Ranting and Roaring

What the hell does it take to get kicked out of the country, anyway?
Here’s an idea: if it’s a friendly country — like one from the EU — let’s deport first and ask questions later.

From the “why I’ve let my subscription to the Globe lapse” files:

A man of peace, except for that whole ‘wipe out the Jews’ thing. We can’t forget that, can we? I’m not sure if you can understand Hitler, or National Socialism (or Socialism of any sort, for that matter once you get down to the brass tacks) without accounting for the “exterminate the Jew” factor. Once you take that out, well, you just have your generic 20th century totalitarian dictator, don’t we?

But I’m saving the juiciest one for last:

Ohhh, an Arch-Idiotarian! Whatever could he saying? Surely he’s not talking about George W. Bush, the man renowned in leftist circles for his fiery oratory and clarity of speech. Of course not, we wouldn’t want to think that, would we? I’m sure he must be referring the voices in the middle east talking about the sons of apes and pigs, kill the Jews, and that sort of thing.

Q: how do you tell this guy’s a lefty? A: by the sneering at the “masses”.

A judge in BC has overturned the part of the Elections Act that prohibits premature release of election results. For non-Canadian readers, it is, or rather, was, illegal to release election results from areas in eastern time zones to those western ones until voting had closed in the western time zones. Since Canada spans 6 time zones over 4 hours and 30 minutes. This marks yet another judicial overturning of the federal government’s attempt to manipulate the particulars of information dissemination related to Canadian elections.

Janes’ Blogosphere is now providing RSS feeds for all the blogs it scrapes that don’t have already provide an RSS feed (over 900). Why do you care? Because many folks out there, such as Radio Userland, AmphetaDesk, and other aggregators, only read blogs that provide RSS updates. Unfortunately, many blogging programs — particularly Blogger and Greymatter — don’t provide RSS feeds. Blogger Pro provides the ability to this but is incorrectly implemented — i.e. it doesn’t work.

To find out more, go here…

Via The Corner.

The Meatriarchy was there and has observations.

A homeless woman abandoned her newborn baby to freeze to death in the cold last week. Beyond all reasonable expectations, the baby survived and is doing well. While no-one’s been crying “string her up”, it’s fair to say that we’re all interested in whether the mother has severely impaired mental capacities before passing judgment on why she hasn’t been charged with attempted murder yet. However, one familiar brand of Toronto parasite has not-unexpectedly crawled out of the woodwork already:

Pardon? You saw the damn women three times a week. Since you’re so in touch with the feelings of the “people who need help”, perhaps you could pass along useful tips like “it’s bad to murder your baby” or “you know, there’s about seven hospitals in walking distance from here”. I doubt Lawless particularly gives a shit, to tell the truth: the homeless-industry in Toronto is about creating medium-to-high paying unionized jobs for otherwise unemployable graduates of social studies and other pseudo-studies from university who can then go on to blame everyone but the victimizer for their crimes and ills.

The Edge of England’s Sword’s Iain Murray gets his story covered — several weeks late, I’m afraid — in today’s Register.

By Proteus.

Segacs’s World I Know writes about Jaggi and his rights (and wrongs).

Well that was a waste of an evening. I was cheering for the Raiders, but in my defense (someone has to have one), I think they were all kidnapped and replaced with clones from one of the more disreputable cut-rate cloning outfits I’m hearing about on the news all the time.

And how about all that music? I think it’s great that horse-faced father-marrying freak Celine Dion (Celine walks into a pub and the barkeep says, “Hey, Celine, why the long face?”) came out to support second-hand clothing provided by the Salvation Army. And how about that Shania Twain? Here’s a tip, baby: if you’re going to lipsync, you have to keep doing it even if you walk into the crowd. Lame-o. Great hip-to-waist ratio though. I thought Sting (all the youth money for surgery can buy) was going to deck Gwen Stefani for forgetting the lyrics to Message in Bottle: don’t they practice? On the other hand, her band, The Whatsyamacallitsasifitsreallyimportant, nailed the song: good job.
On the subject of surgery, is the short squat one from the Dixie Chicks getting unnaturally better looking?
A special honorable mention has to go Bon Jovi, for taking the loser segment: the post-game show. Like anyone cares. Maybe he needs the money?

