oh this is nice.
Americans left and right are, understandably, only interested in “Canadian initiatives,” (“worthwhile” or otherwise) when these can be whittled into pointed sticks with which to poke their domestic opponents.
So ever since Trump’s election, U.S. “progressives” have turned their red, watery eyes north of the 49th parallel for psychological succor. PM Justin Trudeau quickly positioned himself as the West’s left-wing leader-in-exile, declaring, among other risibilities, that individuals affected by the president’s “Muslim ban” were welcome to come to Canada instead.
(Funny, I’ve been inconvenienced at airports for over 15 years thanks to a bunch of Muslim immigrants. Yet Muslim immigrants suddenly being inconvenienced at airports for 15 hours is evidently Holocaust 2: Electric Boogaloo. P.S. If Muslims are “the new Jews,” why are they are so eager to flee into a nation their infidel enablers insist is ruled by “Hitler” and overrun by “Nazis”...?)
Anyhow, lots of us who already live in Canada weren’t pleased about the Hair Apparent’s open-door edict, especially since Trudeau’s well-documented affection for Islam and its dubious “refugees” isn’t tempered by even a feigned concern about legitimate Christian and Yazidi ones.
Then came the despicable slaughter of six men praying in a Quebec City mosque on Jan. 29.
“The Great Shutting Up is only getting started.”
Behold, the same Trudeau who couldn’t bring himself to employ similar rhetoric after Muslims murdered Canadian soldiers on Canadian soil (then, in one case, stormed Parliament itself) rapidly denounced this massacre as “a terrorist attack,” even adding an Obamaian “make no mistake” flourish.
And faster than you can say “AmeriKKKa sucks,” no less than “the New York Times editorial board” trumpeted, “Quebec’s Response to Hate: More Tolerance.” The Grey Lady’s remaining readers were somberly informed that “[t]olerance is a proud theme in Canadian identity” and “[n]ow Canadians were wondering how this could have happened, and what it means.”
True, except some of us doing the “wondering” are being ordered, by our fellow “tolerant” Canadians, to cut it out.
No, I’m not talking about the ever-changing official story. It pains me to write that “unanswered questions remain” because “troother” freaks have been buzzing around this crime like flies on sh!t.
Yes, initial eyewitness reports placed a second gunman at the scene, but so have bystanders going back to JFK’s assassination. One day, the sliver of the brain responsible for generating this optical illusion will be named for its discoverer; until then, all “second gunmen” should be considered imaginary until proven otherwise.
Another disappeared “fact”? These “gunmen” allegedly shouted “Allahu akbar.” And yes, those are the last words millions of infidels have heard before being killed by Muslims—but I suspect they’re often the last words uttered by pious Muslims before their own deaths, too.
So what of the sole shooter, Alexandre Bissonnette?
Well, he looks like they all do lately, doesn’t he? Twenty-seven going on 17; another spindly beta male, as white as the KKK sheets of every leftist’s fever dreams.
Indeed, the CBC declared, with unconcealed glee, that “white, Christian men are Canada’s mass shooters”—an easily debunkable exaggeration, albeit a slander I was forced to subsidize with my extorted tax dollars.
The media (both social and mainstream) can’t stop crowing that Bissonnette “liked” Trump and Marine Le Pen on Facebook—ignoring his “likes” of the Pope, Canada’s socialist and separatist parties, Tom Hanks, Sprite, and Mr. Bean.
All that being said, I regret to say that, for once, we right-wingers appear to be soundly stuck with this doofus being “one of us.”
Well, sort of. Because there’s another “identity politics” facet to this story that most Americans are blessedly ignorant of, unless they read the word-perfect guest column by Canadian writer and artist J.J. McCullough that just appeared in The Washington Post.
Ticking them off one by one, from the infamous “Montreal Massacre” to lesser-known (to non-Canadians) incidents, McCullough writes, “[M]y lifetime has overlapped with at least one spectacular act of Quebec public violence every five years or so. No other province can claim the same.”
I’m married to a Quebecker, albeit an Anglo (but with a French surname—but, as his Ancestry DNA results revealed, no French blood, thank you, God). And he and I and my friends were all talking about that very thing the day after the murders:
What the hell is wrong with Quebec?
That is, on top of all the other stuff that’s already wrong with Quebec: the supremacist arrogance, the extortion—stick French on everything and pay us trillions of dollars, or we’ll turn back into the Canadian IRA—its “dark history of anti-Semitism, religious bigotry and pro-fascist sentiment,” as McCullough writes in his catalog of the not-so-Belle Province’s multitude of sins.
Which, in true dysfunctional-family form, no one is allowed to talk about.
Oh Canada! Oh Quebec!, Mordechai Richler’s 1992 lampoon of the province’s berserk anti-English language laws, was seriously compared to Mein Kampf, and its author—one of Montreal’s most famous sons—sniffily dismissed as not “a real Quebecker” (cough JEW! cough…).
