Oh, dear. Thin-skinned thespian lesbian Lorna Pardy doesn’t seem to be garnering any sympathy from the expected quarters.
You might be wondering to yourself, “who the hell is Lorna Pardy?” Well, Lorna’s a dyke with no sense of humour. Apparently, she’s also a heckler; and not a very good one. You see, Lorna’s the whiny little bitch that went scurrying off to the BC Human Lefts Commission after she and a fellow muff-diver got a verbal smackdown from a comedian that they were heckling. Lorna likely reckoned that she’d have some kind of “wall of sisterhood” type shit backing her up on her idiocy. Doesn’t look like it.
It seems Lorna has become something of a pariah among many in the gay community (maybe they remember when they were on the other end of the stick? who knows…). Whatever the reason, she doesn’t seem to be making many friends. Here’s who we’re talking about:
Lorna’s the one in the middle. And, judging by some of what’s in the comments on the site that I filched this from, she’s gonna be on the outside soon. We’ll start off with what M_WORD had to say:
shame on you Lorna Pardy.
shame on you for single-handedly lending the credibility of our community to the near fascist BC Human Rights Council, and thus allowing our causes and passions to be hijacked by these thinly veiled thought-crime police.
Has it occurred to you that instead of filing a human rights complaint, the right thing to do would have been to grow a pair and stop being so thin skinned!? [yeah, I know; I nearly laughed my balls off, too, when I read that part -D] Has our community, nee our lovely and liberal Canadian society as a whole become what it is today by crying wolf every time someone said something that hurt our feelings? It has not. Even the US, with it’s terrifyingly litigious tendencies does not encourage the prosecution of thought crime in the way that your petty and pathetic actions have.
I am so discouraged at your small minded and immature foolishness ms lorna pardy that should we ever meet, you can expect me to bitch slap some damn sense into that air-filled head of yours.. stupid woman. stupid stupid woman. shame on you for implicating all of us in this shameless dance with the insatiable beast of censorship. I still remember a time not that long ago when books deemed to have explicit gay and lesbian content were not allowed into Canada, and now, thanks to the foolish and shortsighted tantrum of one sadly insecure little lesbian hipster, we can all look forward to another walk down that dark path.
thank you for bringing this distinctly fascist distortion of liberal thought into our community.
Seems that EYES_ARE_LISTENING doesn’t have much sympathy, either:
You pathetic drunk!!! You make out with your girlfriend like some 15 year old in front of an adult audience. You then behave like some drunken heterosexual male at a strip joint and whine when you get a taste of your own medicine. This will never leave you. A bit of advice sweetheart: stay away from booze cuz you can’t control your big fat mouth. Oh, and say goodbye to your career.
Hm. Maybe this could explain why Lorna seems to be wanting a low profile, even on gay-friendly sites:
“I can’t even give you my name [to be] printed,” said one of the women, who would only confirm her first name as Lorna.
Heh. Too late, buttercup; everybody already knows who you are.
Did you hear the one about the two lesbians who walked into a comedy club and started heckling the comedian? He turned the tables on them, so they complained to the B.C. Human Rights Tribunal. And now the joke is on the taxpayers forced to pay for this kangaroo court.
[The following post contains language which is not suitable for children. I try to keep the site relatively clean (as clean as a trashmouth like me gets, anyway) but there are times when soft language is just plain dishonest. Parents are STRONGLY advised to preview for themselves before allowing their kids access to this post. Better yet; don’t even let your kids read it at all. -Dennis]
…and walk out with a human rights complaint cash cow. Only in Canada. And guess what else? It’s in uber-leftist British Californicate, no less. What are the odds, eh?
Why, why, WHY can I never be making this shit up??? As if none of us saw this bullshit coming, here’s the gist of it: two shitfaced slit-slurpers shuffle into a club, don’t like what the comic on stage is saying, and haul ass to the nearest HRC to piss and moan and collect a free bankroll. That’s what it boils down to.
The rules change from case to case, as needed to ensure that the accused’s rights are properly violated.
Truth is not a defense.
And now, we can add another one to the list: They have no sense of humour…
A Canadian stand-up comedian will face a human rights tribunal hearing after a woman complained she and her friends faced a “tirade of homophobic and sexist comments” while attending one of his shows.
In a decision released this week, the B.C. Human Rights Tribunal ruled there is enough evidence to hear the case of Vancouver woman Lorna Pardy against Toronto comedian Guy Earle. Zesty’s Restaurant in Vancouver, where the May 22, 2007, show took place, was also named in the complaint. The restaurant has since closed.
But Guy Earle stresses the comments he made last year to Lorna Pardy and her partner at Zesty’s Restaurant (now known as Zawa) were not motivated by sexual discrimination but out of his hatred for hecklers.
