In its entry for “bigotry,” the unabridged dictionary at Merriam-Webster.com proffers “related words,” and sure enough, one of those is “conservatism.”
Questioned via email, an associate editor responded at some length. However, anyone who’s had the misfortune of corresponding with private or public sector factotums will immediately spot many familiar corporate-speak synonyms for “please kill yourself” embedded in her unfailingly polite message, rather like those lethal suggestions to “play a little game of solitaire” in The Manchurian Candidate.
“I would imagine millions of impressionable young minds go to this site to find definitions of words for school,” the Daily Caller’s anonymous complainant had written. “This is extremely dangerous and powerful.”
But is it?
Dear Laura, today I am writing you to ask for your opinion. [I refer to] Sara Bernamoff, a beautiful young Jewish girl, who was hit in the head and face and kicked when she was on the ground. This happened in Calgary at a Pro Palestine rally. I am extremely upset and every time I see her face I want to cry. This cannot happen again in Calgary.
“This what I thought I would do. I would like to make a sign which reads CALGARIANS LOVE AND PROTECT OUR JEWS.
“Then I want to wear a small crucifix and walk back and forth in front of Calgary City Hall.
“I am sixty-eight, a white Catholic Canadian and I am very aware that I am putting myself in danger. But I still want to do it.
“In the past I have not done anything, because in truth I am afraid of what some Muslim would do.
“But now it is time for me to something.
“Our Canada is changing.””We have to have courage today, we have no other choice.
“May G-d Bless and Keep you Laura”
That’s me, not Mark Steyn, who writes:
Canada used to be a country proud of its role in helping keep some of those American embassy staff out of the Ayatollah’s clutches. The Khomeinibopper at Queen’s Park would gladly have handed them over. Yet he’s as Canadian as you, at least de jure.
And given Canadian immigration and demographic trends how many more who think like him will be at the al-Quds rally by 2020?
Genuinely funny, revealing and even touching interviews with still-alive “shock jock” talk radio pioneer Joe Franklin, TCM’s Robert Osbourne, and a particularly delightful (now clean and sober) Butch “Eddie Munster” Patrick, who reveals that, as you suspected all along, Sid Croft really was on acid.
A terrific way to spend an hour or so, especially if you’re a “olde tyme show biz” junkie.
I’ve socked a few of these away on my iPod for my next flight…
Then, suddenly, like a herd of silken-maned pink ponies galloping toward me in the distant horizon across great barren salt flats that have been scorched in the war between the sexes, comes a fledgling mini-movement calling itself “Women Against Feminism” to give me a fleeting, and perhaps ultimately false, sense of hope for the future of gender relations.
“It is no coincidence that modern feminists embody all of the character traits that cause ‘misogyny’ in the first place.”
Granted, they ape the same banal sort of “placard selfie activism” that infects much of modern online social-justice inanity these days, but I can overlook that for the sake of the message these gals hold on their little handwritten posters:
“I don’t need feminism because…I’m tired to be, as a woman, represented by some hysterical hipster whores.”
“I don’t need feminism because I can hold my own beliefs without an army of angry vaginas backing me.”
This is the great story of our time. For the rest of our lives, and the lives of our children, we are going to be confronted by people who don’t want to live peacefully in a secular, pluralistic world, because they are desperate to get to Paradise, and they are willing to destroy the very possibility of human happiness along the way. The truth is, we are all living in Israel. It’s just that some of us haven’t realized it yet.
“Oceans” are the new “ovens.”
When my PJMedia editor suggested that I write about having lupus, I almost said no.
I was diagnosed with SLE in 1991 and have been in remission since around 1995. My book about living with this chronic illness came out two years later. Like most writers, by the time a book comes out, I’m so sick – pun intended – of its topic that I dread having to revisit it.
Having been in remission for almost 20 years, I can honestly make the rather unusual claim that not even the perspective of hindsight has changed my ideas or feelings about what being a pain-wracked invalid was like. Not even a little bit.
I feel like I’m supposed to say the opposite: that looking back, I could have “handled” my disease differently, or learned other, “better” lessons from it, and so forth.
But then, from the very beginning, I didn’t fit the mold of the “disease of the week” TV movie heroine, or some “poster child” for lupus.
There will be a rally in Calgary next Thursday btw:
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