More recently, McCullough notes:
As of my deadline, the Bloc Québécois—that is, the party that supposedly wants to separate from Canada but never actually leaves—has tabled a motion to…
…denounce J.J. McCullough in Parliament.
McCullough might be in minor, novel, and frankly hilarious sh!t for talking smack about Quebec, but the Great Shutting Up is only getting started.
I don’t just mean that Facebook “friend” I hadn’t heard from in years—a Red Tory senior fellow at one of Canada’s (hell, the world’s) leading think tanks—who demanded that I delete my link to McCullough’s “vile” column, bellowing at me in my comments and in “chat” until I unfriended him.
No, I mean: Quebec talk-radio hosts—who, against all odds, are Canada’s only equivalent to Howard Stern or Rush Limbaugh—have hurried to apologize for all those mean things they’ve said about Islam. So have Quebec politicians who’ve championed burka bans and the like. (“[Parti Québécois] Leader Jean-François Lisée, said it was a mistake last year to say Muslims could use garments like the burkini to conceal automatic weapons.”)
But if bitching about Islam was merely unofficially forbidden in what we (quite seriously) call “TROC”—that is, “The Rest of Canada”—already, it will soon be literally illegal.
Montreal cops just arrested a pro-Islam leftist over a (clearly sarcastic) “anti-Muslim” tweet he posted during a post-mosque-attack flame war.
As well, “the force is hiring 55 people whose jobs will include monitoring social media sites for hate speech.”
And—just as the Montreal Massacre was used to push through our draconian gun-control laws—the Quebec mosque attack will help Trudeau’s bill formally outlawing “Islamophobia” (without defining it) pass unobstructed.
So while I’m still allowed to write stuff (outside of a prison cell), allow me to conclude with one more comment from my prime minister:
Never mind.
We Need to Talk About Quebec - Taki's Magazine
Americans left and right are, understandably, only interested in “Canadian initiatives,” (“worthwhile” or otherwise) when these can be whittled into pointed sticks with which to poke their domestic opponents.
So ever since Trump’s election, U.S. “progressives” have turned their red, watery eyes north of the 49th parallel for psychological succor. PM Justin Trudeau quickly positioned himself as the West’s left-wing leader-in-exile, declaring, among other risibilities, that individuals affected by the president’s “Muslim ban” were welcome to come to Canada instead.
(Funny, I’ve been inconvenienced at airports for over 15 years thanks to a bunch of Muslim immigrants. Yet Muslim immigrants suddenly being inconvenienced at airports for 15 hours is evidently Holocaust 2: Electric Boogaloo. P.S. If Muslims are “the new Jews,” why are they are so eager to flee into a nation their infidel enablers insist is ruled by “Hitler” and overrun by “Nazis”...?)
Anyhow, lots of us who already live in Canada weren’t pleased about the Hair Apparent’s open-door edict, especially since Trudeau’s well-documented affection for Islam and its dubious “refugees” isn’t tempered by even a feigned concern about legitimate Christian and Yazidi ones.
Then came the despicable slaughter of six men praying in a Quebec City mosque on Jan. 29.
“The Great Shutting Up is only getting started.”
Behold, the same Trudeau who couldn’t bring himself to employ similar rhetoric after Muslims murdered Canadian soldiers on Canadian soil (then, in one case, stormed Parliament itself) rapidly denounced this massacre as “a terrorist attack,” even adding an Obamaian “make no mistake” flourish.
And faster than you can say “AmeriKKKa sucks,” no less than “the New York Times editorial board” trumpeted, “Quebec’s Response to Hate: More Tolerance.” The Grey Lady’s remaining readers were somberly informed that “[t]olerance is a proud theme in Canadian identity” and “[n]ow Canadians were wondering how this could have happened, and what it means.”
True, except some of us doing the “wondering” are being ordered, by our fellow “tolerant” Canadians, to cut it out.
No, I’m not talking about the ever-changing official story. It pains me to write that “unanswered questions remain” because “troother” freaks have been buzzing around this crime like flies on sh!t.
Yes, initial eyewitness reports placed a second gunman at the scene, but so have bystanders going back to JFK’s assassination. One day, the sliver of the brain responsible for generating this optical illusion will be named for its discoverer; until then, all “second gunmen” should be considered imaginary until proven otherwise.
Another disappeared “fact”? These “gunmen” allegedly shouted “Allahu akbar.” And yes, those are the last words millions of infidels have heard before being killed by Muslims—but I suspect they’re often the last words uttered by pious Muslims before their own deaths, too.
So what of the sole shooter, Alexandre Bissonnette?
