The 2008 Presidential election is a most important hinge of history. The atavistic cohort in our midst hope to redeem the "stolen" presidency of al-Gore with some combination of the Gorgon triumvirate of Shrillary, Hussein and John Boy.
Although the left of American society, representative of similar elements in all of the Anglosphere democracies, won't stand up for true freedom and liberty, they do have the inalienable right to believe and say what they will. Nominally, stupidity is not a statute crime.
Painful though it is, the right of Leftards to their opinions was prepaid with the blood and treasure of our brothers, fathers, and grandfathers. To exhibit personal cowardice, to be an emotional cripple, to be spiritually dead, is thus far only a sin and a moral crime. It is the place of Conservatives to silence them only by the weight and force of reason and logical argument.
The MSM, the liberals, the civil libertarians, the pacifists, truthers and environmentalists are all the inevitably evolved incarnations of foolish hippie poseurs. The summer of love, which Rolling Stone magazine is currently glorifying, was really about getting high and getting laid - except for the smart ones, who saw an opportunity to get rich selling drugs.
So after the love ins, be ins, sit ins, and riots, these folks successively took up disco, quack therapy, greed and then, yoga and feng shui. Now by sheer weight of demographics, baby boomer Fabians dominate the discourse in our society. If it is left to them, and they do elect say Shrillary, the next four years will unfold as a nightmare.
All the world is watching the run up to the 2008 election, and many foreign elements are trying to tip the outcome. It is surely obvious to everyone beyond the shores that the differences between a new Republican or a new Democratic administration would be profound.
The Chinese want us foremost as contiunued good customers. It makes no sense for China to seek our downfall, but they would like to see American power hobbled. Would a new Republican administration address the issue of Chinese weaponry being sold to America's enemies, and then used against us? What about China's human rights record? The Chinese surely calculate that no administration would make that a real issue.
China's one child policy has put them in a time bind. Can they get rich before their population ages too far to run a manufacturing based, physical labor economy. How are they going to feed themselves in thirty years? What happens if America tanks the Chinese economy like it did with the Japanese at the beginning of the nineties. The Chinese know that Ameican debt held today is worth a lot less in twenty-five or thirty years. Remember when the big concern was Japanese ownership of American companies and real estate?
The European states want us diminished in the hope that will raise their station in life. Aside from personal power, the autocrats driving the EU hope to position themselves to challenge America economically. The common people of Europe suffer from the twin psychological guilts of having to be liberated twice by the Anglo Allies, and now their own contemporary capitulation in the face of Anglo resolve against Islamic Fascism.
Surely all the terrorist entities believe they will make greater gains towards their goal of creating a worldwide Caliphate with a Democrat in office. They did change the course of the election in Spain, and succeed in fomenting the ouster of the government in Italy. They just attempted to force the direction of the new administration in Britian, but a Scottish baggage handler has made a mockery of that.
Reasonably, it is to be expected that a Republican president would more or less stay the course, as a GOP victory would be an atleast qualified endorsement of President Bush's policies in Iraq, Afghanistan and the broader Caliphate. There would eventually be a draw down as the regimes in Baghdad and Kabul field enough American trained troops and officers to ensure their own survival. The Iranians, Russians and Chinese would continue on much as they do now, baiting but not daring to directly confront America.
A Democratic party victory would produce a very different geo-political outcome. America would pull out of the war on terror, and the true genocide would ensue. The toll would dwarf the killing fields of Cambodia, or the purges in Vietnam. Always remember that it was a Democratic congress that defunded the defence of South Vietnam. All of the dark cohort that oppose us would rightfully see a capitulation. Their perception of the American public as fat,lazy, disinterested and frightened would be validated. They would know that the American people had voted to disengage from the cause of freedom, and would not challenge any usurping autocrat. Sort of like Europeans with money to spend.
