Archive for: April 2008
April 29, 2008
Most folks know already that it’s not often that I have anything good to say about our courts. Years of infestation with Grit-beholden hacks have made them next to useless for protecting law-abiding folks. Every now and then, though, something good manages to come down the pipe. This time, the source of the sudden outbreak of unasshattery was the Crown Attorney’s office in Calgary and not some Grit flunky judge but hey, these days, you take your good news where you can get it, right?
Some of you might remember me shooting my mouth off a bit about this before (you’ll have to scroll down some; it’s one of my more long-winded posts). I just couldn’t get my brain around the fact that the cops and crown were even thinking about putting this guy’s ass in a sling for nothing more than defending his home and woman.
Well, as it turns out, there’s some good news after all: Dan Olynyk’s as free as a bird, just like he should be (tip o’ the hat to Frank for noticing this first)… (more…)
April 28, 2008
It must be Monday. Only Mondays do stuff like this, probably because they just know that I’m going to still be hungover from the weekend. 🙄
Everybody pulls a boneheaded maneuver every now and then, but when it comes to stupidity of the good old, bag-o’-hammers variety, nobody — as in nooooooooooooobody, a la Mel Lastman — can beat the trufflesnufflers in Canada’s unelected, unaccountable, Grit-puppet Upper Chamber. As if we didn’t have enough reason to want to get rid of this gaggle of dorks already, the denizens of the Chamber of Snoozing Second ThoughtÂ® jammed their asshats on to their pointy little heads and twisted the screws just a little bit tighter. Peter Worthington tells us a bit about it: (more…)
April 26, 2008
Well, my Saturday’s off to a satisfactory start; how about yours? What with all the warm, fuzzy un-language that we get rammed down our throats in the media these days — whores are “sex trade workers,” terrorists are “insurgents,” no-go zones in Paris are “culturally sensitive areas,” rape is “sexual assault,” blah blah blah, ee-eye-ee-eye-oh — it’s nice to see, even if it’s only every now and then, a reporter that decides to just say “screw it, a spade’s a spade,” and hit the nail on the head.
Out in Edmonton, Tony Blais managed to find that nail and give it a good smack…
Crackhead jailed for abduction, rape
An Edmonton crackhead was sentenced to nearly eight years in prison yesterday for the “frightening” and “horrifying” armed abduction and rape of a city teen.
Edward Wayne Belter, 46, put his head in his hands upon hearing the sentence and then looked angrily towards the victim, cursing under his breath.
While Tony seems to have the idea, the judge, Court of Queen’s Bench Justice Robert Graesser, doesn’t quite seem to get it. Granted, he gave this scumbag 8 years (not enough IMO, but better than some other asshat judges have done) but then he goes and decides to lay on the fuzzy…
Graesser told Belter, a former construction manager, he accepted the Sept. 5, 2006, attack was “drug-fuelled” and appeared out of character for him and said it was another case of a person having their life “ravaged” by drugs.
So WHAT??? Nobody put a gun to this asshole’s head and rammed a crackpipe in his gob…
April 25, 2008
… for no reason at all, other than that it’s illegal to just walk up and put a bullet between their eyes. A perfect example of just such a useless bag of camel shit is Naeem Muhammad Khan from Toronto. The fact that we can’t stick this ungrateful little turd on a slow boat to nowhere also provides some handy proof of both the great lie that is multicultism, and just how far out of control our immigration system has gotten. This little sonofaslut even has the gall to proudly proclaim that… ah hell, read it for yourself… (more…)
… then I don’t know what the hell will.
We all, whether we want to admit it or not, have serious misgivings about the intentions of increasing — and increasingly belligerent — Muslim populations in western nations. El InglÃ©s, a contributor over at the Gates of Vienna, takes a good long look at things we’d rather not have to think about, let alone discuss, and drags some of the monsters lurking under the bed of the western psyche into the light of day while he’s at it. Being no fan of the Multicult Koolaidâ„¢, I’ve done this sort or writing myself before, but not quite to the extent that this fellow has.
You likely won’t agree with most of the essay (I don’t) and you sure as hell won’t like it. The problem is that it’s one hell of a compelling work, and disagreeing with it is a job and a half unto itself. The essay begins with a simple, and damned grim, assertion:
A few months ago, I wrote â€œThe Danish Civil Warâ€, a fictional scenario which served to structure a consideration of various issues relating to the rise of Islam in Europe and the likely consequences thereof. The essay finished with the conclusion that Islam constituted an existential threat to the survival of European civilization, and that Islamâ€™s influence on Europe therefore needed to be eliminated. It further concluded that, logically speaking, the various ways of achieving this goal could be broadly subdivided into three categories:
- inducing Muslims to leave of their own free will,
- mass deportations, and
(Hereinafter referred to as options one, two and three, respectively)
Having now had several months in which to further consider this issue, it seems to me that my conclusions in this regard can be considerably refined. For reasons that I hope to make clear in this essay, I no longer believe that it is possible to solve the problem that Islam has become by means of option one, and I have little confidence that even option two could constitute an effective tool in this regard. I therefore predict that Europe is being swept into a position where it will be forced to choose between relying overwhelmingly on option three and surrendering. (more…)
April 24, 2008
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Not quite sure what to make o’ this… I know, I know; that doesn’t happen very often.
It’s not that I don’t like boobs, mind you ( hey, I was the hooter-hound prototype 😛 ).
Ah, what the hell… it’s for a good cause. 😀