In the video, the comedian says he doesn’t “hate anybody based on sexual orientation” but does “hate hecklers.”
HOLY SHIT!!! A comedian that hates hecklers! WHAT ARE THE ODDS OD THAT????? 😯 I wonder what this little Canadian Michael Richards has to say for himself…?
… Let the sorry son of a bitch have it with both barrels. Again.
As a little follow-up to one of yesterday’s posts, it’s interesting to see that Tarek Fatah isn’t the only one polishing up the cluebat to beat would-be jihadi uber-censor Mohamed Elmasry over the head with. The Waterloo Record, from Elmasry’s hometown of Waterloo, Ontario, let the arrogant prick have it from their trenches too, the other day (tip o’ the chapeau to Ezra for this one). You know that you’re really buggering something up when even the paper in your home town is ripping you a new one.
[Exegesis: My apologies to the good folks of Waterloo. I know that your city isn’t really his hometown, Cairo is. Waterloo’s just a place where he has a house. In fact, no place in Canada is Elmasry’s home. If it were, he wouldn’t be giving one of our most cherished liberties the back of his hand. Sorry for any offense at being lumped in with that turd. -D]
For five depressing days in a nondescript courtroom in Vancouver last week, one of the most important rights in Canada — the right to free speech — was repeatedly kicked in the head.
It was a shocking, demeaning and unsettling spectacle that would be more at home in a totalitarian state than a country that claims to be a liberal democracy. But the attack on Maclean’s magazine for daring to publish the Oct. 20, 2006 article, The Future Belongs To Islam, was entirely permissible under British Columbia’s human rights laws. It is time those regulations, indeed the nation’s human rights regulations, are rewritten. Much depends on this.
The hearing before the B.C. Human Rights Tribunal came in direct response to complaints made against Maclean’s by two members of the Canadian Islamic Congress. It is obvious that those two individuals, one of whom is congress president Mohamed Elmasry of Waterloo, were sincerely offended by the article in question.
Meanwhile, the National Post took a little time out of its busy schedule to deliver a good swift kick in the nuts to Elmasry’s favourite sockpuppet / sith apprentice for his peculiar notions about what value freedom of speech should have:
Apparently, Khurrum Awan doesn’t have much respect for those ideals. A recent graduate of Osgoode Hall law school in Toronto, Mr. Awan has put his name to various human-rights complaints against Maclean’s magazine and writer Mark Steyn, whom the Canadian Islamic Congress (CIC) accuses of Islamophobia. Mr. Awan and his coplaintiffs demand that the magazine provide a pro-Islamist writer with space equal to the amount devoted to Mr. Steyn’s work.
At a conference over the weekend, Mr. Awan betrayed just how thoroughly he and his fellow travellers misunderstand the concept of freedom of speech. He told the Canadian Arab Federation that Muslims must “demand [the] right to participate” in national media. “And we have to tell them, you know what, if you’re not going to allow us to do that, there will be consequences. You will be taken to the human rights commission, you will be taken to the press council, and you know what? If you manage to get rid of the human rights code provisions [on hate speech], we will then take you to the civil courts system. And you know what? Some judge out there might just think that perhaps it’s time to have a tort of group defamation, and you might be liable for a few million dollars.”
Can you say “ambulance-chasing shakedown artist,” boys and girls? I knew you could. Favourite parts right here:
Perhaps what truly irks Mr. Awan is that the CIC’s position — pro-censorship, pro-Islamist, anti-free speech — has been so roundly disparaged in the mainstream media. He doesn’t just want his ideas floated in the general Canadian marketplace of ideas: He wants uncritical acceptance.
Sorry, but that’s not the way things work in Canada — or any other democracy: People with bad ideas are mocked, ignored or refuted. You have no “human right” to get your bad ideas taken seriously. […]
If someone were actively seeking to stir up the worst stereotypes Canadians hold in regard to the repressive political cultures being imported into Canada by Arab and Muslim immigrants, it’s hard to imagine anyone doing a better job than Khurrum Awan.
Aw, don’t feel too bad, little sockpuppet. You’ve still got some friends out there. Yes you do. Quite the fan club…
When you see us, you think that you are superior to us. Even a prostitute thinks she is superior to us because she is white. You don’t know the real initial. I mean you don’t know the real man who played to your mother, but you think you are superior to us. You say you are rich. How did you become rich? By steeling our oil and the third world. Right?
Your men (army) are fighting oversees, and you say their wives are waiting for their husbands. Do they really wait for their husbands? I don’t think so. Why? Because she has her neighbor or the dog to look after her. Yes, the dog will do the husband’s job until he comes back from the mission. This is why many white women have dogs to have sex with or to clean the front part. You know what I mean (p—y).