Imagine how Russia's presiding dictator would view John Edwards. I would put my money on the KGB commander over the pretty boy with the delicate sensibilities every time. Putin knows that the ex Soviet empire is a two trick pony - guns and oil. With a depopulating country, rampant disease, alcoholism, gangsterism and a crumbling infastructure, Putin also knows that he has to do something fast, before the terminal version of history overtakes Russia. Praising Stalin and reenacting Nazi style youth camps will keep the peace for now, but Russia either muscles in on America's sphere of influence, or it will eventually be swallowed whole by a voracious Chinese leviathan.
More importantly, the Islamic Jihadeem of our world would take a Democratic victory as the surest sign that their methods were succeeding, and will bring victory. They are already convinced that the Europeans are scared witless of them, and would rightfully conclude that America had no fight left in it.
We in the west are thus far very bad at information warfare. The Anglosphere troops on the ground are doing a magnificent job of winning the hearts and minds of their muslim comrades in arms. They see American, Canadian, British and Australian soldiers fighting and dying right along side of them. They have seen their own countrymen, their own women and children, brutalized and murdered in the name of Allah, and they know theirin lies the end.
But that is not enough. The Muslims of the world need to hear the truth about their choices and the consequences thereof. It is up to each of us to finally stand and denounce this fallacy that calls itself a religion, and label it for what it truly is. So in that spirit, be it said to all Muslims:
We wish you peace, but if you refuse our hands in liberty, and try to impose Islam on the West, then you have a fight to the death on your hands - your death.
You are free to believe and practice your religion, but only as a private matter between you and your God. Your rights stop where the next person's start. That means that you have no right to call for the enslavement or death of Jews, Hindu's or Christians.
Also true, our soldiers now fight to the death for your right to believe in your God and your holy book, in all its sectarian divisions.
Your beliefs are not the one true way. Each of us on this earth is entitled to believe and pray as they see fit. There once were inhumane and barbaric practices in Judaism and Christianity. They have been purged with time and wisdom. Adhere to the merciful verses of the Koran, and disavow that which breeds hatred in the bone.
Using women and children as shields in battle makes men despicable cowards. Stoning women to death is barbaric and evil. If a woman has sex, it is none of your business. Being her male relative makes you responsible for her safety, not her executioner.
Treating your women worse than cattle defines you as inadequate as men. Women are equal to men, and are equally entitled to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Your wife does not need your permission or sanction to go out anywhere by herself, pursue an education or get a job.
Get yourself a job. Hanging around the mosque five times a day will prevent you from escaping poverty forever. You will never be able to live off the labor of the conquered infidel.
The primary reason for that is simple. You can't take us. You make pretty crappy soldiers and will never defeat a western army in all out war.
You make crappy soldiers because you are undisciplined and weak. The forces we train in Iraq are able to fight and defeat you because we teach them to fight like us.
You have no right to abuse your children. Slicing up a little girl's genitals, forcing marriage on them at nine or thirteen, or sending a teenage boy off to make himself explode, condemn's you to eternal damnation.
Ask yourselves why the hundreds of billions of dollars of oil wealth have not built schools for your children, roads, hospitals, libraries or any of the other basics of a civil society.
We are always told in the West that Jihad is multifaceted, and includes an inner struggle. That inner struggle is common to all men. Recognize it for what it truly is. The inner struggle is to be a better man. More responsible, more productive, a better father and husband, more forgiving of others, more kind - in short, a man and not a raging fool subject to false idols and evil leaders.
Your mullahs and imams have been lying to you. There is no glory in destroying your own children. There are no virgins waiting in heaven for you. If you live by a code of destruction, and if you force an all out war on us, then destroyed you will be. Choose life for yourself, your women and your children.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
Oil & Water
They have oil, and we have water.
They, by an evil kind of reverse serendipity of the fates or the furies, or perhaps by way of a cosmic joke in the inscrutable wisdom of God, are awash in our money. They, the almost uniformly totalitarian and collectivist/fascist principalities of the Organization of Petroleum Exporting Countries, control most of the world's supply of crude oil. They, from Russia to Saudi Arabia, to Venezuela and the rest of the rump failed states, have nothing else of value to contribute.