Well, he looks like they all do lately, doesn’t he? Twenty-seven going on 17; another spindly beta male, as white as the KKK sheets of every leftist’s fever dreams.
Indeed, the CBC declared, with unconcealed glee, that “white, Christian men are Canada’s mass shooters”—an easily debunkable exaggeration, albeit a slander I was forced to subsidize with my extorted tax dollars.
The media (both social and mainstream) can’t stop crowing that Bissonnette “liked” Trump and Marine Le Pen on Facebook—ignoring his “likes” of the Pope, Canada’s socialist and separatist parties, Tom Hanks, Sprite, and Mr. Bean.
All that being said, I regret to say that, for once, we right-wingers appear to be soundly stuck with this doofus being “one of us.”
Well, sort of. Because there’s another “identity politics” facet to this story that most Americans are blessedly ignorant of, unless they read the word-perfect guest column by Canadian writer and artist J.J. McCullough that just appeared in The Washington Post.
Ticking them off one by one, from the infamous “Montreal Massacre” to lesser-known (to non-Canadians) incidents, McCullough writes, “[M]y lifetime has overlapped with at least one spectacular act of Quebec public violence every five years or so. No other province can claim the same.”
I’m married to a Quebecker, albeit an Anglo (but with a French surname—but, as his Ancestry DNA results revealed, no French blood, thank you, God). And he and I and my friends were all talking about that very thing the day after the murders:
What the hell is wrong with Quebec?
That is, on top of all the other stuff that’s already wrong with Quebec: the supremacist arrogance, the extortion—stick French on everything and pay us trillions of dollars, or we’ll turn back into the Canadian IRA—its “dark history of anti-Semitism, religious bigotry and pro-fascist sentiment,” as McCullough writes in his catalog of the not-so-Belle Province’s multitude of sins.
Which, in true dysfunctional-family form, no one is allowed to talk about.
Oh Canada! Oh Quebec!, Mordechai Richler’s 1992 lampoon of the province’s berserk anti-English language laws, was seriously compared to Mein Kampf, and its author—one of Montreal’s most famous sons—sniffily dismissed as not “a real Quebecker” (cough JEW! cough…).
More recently, McCullough notes:
Globe and Mail columnist Jan Wong posited a theory that Quebec’s various lone nuts, many of whom were not of pure French-Canadian stock, were predictably alienated from a province that places such a high premium on cultural conformity. She was denounced by a unanimous vote in the Canadian Parliament and sank into a career-ruining depression….
Maclean’s ran a cover story in 2010 arguing that Quebec, where old-fashioned mafia collusion between government contractors, unions and politicians is still common, was easily “the most corrupt province in Canada.” That, too, was denounced by a unanimous vote of Parliament.
And, having read this far, you’ll have no trouble believing this:
As of my deadline, the Bloc Québécois—that is, the party that supposedly wants to separate from Canada but never actually leaves—has tabled a motion to…
…denounce J.J. McCullough in Parliament.
McCullough might be in minor, novel, and frankly hilarious sh!t for talking smack about Quebec, but the Great Shutting Up is only getting started.
I don’t just mean that Facebook “friend” I hadn’t heard from in years—a Red Tory senior fellow at one of Canada’s (hell, the world’s) leading think tanks—who demanded that I delete my link to McCullough’s “vile” column, bellowing at me in my comments and in “chat” until I unfriended him.
No, I mean: Quebec talk-radio hosts—who, against all odds, are Canada’s only equivalent to Howard Stern or Rush Limbaugh—have hurried to apologize for all those mean things they’ve said about Islam. So have Quebec politicians who’ve championed burka bans and the like. (“[Parti Québécois] Leader Jean-François Lisée, said it was a mistake last year to say Muslims could use garments like the burkini to conceal automatic weapons.”)
But if bitching about Islam was merely unofficially forbidden in what we (quite seriously) call “TROC”—that is, “The Rest of Canada”—already, it will soon be literally illegal.
Montreal cops just arrested a pro-Islam leftist over a (clearly sarcastic) “anti-Muslim” tweet he posted during a post-mosque-attack flame war.
As well, “the force is hiring 55 people whose jobs will include monitoring social media sites for hate speech.”
And—just as the Montreal Massacre was used to push through our draconian gun-control laws—the Quebec mosque attack will help Trudeau’s bill formally outlawing “Islamophobia” (without defining it) pass unobstructed.
So while I’m still allowed to write stuff (outside of a prison cell), allow me to conclude with one more comment from my prime minister:
We have to look at the root causes….
But there is no question that this happened because there is someone who feels completely excluded. Completely at war with innocents. At war with a society. And our approach has to be, where do those tensions come from?
Oh, wait. That’s what he said right after the Boston Marathon bombing, not the Quebec City slaughter by a “right-winger.”
Never mind.
We Need to Talk About Quebec - Taki's Magazine