For those of you that don’t go there much, pop on over to the National Post’s Full Comment blog and get a good look at Tarek Fatah letting Machiavellian maggot Mohamed Elmasry — and “his political apprentice Khurrum Awan” — have it with both barrels. Fatah, for those of you that don’t know, is one of the few Muslims in Canadian media (Salim Mansur is the only other one that I know of) who has absolutely zero tolerance for Islamofascist bullshit. His basic message: if you have some kind of problem with freedom of speech… don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out!
When Mohamed Elmasry declared a few years ago that there was more press freedom in Egypt than in Canada, it took me some time and effort to lift my jaw up from the floor. However, since then I have become accustomed to the outlandish statements and claims of the good science professor from Egypt.
I don’t like Obambi. This fact is far from secret. So far, in fact, that it couldn’t get to secret if it took a nickel to go to China. The man — and I think I’m taking a dangerous liberty with that word here — is a buffoon. He makes speeches that vaguely promise the moon but he’d be lucky if he could figure out how to deliver green cheese. He hasn’t accomplished a damned thing in his time in the US Senate and his experience, were it expressed as a fraction, would be written as diddly over squat. And before any of the usual suspects start blabbing about “another inexperienced Senator from Illinois,” let me explain one very, very simple little thing to you:
Even on the best God damned day of his life, Barack still wouldn’t be a match for Abe if Lincoln was coming off a three day drunk. Period. The minute — hell, screw that; the SECOND — that the words “God damn America” came out of his sorry piehole, Lincoln would have fistf*cked Jeremiah Wrong right in the mouth! And that, ladies and gentlemen, is everything that you will ever need to know about Barack Obama and Abraham Lincoln. Case closed (not that that’ll keep me from shooting my mouth off some more). Lincoln was a man of principles and integrity who stuck to his guns, even if they were pointed at him; Obambi is a smarmy fop with a messianic complex who twists in the wind of public opinion. Lincoln met adversity head-on; Obambi’s a deer in the headlights. Obama’s chumminess with seditious elements has shown him to be a two-faced little pretty boy; Lincoln (who, let’s be honest, was a less than hansom man) once quipped, in all seriousness, “if I were two-faced, would I be wearing this one?” You get the idea.
And you know what? Nothing that I’ve written so far in this post means jack. Not a damned word of it. The reason why is simple: I’m Canadian. I don’t live in the U-S of A and I’m not going to be voting in their election, so whatever the hell I think about Obama or McCain or anyone else doesn’t add up to half a fart in a hurricane. My opinion just plain doesn’t matter.
So, what the hell am I shooting my mouth off for, then? Well, to be honest, I rather like the Yanks. There, I said it. Sure, they piss me off every now and then; the softwood lumber thing is a bit of a longtime burr under my saddle and Ann Coulter’s “lucky we allow them to exist on the same continent” crack made me want to bend her over and ram my Shutthef*ckup Stickâ„¢ up her narrow ass until her ears popped, but for the most part, all the Americans I’ve met have all been the nicest folks. And, contrary to popular belief, a hell of a lot more polite than a lot of Canucks I can think of.
So, I like the Yanks (it’s not as if I were the first, after all). I also understand how democracy works. It needs to be healthy and in order for that to be true, the people need to have faith in it. They need to be able to put some faith into their parties, even if that party is (ugh) the Democrats. That’s why I’m writing this: to help the Dems out. Not because I have any love for them, of course, but if they can improve themselves, then the Republicans will have no choice but to either improve in response or be banished to the political wilderness. The end result will be better for everybody, even for us up here in the Great White North®, seeing as how they’re our biggest trading partners and all.
That’s why I’ve decided to help out the donkeys; and I’m going go do it by explaining…
Why Obama Is Doomed To Lose
Dear Jackasses:
There are plenty of reasons not to vote for him; so many that I’m not even going to bother going into them all here. It doesn’t matter, anyway. None of them are the real reason why he’s going to lose. The real irony of it is, that he would lose anyway and it wouldn’t even be his fault. It would be yours, not his. The man could be the greatest political thinker of the generation and he’d still lose.
It’s because he’s a black Democrat.
There, I said it. It may not sound like a very nice thing to say but it’s still the truth and nothing you can do can escape that. Short of an untimely death (unlikely), John McCain is going to be the next President of the United States of America and there’s nothing that you or I or anyone else can do about it. You picked a losing horse.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying you should have gone with Billary. She would have lost because she’s a woman Democrat. But I’m not talking about her, I’m talking about Obama, so let’s get on with it.
Borat Obambi’s going to lose because he’s a black Democrat. He’s not going to lose because he’s a Democrat; ya’ll were dumb enough to re-elect Billy-Bob, weren’t ya? I guess you think that it’s because he’s black, then?
WRONG!