They sit atop a spigot of incalculable wealth. It is a wealth in production they did not discover, nor develop, or finance, or create a use, a market, a technology or an infrastructure for. The British, the Dutch and the Americans did all that for them.
We however, are blessed with the water of the greatest achievement in human history, modern Western Civilization. Our construct is liberty, equality, the rule of law, freedom of speech and thought and association, the emancipation of women, the protection of minorities, of the infirm and the weak. All of it, with it's imperfections and the not fully achieved, from a corrupt Congress (including Republicans) to the Kennedys, the Pelosis and the Patrick Fitzgeralds of the world, is watered and thrives by the life affirming properties of Capitalism, and the Judeo-Christian ethic.
Even though our delicately refined elites don't seem to know it, water and oil don't mix. The two can be stirred by the UN and the EU, shaken with sanctions and not too harshly worded diplomacy, heated with arms-behind-your-back rules of engagement in war, or spun in the centrifuge of a lying and traitorous mainstream media and their relativist apologists. The result is always the same. A suspension, not a solution. Never a solution.
Try to mix oil and water, and the oil merely floats on the water, supported by it. Whether it is the crude barbarity of all of the Caliphate, or the refined neo chic of Russia and Venezuela, the oil thugs of the world can't exist without us, or more pointedly, our cars. Absent our petro dollars, the Arabs would be roaming the deserts in their never ending shame, mutilating their women, and torturing their children. Russia would be a collapsed state, with a educated and cultured population, but still not able to build a civil society. Venezuela, God help her long suffering people, would be just another South American irrelevancy. It seems simplistic, but there would be no problem if gasoline was 29 cents a gallon, or better yet, an outdated technology, like the steam engine.
Unfortunately, in addition to fueling the wrath of the Jihadeem, our wealth and our freedom has corrupted our society. Not in the sense of the mock outrage the Muslims blather about - go to any European city and observe the gang rob and rape culture of poor Muslims, or the drinking and whoring ways of the rich ones. Rather, our wealth has let us become a society of Axel's, too pampered, and too idle to stand like real men and women and defend what we have. Were it not for the statistical minority of brave young people that serve in the battle formations of the Anglo Sphere, the end would be already foretold.
For all the traffic in surges, counter-insurgencies, containment, generational warfare and blueprints for peace, there is only one way out of this if we don't want to condemn our grandchildren to being the guardians of a new Khazaria or Vienna. We, as a civilization must discredit and destroy where necessary the homicidal impulses of a sickened Islam. We must and we should embrace the moderate Muslim who wants to practice his religion as a matter between he and his God. They are to be welcomed in our society, and protected. The others, those that are here but preach about, wish for and abet our demise, should be excised like the poison they are.
Many are afraid, fearing that we face an implacable foe. Ask your grandfather what he thinks of the average soldier of Mo in comparison to the war machines of Nazi Germany or Imperial Japan. We pulverized them militarily, and thoroughly discredited the twin evils of National Socialism and Shinto/Bushido. First, last and only, our survival is predicated on clearly establishing just who is afraid of who.
On the other hand, the Ford Motor Company recently announced that they have the means and the ability to begin production of hydrogen powered cars. We do have a rather large reservoir of that fuel waiting to be discovered and developed. It is called the Ocean.
They, by an evil kind of reverse serendipity of the fates or the furies, or perhaps by way of a cosmic joke in the inscrutable wisdom of God, are awash in our money. They, the almost uniformly totalitarian and collectivist/fascist principalities of the Organization of Petroleum Exporting Countries, control most of the world's supply of crude oil. They, from Russia to Saudi Arabia, to Venezuela and the rest of the rump failed states, have nothing else of value to contribute.
They sit atop a spigot of incalculable wealth. It is a wealth in production they did not discover, nor develop, or finance, or create a use, a market, a technology or an infrastructure for. The British, the Dutch and the Americans did all that for them.
We however, are blessed with the water of the greatest achievement in human history, modern Western Civilization. Our construct is liberty, equality, the rule of law, freedom of speech and thought and association, the emancipation of women, the protection of minorities, of the infirm and the weak. All of it, with it's imperfections and the not fully achieved, from a corrupt Congress (including Republicans) to the Kennedys, the Pelosis and the Patrick Fitzgeralds of the world, is watered and thrives by the life affirming properties of Capitalism, and the Judeo-Christian ethic.
