Category: Moonbattery

… it seems that there are still a few things left that politicians, if they’re smart, should refrain from buggering about with. One such thing seems to be the Lord’s Prayer.

Some of you might already know that, a while back, the Christianophobic McGuintyites got it into their pointy little heads that the time had come to scrap the reading of the Lord’s Prayer at the openings of the Ontario Legislature. So, in the midst of such brainy ejaculations as “It is time to move beyond the daily recitation of the Lord’s Prayer in the Ontario Legislature to a more inclusive approach that reflects 21st century Ontario,” McGuilty and his cohorts did what Fiberals do best: they blew a bunch of my money on some dumbass plan to study the issue to death before going ahead and trying to pull off whatever damned stunt they want to, anyway. One little problem this time: things don’t seem to be going according to plan…

Speaker Steve Peters, who is heading up a committee to examine replacing the Lord’s Prayer with another reading, says thousands are giving their opinion on the divisive debate through the legislature’s website.

The traffic was so great when the committee first set up the online form that it temporarily crashed the website, prompting hundreds of calls to Peters‘ office. [That would be at 416-325-7435 in TO or 519-631-0666 (insert irony here) in St. Thomas, if you’re interested in giving this dick a piece of your mind. -D]

It’s not as if this crap hasn’t been tried before. But hey, if McGuilty thinks he can get away with it, more power to him. Anything that will rub my fellow Ontarians’ noses, good and hard, into the steaming pile of stupidity that was re-electing this asshole, can’t be all bad. How else will they learn?

Reap what you sowed, boneheads…

I want to start out today by thanking Dave for the email that tuned me in to this book. I’ve never heard of Mary Lefkowitz before today, but after reading this review in the Wall Street Journal, I think I might just take some time to investigate more of her writings. They definitely seem to be worth the time.

For those of you who (like me) have never heard of her, Mary was a classicist at Wellesley College in the early ’90s, when she began to notice that some “Afrocentric” types were trying to rewrite history. This didn’t sit too well with Mary, what with her being one of those brick-headed “facts-are-good” types and all. Here’s a bit of what John Leo over at the WSJ had to say about it:

During this whirlwind of dubious scholarship, the academic world mostly remained mum, hiding behind the curtain of academic freedom and withholding its criticism lest a statement of simple truth be branded “racist.” For a 1991 column in U.S. News & World Report, I phoned seven Egyptologists and asked whether the ancient Egyptian population had been “black.” Of course not, they all responded, but not for attribution, since, as one said, “this subject is just too hot.”

The scholar who did the most to break this silence was Mary Lefkowitz, a mild-mannered classicist at Wellesley College. Without fully understanding the abuse she would invite by speaking out against Afrocentrism, she accepted an assignment in the fall of 1991 to write a long review of the second volume of Martin Bernal’s “Black Athena” for the New Republic magazine. She was shocked to discover that the Bernal volume, and a stack of other nearly fact-free books on Afrocentrism, had made headway in the schools and even in the universities.

She concluded that the Afrocentric authors regarded history as a form of advocacy: Like other postmodernists, they believed that truth is impossible to know — that all “narratives” are socially constructed and thus possess an equal claim to legitimacy. At the time, traditional scholarship was generally under assault, but the classics were particularly vulnerable, because they purported to study the foundational texts of the West. Attacking the classics as a complex system of lies was emotionally important to those who wanted to take Western culture down a peg. Feelings and politics mattered, not scholarship. As Ms. Lefkowitz puts it: “[Bernal] seemed to be saying that the most persuasive narrative was the one with the most desirable result. In effect, he was preaching a kind of affirmative action program for the rewriting of history.”

Read the whole review. I don’t know about you, but I definitely plan on reading this.

And while you’re at it, explain the District of Columbia, too.

For those of you that might be just awakening from your winter hibernation, His Blondeness, Dave “Da Dork” Miller, the Lord High Asshat of The Arsehole Of The Universe has once again begun burbling up his own butthole about attacking law-abiding firearms owners with a nation-wide handgun ban in Canada.

Where the hell am I going to start with disassembling this shitskullery? Well, I guess the best place to start is with the idiocy from Daveyboy’s on piehole: (more…)

Anybody that’s spent any time poking around here at all probably knows by now that I’m not much of a fan of the MSM (MainStream Media). Yes, there are a few (a very few) publications and networks that are finally realizing that there are more audiences out there than just the aging hippy boomers but they’re still the exception, not the rule. Whether it be newspapers, television, magazines, blogs (yes, I’m aware of what I do for a hobby, thank you) or whatever else have you, I find them to be — almost exclusively — rabidly leftist, with an almost pathological need to misrepresent anyone and anything even vaguely conservative.

Some of them, however, I don’t consider to be as bad as others. Glenn Beck’s a guy like that. Hell, you gotta admire a guy with the stones to take his own profession to task like he does here. I especially like the optimistic way that he tries to see the bright side in all this skulduggery (at about the7:05 mark) 😀

Cheers to Bleatmop over at Right Thinking for finding this first.

Contrasts always make good food for thought, don’t you think? I’m rather fond of them, myself. They just seem to make things clearer for my knuckle-dragging conservative mind.