Mark well my words on this one, because I’m speaking as someone who’s on the outside, looking in. I really don’t give a damn who you pick to run your country. I’d like you to be wise in your choices, but it’s really your mess to clean up if you blow it, not mine. In America, anyone can grow up to be President; it’s one of the risks you take. That being said, here’s my opinion, as a neutral party who considers himself a fairly keen observer of where American culture has been heading in my lifetime (and even a little bit before): Sometime in the next 20-24 years (five or six elections), if not sooner, the United States WILL have a President who is a woman… or black… or both. Yes, I have someone in mind and no, I’m not gonna tell you who, so shut the hell up.
You see, little Mr. Bananafanafofama isn’t going to lose because he’s black or because he’s a Democrat. He’s going to lose because he’s black AND a Democrat. That combination is political hemlock in the United States. For what it’s worth, to get back to Billary for a second (last time, I promise): being a woman AND a Democrat has the same effect. You boneheads could find yourselves a balck or female version of friggin’ Eisnehower and you still wouldn’t be able to get them elected.
YOU can’t get a black or a woman elected president. YOU. The only, and I mean ONLY, people that you can get elected are white males, and you’ve got no one but yourselves to blame for that. Not a soul. It’s ALL YOUR FAULT! You’ve been busting your asses for years to shackle yourselves to this anchor and now, you’ve got no God damned business acting surprised at your success. ‘Twas long and strong many elections ago, and you have laboured upon it since; ah, ’tis a ponderous chain, my little Ebenezers…
How did you do this to yourselves, you ask? Why can’t you get such a candidate elected? The answer is simple, and it’s going to make you sick: ANY Presidential candidate that you put forward who isn’t a white guy is going to have affirmative action emanating off of them like a stink that would knock flies off a shitwagon. It’s because you’ve been furiously bending yourselves over every barstool in the joint for decades in a frenzied rush to brand yourselves as The Party Of Affirmative Action®. Congratulations, you have succeeded. Now you’ve painted yourselves into a corner that will take you even longer to get out of than it took you to get into. Nice going.
The problem is that the American public thinks something about affirmative action. They think it and talk amongst themselves about it, but not around Leftbot moonbats (they don’t feel like listening to the bullshit). In their minds, it is a very simple yet factual equation:
[affirmative action] = [inferior quality]
They’ve all seen it. Two candidates apply for a job. One has a good education, fine marks, and years of experience in the field; the other did poorly in school, and has never been able to keep a job. Which one got hired? The one that wasn’t a healthy, white, Christian male, of course. It’s bad enough in the workplace, but do you really want some second-rate token (yeah, you heard me) running the country?? You might, but they sure as hell don’t. And that’s where you’re screwed.
Sure, you may have been able to browbeat Geraldine Ferraro quite soundly but her words should have sounded a warning for you. You were only able to get the result you desired because she could be ganged up on; that’s the only real tool you have. But when an American goes in to that booth to vote, they’re all alone with their conscience. There is NO ONE there to harangue them.
They look at that ballot and ask themselves, “is this the best candidate?” If they have to look at it and ask, “is this the best [insert adjective here] candidate?” … Well then, that’s one adjective too many and you’re screwed. They want the BEST candidate for the job, PERIOD, and they don’t give a damn if he/she’s a three-legged, post-menopausal, transsexual whose family tree can be traced back to when a freed slave ancestor married a Cherokee princess. 🙄 Just as long as that pesky adjective doesn’t get shoved in their faces, they’re fine.
You, on the other hand, have wedged that adjective in there so tightly that there’s no prying it loose. You’ve fastened that millstone around your necks and you’re actually stupid enough to be proud of it. Whether you want to admit it or not, Obumble’s been playing the race card all along… and so have you. In perhaps trying to atone for your past sins, methinks thou dost protest too much.
Hoisted by your own petard.
I hope you enjoyed our little chat; really, I do. And I hope you walk away just a little bit wiser for it. You do your country no service by setting the bar so low for your competition. Good luck getting your act together.
Until then, I’ll be relaxing up here amongst the beavers and igloos and, a few years from now, when it comes on the television, I’ll kick back and crack a cold Canadian beer (that’s “moonshine” to you) and watch the swearing in of the first black/female President of the United States. Another Republican in the White House, because then they win their party’s nomination, nobody at all will wonder if they deserve it or not.
For those of you that don’t know already, Andrew Coyne’s going to be live blogging C-Sixer Mark Steyn’s little chinwag with the B.C. Human Lefts Tribunalâ„¢ today, starting at 12:30 EST (in about 20 minutes) and going until… well, whenever the clowns get tired and decide to fold up the tent, I guess… Pop over and click your refresh button from time to time to keep updated.
Naturally, I’ll be brazenly plagiarizing/stealing the choicest tidbits and sticking them in this post as the days go on… 😉