Even though our delicately refined elites don't seem to know it, water and oil don't mix. The two can be stirred by the UN and the EU, shaken with sanctions and not too harshly worded diplomacy, heated with arms-behind-your-back rules of engagement in war, or spun in the centrifuge of a lying and traitorous mainstream media and their relativist apologists. The result is always the same. A suspension, not a solution. Never a solution.
Try to mix oil and water, and the oil merely floats on the water, supported by it. Whether it is the crude barbarity of all of the Caliphate, or the refined neo chic of Russia and Venezuela, the oil thugs of the world can't exist without us, or more pointedly, our cars. Absent our petro dollars, the Arabs would be roaming the deserts in their never ending shame, mutilating their women, and torturing their children. Russia would be a collapsed state, with a educated and cultured population, but still not able to build a civil society. Venezuela, God help her long suffering people, would be just another South American irrelevancy. It seems simplistic, but there would be no problem if gasoline was 29 cents a gallon, or better yet, an outdated technology, like the steam engine.
Unfortunately, in addition to fueling the wrath of the Jihadeem, our wealth and our freedom has corrupted our society. Not in the sense of the mock outrage the Muslims blather about - go to any European city and observe the gang rob and rape culture of poor Muslims, or the drinking and whoring ways of the rich ones. Rather, our wealth has let us become a society of Axel's, too pampered, and too idle to stand like real men and women and defend what we have. Were it not for the statistical minority of brave young people that serve in the battle formations of the Anglo Sphere, the end would be already foretold.
For all the traffic in surges, counter-insurgencies, containment, generational warfare and blueprints for peace, there is only one way out of this if we don't want to condemn our grandchildren to being the guardians of a new Khazaria or Vienna. We, as a civilization must discredit and destroy where necessary the homicidal impulses of a sickened Islam. We must and we should embrace the moderate Muslim who wants to practice his religion as a matter between he and his God. They are to be welcomed in our society, and protected. The others, those that are here but preach about, wish for and abet our demise, should be excised like the poison they are.
Many are afraid, fearing that we face an implacable foe. Ask your grandfather what he thinks of the average soldier of Mo in comparison to the war machines of Nazi Germany or Imperial Japan. We pulverized them militarily, and thoroughly discredited the twin evils of National Socialism and Shinto/Bushido. First, last and only, our survival is predicated on clearly establishing just who is afraid of who.
On the other hand, the Ford Motor Company recently announced that they have the means and the ability to begin production of hydrogen powered cars. We do have a rather large reservoir of that fuel waiting to be discovered and developed. It is called the Ocean.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
SENECA, MACHIEVELLI AND THE REFORMATION
Undeniably, the situation in Britain is fast approaching the tipping point of the cataclysm. Samuel Huntington's notion of the bloody border clash of civilization looks to probably first play out in terminal fashion in England. The weekend murder of a BNP activist by drug dealing muslim thugs, who happened to be his next door neighbours, is just the latest in the endless series of provocations. See the blog UP POMPEII for coverage of this atrocity.
To the average Englishman, things seem pretty grim. But England has faced times of desperation before, and as a nation state it has never been defeated in an all out war. My bet is that the pathologized soldiers of Mo will overplay their hand, wake the English beast, and seal their own demise.
A bit over four hundred years ago, England was in a similar state of turmoil. The established world had been overturned, in large part because of Henry VIII's repudiation of Catholicism, the rise of a mercantile class and the success of Drake, Ralegh and Frobisher in exploring the unknown world for the crown.
When Henry closed the Catholic monasteries, with the 1534 Supremacy act, he set in motion profound changes in the fabric of English life. Land the had been owned or controlled by the Catholic church was dispersed to the gentry classes, creating vast new wealth, as well as dispossessing many small land owners and tenants . High rates of immigration from the protestant populations of Holland and France followed, and England saw it's population double between 1520 and 1600. Land owning gentry, the nobility and the mercantile class came to influence and even control important aspects of society.