On the plus side, we were given free food all evening (as if we needed it) by the good folks at The Duke of Argyle on John Street, in the old Acme Bar and Grill location. I miss the old 1993 Acme, but not the mice-infested hole it became by the end of the decade. We also won 50 bucks from the bar pool, from which we alleviated some fraction of our evening’s drinking costs.

David Artemiw has a lot more on the NDP elections — yeah, yeah, like we care — and numerically quantifies what “some animals are more equal than others” means: pigs pull 15.2 times the voting power of your common puddle duck (I’m crossing metaphors here, due to the influence of too many children books). Congratulations to David to getting Borqued and to Jack “Napoleon” Layton for “winning” the election: good luck with that, eh?

David Artemiw has discovered the joys of online voting: he’s cast a vote in the NDP leadership race by spoofing his way past the NDP help desk. Unionized labour, no doubt. As a cynical computer geek, I can say with a fair bit of confidence that I don’t think electronic voting for paper ballot voting, unless the stakes are not very high. Fortunately, in this case that is exactly so. Humans are typically the weakest link in any system (I believe this was Kevin Mitnick’s modus operandi), but almost any technological system is rife with holes for those willing to put the effort into finding them.

Ahh, I just noticed that Mr. Cosh is reporting that voting was shut down for a period of time due to a denial of service attack. Ah, evil capitalists and/or counter-revolutionary forces are on the attack again, silencing the little guy.

I suppose I have throw in a link to the Axis of Weasels entry by ScrappleFace.

Within regards to the fate of Lynsey Bennet, former Miss Canada “International” (written about here), my friend Doug suggests the following poll (I’ve made one alteration, for purposes of being nice):

The Immigrant Song: now I know why we must make greater efforts to understand the root causes of Viking looting and raping.

Do you notice that when you reading anything by (those-who-claim-to-be) Arab and Muslim mouthpieces, there’s a certain desperation to be discriminated against — assumably so they can play the “victim” card — but Canadians and Americans just won’t cooperate by actually doing it? I mean, like here in the Globe and Mail today, or in this one, with the hilarious government sponsored “zero-blind study” of the effect of hijabs on 16 employers.

…it’s in admiration of James Madison, 4th President of the United States. Just a theory, mind you.

Trinity — part of my daughter’s name — was the 67th most popular name in 2001, when she was born. Its first appearance was in 1993, at a stunning 948th place.

And just because I believe I have free will doesn’t mean I’m not influenced by my environment. What’s my choice? Live in a box?

It snowed in my car yesterday: my heater in the car was left on full blast in the morning and when I left work, phwoshhhh…, snow storm in the driver’s seat. BTW: I don’t think wind chill counts, unless you get stuck outside without clothing.

Orrin Judd expands nicely on my little National Socialism piece below.
The Meatriarchy and ESR do also, though you could have told that by pressing on the “ThreadTrack” link in the article…

Rachel Lucas’s article about Hitler’s Bluff is pretty amusing, if not timely, as it looks like the French have just surrendered the Rhineland, once again without a shot being fired!

We (that is, the Blog Collective) should stop using the diminutive word “Nazi” to refer to the party that ruled Germany through the 1930s to the mid ’40s and start calling them by their real name: National Socialists (from the German Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei: National Socialist German Worker’s Party). It’s been far too long that the morality of these clowns have been pinned to the right. Seeing the anti-Isreal hatred of the “peace” protestors over the past weekend, reading about what has been going on in Montreal over the last few months, hearing the opinions the anti-war left on CBC radio (Iraq needs WMDs to defend itself against Israeli aggression), the unshamed anti-Isreal opinions of the NDP leadership candidates, and not to mention a century as acting as apologetics for mass-murderers through the 20th century, it should be clear of both what the heritage is and who the inheritors of the National Socialists are.

Shoveling snow at 6:30 am? Big deal. It’s 6:18 am here in Toronto and I’ve been at work for almost 45 minutes. I started my car in -17 temperatures wearing only a pair of sneakers and my night coat.

Then I did 250 one-arm push-ups in the snowbank next to my car just to get the blood flowing. And then….

Update: I suppose Steve still thinks we’re all wimps.

You still haven’t linked to this article. Scared. Chicken? Go ahead, I double dare you.

No, seriously. Link to this post. OK. How if I do this: pretty please? Now link to this post. Or this one, if you want to be a contrarian.