The talking heads on television can can all go fuck themselves. What have they ever taught us about anything? Motherfuck all.
Despite their total uselessness, the talking heads of the world are always sure to draw a crowd if it is announced they are giving a public performance. They are, to lean on a metaphor I lean on all too much because it is so often apt, just like the Dope City Canucks.
Which brings us to Ann Coulter and her recent visit to the country that won both Olympic hockey gold medals a month ago. Not only did she attract crowds, people actually paid money to listen to her bullshit. That is about as deep an editorial comment I have to offer on the wisdom of Ann Coulter because I do not watch American news programming - it is all a little fecal if you ask me.
I do not live in a tent on the outskirts of Aklavik, however, so I heard all about Coulter's visit and the protesters that trail her like the shit that would not come all the way out of my dog Ranger's ass the day after he ate a pair of stockings he found hanging by a homeless couple's shelter. Do not get me wrong, I am all for protesting. We are not very good at it in Canada, were the protests that took place during the Olympics ever lame, and ought to keep practising until we are as good at it as we are at playing hockey. (The only people who know how to protest in Canada are the Newfs.) I do, however, draw the line at protesting free speech. This is the line that separates me from most of the rest of my socialist brothers and sisters in my Communist country. I forget who said it, but as far as I am concerned, socialism shall either be Free or not at all.
There is something odd about a country that permits a hateful cunt like Ann Coulter to come up here and bend our ears yet extradites Ernst Zundel, whose unrealised dream was to bend half as many ears to his ideas that Coulter can at the drop of a hat. Perhaps the only word we need to change in Canada's anthem is the word "O". May I suggest we change the name of our anthem to Odd Canada.
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It is my understanding that no one was really threatening Coulter but she realized that she would mostly be speaking to hostile audiences. She cancelled on at least one engagement so that she would have an excuse to grandstand back home. "Look at me. I am dragging my wounded body back across the border, bloodied but unbowed. I alone have the courage to stand up to Red Canada! I alone!"
You know the American right is getting desperate when Canada is the next big threat to our long ago surrendered freedom.
"That is about as deep an editorial comment I have to offer on the wisdom of Ann Coulter because I do not watch American news programming - it is all a little fecal if you ask me."
Have to disagree with you brother. It's not a little fecal. It's a steaming buttload of shit. I seem to get most of my news from Canadian blogs.
Grandstanding, now there is a dandy American word, its history dating back to the early days of baseball. A word that fits spring swell. Grandstanding might also just be the biggest social disease out there these days. Try and keep it on your side of the border!
I have long admired the Canadian aversion to grandiosity. On the other hand without our Yew Ess Ay sense of hyper inflated self there would be no Jerry Lee Lewis. When the camps are set up and the great atonement is underway I guess we'll have to sort that out.
I am increasingly drawn to observations on 'free' speech. Especially given so many fuckers given a run for their money - online or off - in the USA or Canada sem bent on resorting to British libel laws to roast a sacrificial lamb. Or any other crumbling corner of Europe.
Britain, it is reported, is the torist centre of legal action in this regard.
Some cunt paints a disagreeable picture on a blog ? Sue him in the UK. Some bastard opts to exercise pen on paper ? Fleece him in the UK. Bankrupt the profligate.
Of course, I am cushioned by various discrepencies between English and Scots law to some extent. It throws the ambulance chasers off the scent, thank Christ. Or some pagan deity. The fact remains, though, however you choose to cut it, that free speech in the UK is not enshrined by constitution.
Know your rights. Circumscribed as they are by the depths of your pockets.
Only in England is the individual targetted rather than the newspaper. Only in this archaic quarter is the feckless card holder laid low by by the flexing of corporate muscle alone.
We don't need an amendment. We need a fucking revolution.
One gets the impression that Ms. Coulter would start calling for the castration of a select group of Right-Wingers from Flin-Flon and/or Riverton if she thought it would help spur the Sean Hannity's minions to summon her to yet another audience with old helmet hair head.
Or some such thing.
Free speech in my country is needlessly fettered as well. Not as fettered as it is in Great Britain. Sheep have more rights than people in that nation thanks to Paul McCartney and his doper buddies. Our Charter of Rights at long last distanced us from England in that regard. We still have a way to go when it comes to the fucking government telling us what we can say but when it comes to everyday life no one gives a toss what the government thinks anyway.
Forget Ernst Zundel, how about the bastards letting Coulter slime her way cross country when CBSA told Amy Goodman, a valuable person, to get herself gone in a matter of hours. Or, George Galloway, while not anywhere near Goodman's standard, being denied entry.
Of course, I don't want bureaucrats deciding who is entitled to talk and who is not. Their record shows officials are too dumb to make such judgments.
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