With the Catholic church no longer in control of the morals of English society, a period of relative liberalism ensued. This in a fundamental way gave rise to the Elizabethan theatre, and the exploration in drama of previously forbidden subject matter.
For all the good that the reformation brought, it also ushered in predictable social evils. Prostitution, bear and bull baiting pits, dog and cock fighting flourished, especially in the areas of greater London not under direct control of the authorities. Many theatrical performances took place in the same neighbourhoods, so that the works of Marlowe and Kyd were performed next to lawless criminal refuges, brothels and animal fighting arenas. The analogy to society today is too obvious to delineate.
In the realm of ideas, the same was happening. The amount of wealth at stake in the new world, predicted the acceptance of the realpolitik ideas of Machiavelli promulgated so perfectly in his best known work, THE PRINCE. Whereas under the feudal system, the gentry acted at least marginally responsibly towards the serfs, the new system allowed more rapacious landlord practices. This creeping amorality filtered down and through all levels of society.
The Roman playwright Seneca lived in what can be argued as the age of the tipping point of the Roman Empire, and his plays often dealt with the theme of redress of evil in a corrupt world. These themes, and the dramatic devices he employed resonated with and held great attraction to the newly emergent English theatre. The revenge tragedy, the play within a play, the dumb show, are all Senecan devices.
Elizabethan theatre owes almost everything to the ideas of Seneca. Everyone knows Shakespeare, but other lesser known, yet very important writers were at work. Marlowe gave us the first incarnation of Faust, and his Jew of Malta predates the Merchant of Venice. Thomas Kyd's The Spanish Tragedy predates all of Shakespeare, and at least some renaissance scholars consider it the most important play of the whole period.
One of the best portraits of the lives of the new middle class of England is the anonymously attributed play, Arden of Faversham. It is called a 'naked tragedy' in that the characters are not from the nobility, not warriors and not kings.
Arden tells the true story of Thomas Arden, his wife Alice and her lover Mosby. The story opens with Arden disposessing his neighbour Reede, who previously held land at the grace of the Catholic church. His wife Alice is a faithless and promiscuous woman, who rightly it seems, holds her husband in contempt. Modern audiences would probably view her sympathetically, she being married to the insufferable bastard that Arden is. No longer able to stomach him, she and Mosby embark upon a series of plots to kill Arden. They fail and fail again, but finally succeed in a gruesome scene that Quentin Tarantino could take notes from. They are caught of course, and sentenced to die by alternately hanging, dismemberment and burning at the stake. English justice was spectacular in enforcing the power of the state if nothing else.
As a curiosity, their first plan to do away with Arden involved commissioning a poisoned painting. Contemporary medical theory held that eyesight and vision were a function of the eyes sending out beams to perceived objects. Alice and Mosby thought that they could have Alice's portrait done, and that Arden would drop dead when he saw the painting and the poison was beamed back to him.
Last week it was 'brilliant' doctors who tried to blow up and kill as many innocents as possible in London, and who knows what in Glasgow. Sheik al-Zawahri called upon Allah to tear out pretty much every one's eyes. The partially British trained opthamologist in Damascus, the butcher of Syria, fondly thought of Nancy Pelosi as he worked his plan to destroy Israel, and become the favorite goat of the manic mullahs in Tehran.
To the average Englishman, things seem pretty grim. But England has faced times of desperation before, and as a nation state it has never been defeated in an all out war. My bet is that the pathologized soldiers of Mo will overplay their hand, wake the English beast, and seal their own demise.
A bit over four hundred years ago, England was in a similar state of turmoil. The established world had been overturned, in large part because of Henry VIII's repudiation of Catholicism, the rise of a mercantile class and the success of Drake, Ralegh and Frobisher in exploring the unknown world for the crown.
