trust an average citizen to wipe his own backside with any competency. And he got elected anyway.
So why am I bothering with this? It’s simple, really. If there’s one thing that history has shown, it’s that American Leftbot idiocy has a habit of slithering across the border and making trouble up here. And decent Canadian gun owners have enough problems already. Look for things to get worse…
Well, I guess my break’s over. It was kind of nice while it lasted but seriously folks, this isn’t what I wanted to come back to.
In yet another perfect example of the judiciary asshattery goodness that we’ve had kicking around ever since the Supreme Court’s Singh decision back in ’85, some child-molesting yankee bag of maggot shit has gotten himself bagged in Winnipeg and promptly gone and uttered the magic word: “REFUGEE!”
To make a long story short, Troy Greenbank tried to have a threesome with a woman and her ten year old daughter and got caught. So, naturally, he ran like hell for the Canadian border:
Greenback has no connection to Canada and told police he came north because it was the easiest direct route from Missouri in his attempt to seek asylum on charges he knew were coming. He also wanted a chance to “start over.”
Go to hell, asshole. You want to start over? Do it someplace else. And just what excuse is it that he’s using to try and stay here, you wonder?
Troy Greenbank, 29, faces up to 50 years behind bars if convicted in his home state of Missouri, but is now seeking to fight deportation and to obtain refugee status and protection from the Canadian government. He claims he will probably be killed in prison if returned to the United States to face justice.
Boo hoo. Can’t have that now, can we? Because everybody knows that what this world really needs is more diddlers walking around hogging up air that the rest of us could be breathing.
The girl’s father then learned of the arrangement and called police after discovering the sex toy Mr. Greenbank allegedly bought her.
Greenback is scheduled to return to court in Winnipeg on Friday for another detention review. He is being held in protective custody at the Winnipeg Remand Centre and is on 24-hour suicide watch, based on his statement that he has made previous attempts on his life.
… now it’s time for you to get out and do yours. Yes, folks, I just got back from casting my vote for the only party that I trust to run this country anymore. Now, it’s your turn.
So, if you live in London North Centre, get off the damned couch and get your butt to the nearest polling station and cast your vote for Paul Van Meerbergen. If you live someplace else, get out and vote for whoever happens to be your local Tory.
Let’s face it folks, the sooner we get a majority, the better (yes, I KNOW I’m being stupidly optimistic and I don’t give a damn).
Now all I have to do is wait for the results to start rolling in…
And, because we could all use a good laugh by now (thanks Paul):
The election was too close to call. Neither the Conservative Party nor the Liberal Party had enough
votes to win. There was much talk about ballot recounting, court challenges, etc., but a week-long ice fishing competition seemed the sportsmanlike way to settle things.
The candidate that caught the most fish at the end of the week would win the election. Therefore, it was decided that there should be an ice fishing contest between the two candidates to
determine the winner.
After much back and forth discussion, it was decided that the contest take place on a remote frozen lake in northern Manitoba . There were to be no observers present, and both men were to be sent out
separately on this isolated lake and return at 5 P.M. with their catch for counting and verification by a team of neutral parties.
At the end of the first day, Steven Harper returned to the starting line and he had ten fish. Soon, Dion returned and had no fish. Well, everyone assumed he was just having another ‘bad hair’ day or something and hopefully, he would catch up the next day. ( A do-over)
At the end of the 2nd day Harper came in with 20 fish and Dion came in again with none. That evening, Jack Layton & Elizabeth May got together secretly with Dion and said, ‘Dion, I think Steven Harper is a low-life, cheatin’ son-of-a-gun. I want you to go out tomorrow and don’t even bother with fishing.
Just spy on him and see just how he is cheating.’
The next night (after Steven Harper returns with 50 fish), Layton said to Dion, ‘Well, tell me, how is Steven Harper cheating?’
Dion replied, ‘Jack, you’re not going to believe this, but he’s cutting holes in the ice.’
PS-
For all of you who have been nagging for it, here’s my prediction:
Conservatives: 160
Librano$: 75
Dippers: 22
Blocheads: 51
Greenz: dick all
That’s right: that’s how I think it’s gonna turn out. I can always edit it later to maintain my infallibility 😛
Well, well. Oh goody. Willya just look who’s back in the news again? It really amazes me the things that happen when I’m away sometimes.
Nobody’s favourite diddling bag of maggot shit, Jeremy Allan Steinke is finally getting his day in court. Not in Medicine Hat, though; oh no, we couldn’t have that. After all in the ‘Hat, everybody knows what an asshole he is. So they moved the trial all the way to Calgary. Because, as everybody knows, people in Cowtown can’t possible have ever heard of this waste of skin.
Now, before anybody out there (especially any Americans reading this) even thinks about hooting and hollering about how they didn’t see this coming: STFU!
… now it’s time for you to get out and do yours. Yes, folks, I just got back from casting my vote for the only party that I trust to run this country anymore. Now, it’s your turn.