Take Afghanistan, for instance. Yes, I know there’s a cornucopia of contrasts just waiting to be observed there but for now, I’m going to stick to just a couple of things.

Let’s start off with the Phederal Fiberal Party of Canada®. You know the Fiberals, right? They’re the ones that got us into Bush/Harper’s Warâ„¢ in the first place (don’t mention that to the loopy leftosphere, though; they just hate it when somebody pops their balloon). They got us in, but didn’t really mean it, and now… Well, now they’re even eating each other over it:

Former defence minister John McCallum, in particular, is disarmingly frank, speaking openly about how Canada ended up being stuck with the unenviable job of trying to bring security to the increasingly dangerous province of Kandahar. “We dithered, and so all the safe places were taken and we were left with Kandahar.”

Is it just me, or did McCallum just take a potshot at his old boss? Ah, well, Lieberals turning on each other; what are the odds?

Then we’ve got the people that are actually putting their lives on the line in that foreign land. Soldiers like Sergeant Patrick Tower, Sergeant Michael Denine, Master Corporal Collin Fitzgerald and Private Jason Lamont from the CAF, and more recently, this lad who’s serving with the 1st Battalion of the Royal Welsh:

Fusilier Damien Hields used his grenade machinegun to destroy seven Taliban positions before his ambushers realised he was their main threat. After peppering his vehicle with bullets, they hit the 24-year-old soldier. He had to be dragged off for treatment by his driver after he tried to continue fighting.

“Fusilier Hields showed extraordinary courage under intense fire,” said Lieutenant-Colonel Huw James, his commanding officer. “I was astonished at the state of his vehicle. There were so many holes in it, it was like a teabag. The Taliban did everything in their power to neutralise [him] and Fusilier Hields was having none of it. His actions allowed his patrol to come out of the ambush in which they were outnumbered by three or four to one and probably saved a lot of lives.” […]

Hields was one of 28 Military Crosses announced last week. There were also five Conspicuous Gallantry Crosses, the second highest award after the Victoria Cross. […]

They were on their way back to Kandahar on June 3, driving south in a valley, when the Taliban attacked. One of the Land Rovers hit a landmine and was flipped upside down by the blast. “There were Taliban dug in all around and they started hitting us with AK47s and mortars. We could not see where they were at first.”

Hields followed the trail of RPG-7 rocket-propelled grenades coming towards him and started firing grenades one at a time, trying to home in. “Then I switched to automatic fire,” he said. A grenade machine gun has a box with 32 grenade rounds. “I emptied a box onto that position and you could see all the dust and smoke flying about where they hit.

“After that no fire came back from that position and I moved on to the next one. One or two rounds until I got onto the target, and switch to automatic and empty the box.”

Realising that Hields was the main threat to them, the remaining Taliban fighters homed in on him with their RPG7s, Dushka heavy machineguns and Kalash-nikov rifles. Hields was undaunted and continued firing.

“I got through six boxes in about 15 minutes and we were winning the fight,” he said. “They started it. We were going to finish it.”

One of the Taliban rounds finally hit home as he was bending down to reload. “I felt a sharp punch in the kidneys on my right side,” he said. “It knocked me into the bottom of the [Land-Rover]. I looked down and saw a hole in my body armour and a bit of blood.”

Hields was dragged out of the Taliban fire and back about 20 yards where Lance-Corporal Carley Williams, the female medic attached to the troops, had dashed through enemy fire to set up a first aid position.

“The lads were screaming at me to get into cover,” said Williams, 23, from Llanelli. They saw one round actually pass between my legs.” She was awarded the Joint Commanders’ Commendation for her bravery.

Hields said: “It turned out the bullet had smashed a rib and gone out of me again without touching any internal organs which was very lucky. It was just a flesh wound really.”

He and the other wounded were evacuated by helicopter. After treatment and recuperation, Hields was back taking part in operations in Afghanistan in July. “Obviously I’m extremely proud but I’ve got friends still recovering from injuries and it’s them I’m more worried about.”

Funny, the way some things can look when you put them next to each other, isn’t it?

Hey, kids.

Not a whole lot of time for shooting my mouth off this morning so, instead, I’ll just point you over to a damned good post by Hunter over at Climbing Out Of The Dark that I just tripped over.

Ever since the passing of Bill C-484, the usual feminazi, pro-infanticide suspects have been screeching about how the Big Bad Toriesâ„¢ are wrecking Canada’s abortion laws (as if we had any). Well, Hunter takes these assholes to task. And for the record: Hunter’s a chick, so you can take your little Patriarchy Oppressionâ„¢ argumentum ad hominem and put it back in your pants…

Bill C-484, the Unborn Victims of Crime Act had some help in passing into committee, Liberals 27, NDP 1, Bloq 0, Ind 1, Conservatives 120. Not one of those Liberals, NDP or Independents were female, NOT ONE!

ALL Liberal, Bloq and NDP Females voted AGAINST, and one Conservative female. SHAME! They cry about having more women as MP’s, well if this is what we get, no thanks.

Click the link and keep on reading. It’s worth it.