When Henry closed the Catholic monasteries, with the 1534 Supremacy act, he set in motion profound changes in the fabric of English life. Land the had been owned or controlled by the Catholic church was dispersed to the gentry classes, creating vast new wealth, as well as dispossessing many small land owners and tenants . High rates of immigration from the protestant populations of Holland and France followed, and England saw it's population double between 1520 and 1600. Land owning gentry, the nobility and the mercantile class came to influence and even control important aspects of society.
With the Catholic church no longer in control of the morals of English society, a period of relative liberalism ensued. This in a fundamental way gave rise to the Elizabethan theatre, and the exploration in drama of previously forbidden subject matter.
For all the good that the reformation brought, it also ushered in predictable social evils. Prostitution, bear and bull baiting pits, dog and cock fighting flourished, especially in the areas of greater London not under direct control of the authorities. Many theatrical performances took place in the same neighbourhoods, so that the works of Marlowe and Kyd were performed next to lawless criminal refuges, brothels and animal fighting arenas. The analogy to society today is too obvious to delineate.
In the realm of ideas, the same was happening. The amount of wealth at stake in the new world, predicted the acceptance of the realpolitik ideas of Machiavelli promulgated so perfectly in his best known work, THE PRINCE. Whereas under the feudal system, the gentry acted at least marginally responsibly towards the serfs, the new system allowed more rapacious landlord practices. This creeping amorality filtered down and through all levels of society.
The Roman playwright Seneca lived in what can be argued as the age of the tipping point of the Roman Empire, and his plays often dealt with the theme of redress of evil in a corrupt world. These themes, and the dramatic devices he employed resonated with and held great attraction to the newly emergent English theatre. The revenge tragedy, the play within a play, the dumb show, are all Senecan devices.
Elizabethan theatre owes almost everything to the ideas of Seneca. Everyone knows Shakespeare, but other lesser known, yet very important writers were at work. Marlowe gave us the first incarnation of Faust, and his Jew of Malta predates the Merchant of Venice. Thomas Kyd's The Spanish Tragedy predates all of Shakespeare, and at least some renaissance scholars consider it the most important play of the whole period.
One of the best portraits of the lives of the new middle class of England is the anonymously attributed play, Arden of Faversham. It is called a 'naked tragedy' in that the characters are not from the nobility, not warriors and not kings.
Arden tells the true story of Thomas Arden, his wife Alice and her lover Mosby. The story opens with Arden disposessing his neighbour Reede, who previously held land at the grace of the Catholic church. His wife Alice is a faithless and promiscuous woman, who rightly it seems, holds her husband in contempt. Modern audiences would probably view her sympathetically, she being married to the insufferable bastard that Arden is. No longer able to stomach him, she and Mosby embark upon a series of plots to kill Arden. They fail and fail again, but finally succeed in a gruesome scene that Quentin Tarantino could take notes from. They are caught of course, and sentenced to die by alternately hanging, dismemberment and burning at the stake. English justice was spectacular in enforcing the power of the state if nothing else.
As a curiosity, their first plan to do away with Arden involved commissioning a poisoned painting. Contemporary medical theory held that eyesight and vision were a function of the eyes sending out beams to perceived objects. Alice and Mosby thought that they could have Alice's portrait done, and that Arden would drop dead when he saw the painting and the poison was beamed back to him.
Last week it was 'brilliant' doctors who tried to blow up and kill as many innocents as possible in London, and who knows what in Glasgow. Sheik al-Zawahri called upon Allah to tear out pretty much every one's eyes. The partially British trained opthamologist in Damascus, the butcher of Syria, fondly thought of Nancy Pelosi as he worked his plan to destroy Israel, and become the favorite goat of the manic mullahs in Tehran.
Monday, July 9, 2007
O CANADA
Lest anyone get any double plus ungood ideas, I would like to demonstrate that my socialists, the moral leaders of the world, the great Canadian Illuminati, are better than yours.
In the National Post today was a story about a 19 year old losing a challenge to the Federal Court of Appeal, in which he asked that the government be compelled to show on his passport that Jerusalem, his birth place, is part of Israel.
The National Post newspaper reports that the Federal Court of Appeal (or appall), upheld an earlier decision that Canadian passport policy isn't discriminatory or a violation of freedom of religion, in refusing to name Israel as this boy's birth country. Apparently, the Department of Foreign Affairs cited the "ongoing conflict", (which I think means their disappointment with the lack of success of Muslim efforts to kill all the jews), as the reason for listing no country of origin on the passports of people born in Jerusalem.
The article goes on to quote Federal Justice Konrad Von Finckenstein, a learned fellow with a rather aristocratic Hunnish moniker, that Israel is the exception to Canadian Federal policy allowing passport applicants to choose their country of birth in disputed territories.
And then the balcony soliloquoy :
'The Applicant is completely free to sincerely believe that Jerusalem is the capital of Israel, to declare this belief openly, and to personally teach and disseminate that belief. However, no matter how sincere that belief, it does not give the applicant the right to compel the Government to reflect that belief in it's communication with other governments.'
See how the great jurist made sure this sadly misinformed youngster retained his freedom to believe, and to even speak. Even so, although Justice Finckenstein allowed the applicant to maintain his delusion, no uppity petitioning penitent in a skull cap was going to tell Ottawa how to conduct relations with the sovereign realm of Hamastan.
An unrelated article in the Post details the resentment Hasidic Jews are bringing upon themselves buying up cottage country properties north of Montreal. The columnist recalls that there was a time in Quebec when there were signs around swimming holes proclaiming "no dogs, no jews". The same was true of Toronto, except the signs said 'no dogs, no jews, no irish'.
To paraphrase that oft quoted German cleric - don't kid yourselves boys. Once They, the totalitarians of the world finish with the jews, you are next, unless you want to goose step along into oblivion and hell, but in an environmentally sensitive way of course, reducing your carbon footprint, lighting the path with low wattage flourescent bulbs.
In the National Post today was a story about a 19 year old losing a challenge to the Federal Court of Appeal, in which he asked that the government be compelled to show on his passport that Jerusalem, his birth place, is part of Israel.
The National Post newspaper reports that the Federal Court of Appeal (or appall), upheld an earlier decision that Canadian passport policy isn't discriminatory or a violation of freedom of religion, in refusing to name Israel as this boy's birth country. Apparently, the Department of Foreign Affairs cited the "ongoing conflict", (which I think means their disappointment with the lack of success of Muslim efforts to kill all the jews), as the reason for listing no country of origin on the passports of people born in Jerusalem.
The article goes on to quote Federal Justice Konrad Von Finckenstein, a learned fellow with a rather aristocratic Hunnish moniker, that Israel is the exception to Canadian Federal policy allowing passport applicants to choose their country of birth in disputed territories.
And then the balcony soliloquoy :
'The Applicant is completely free to sincerely believe that Jerusalem is the capital of Israel, to declare this belief openly, and to personally teach and disseminate that belief. However, no matter how sincere that belief, it does not give the applicant the right to compel the Government to reflect that belief in it's communication with other governments.'
See how the great jurist made sure this sadly misinformed youngster retained his freedom to believe, and to even speak. Even so, although Justice Finckenstein allowed the applicant to maintain his delusion, no uppity petitioning penitent in a skull cap was going to tell Ottawa how to conduct relations with the sovereign realm of Hamastan.
An unrelated article in the Post details the resentment Hasidic Jews are bringing upon themselves buying up cottage country properties north of Montreal. The columnist recalls that there was a time in Quebec when there were signs around swimming holes proclaiming "no dogs, no jews". The same was true of Toronto, except the signs said 'no dogs, no jews, no irish'.
To paraphrase that oft quoted German cleric - don't kid yourselves boys. Once They, the totalitarians of the world finish with the jews, you are next, unless you want to goose step along into oblivion and hell, but in an environmentally sensitive way of course, reducing your carbon footprint, lighting the path with low wattage flourescent bulbs.
Friday, July 6, 2007
Rushdie, James Joyce & Samuel Beckett
Samuel Beckett started out as James Joyce's stenographer, literally writing down Finnegan's Wake as Joyce dictated. Joyce's eyesight was failing, and having determined that far too many people had an opinion on Ulysses, Joyce set out to write what he must have thought nobody would have a hope in hell of ever understanding. Think of those old photos of Joyce with the coke bottle thick glasses, dazzling poor young Beckett with his god like intellect.
Well Joyce succeeded well enough. While Ulysses is dazzling, especially in the fifty page auto-erotic sentence that ends the story with that famous affirmation, the Wake is just flat out unreadable, unless you are a professor emeritus, and even then you are probably lying. Joyce believed in rewriting his work by throwing it in the fireplace, in the tradition of unhappy genius, like Wilde and Stevenson.
From Waiting for Godot, thru plays and novels narrated by dead guys about the ambiguously dead and doomed, Samuel Beckett called his last effort Worstword Ho. It begins, chanting, 'Forward. No, back. No, Forward.' He could never make up his mind either.
Salman Rushdie's fourth book, The Satanic Verses was another one of those books that almost nobody read, yet became famous, and infamous. It was like a coffee table book, the sort that certain people displayed, but never opened. It was hard to read, but brilliant and a testament to Rushdie's rightful claim as a mental giant.
Certainly very few of the Islamic rage boys that got all lathered up ever had a look at it, especially considering that the transgender ciphers at the UN have that statistic - that more books are translated into Spanish in one year than have ever been printed in Arabic. Then factor that some estimates put Arabic illiteracy at the 90% level.
The ire of Islam is based on what the great unwashed (yet meticulously shaved) masses were told to believe by their imans. The offending part of the Verses, that which directly resulted in the fatwa, was a dream sequence, more of a paranoid nightmare actually, in which the wives of mohammed became the demimondaine of a brothel. It lasts for about two thirds of a page.
The dreamer was the original man who fell to earth. He was an actor by trade, an Indian like Rushie himself. One day he found himself aboard an airplane that was blown out of the air, and only he and another passenger, an actor also, survived, drifting unharmed down to the ground. The experienced drove him crazy, hence the paranoid nightmare. In the book he was horrified by the dream, and took it as a sure sign that he was going directly to hell.
And that was it. Fifteen years later, they are still apoplectic about it.
Well Joyce succeeded well enough. While Ulysses is dazzling, especially in the fifty page auto-erotic sentence that ends the story with that famous affirmation, the Wake is just flat out unreadable, unless you are a professor emeritus, and even then you are probably lying. Joyce believed in rewriting his work by throwing it in the fireplace, in the tradition of unhappy genius, like Wilde and Stevenson.
From Waiting for Godot, thru plays and novels narrated by dead guys about the ambiguously dead and doomed, Samuel Beckett called his last effort Worstword Ho. It begins, chanting, 'Forward. No, back. No, Forward.' He could never make up his mind either.
Salman Rushdie's fourth book, The Satanic Verses was another one of those books that almost nobody read, yet became famous, and infamous. It was like a coffee table book, the sort that certain people displayed, but never opened. It was hard to read, but brilliant and a testament to Rushdie's rightful claim as a mental giant.
Certainly very few of the Islamic rage boys that got all lathered up ever had a look at it, especially considering that the transgender ciphers at the UN have that statistic - that more books are translated into Spanish in one year than have ever been printed in Arabic. Then factor that some estimates put Arabic illiteracy at the 90% level.
The ire of Islam is based on what the great unwashed (yet meticulously shaved) masses were told to believe by their imans. The offending part of the Verses, that which directly resulted in the fatwa, was a dream sequence, more of a paranoid nightmare actually, in which the wives of mohammed became the demimondaine of a brothel. It lasts for about two thirds of a page.
The dreamer was the original man who fell to earth. He was an actor by trade, an Indian like Rushie himself. One day he found himself aboard an airplane that was blown out of the air, and only he and another passenger, an actor also, survived, drifting unharmed down to the ground. The experienced drove him crazy, hence the paranoid nightmare. In the book he was horrified by the dream, and took it as a sure sign that he was going directly to hell.
And that was it. Fifteen years later, they are still apoplectic about it.
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