Caledonia comes to Toronto.
Specifically, the part of Toronto where all the rich lefties walk their dogs and ride their bikes.
Or, er, did.
How do ya like your adorable, mystical, token-mascot-pet Indians NOW, liberals?
UPDATE — Michael Coren writes:
A plague on both their houses. A tiny slice of beautiful High Park has now been occupied by native, semi-native, and pretend-native protestors who claim, contrary to all of the scientific tests, that this land was once a native cemetery. Yet even if it was, so what? There is an entire college at Oxford University built over a medieval Jewish graveyard. Change happens, and the dead are dead. It’s time to grow up.
Of course, these alleged cemetery doings are often simply a euphemism for land grabs, and the authorities are too cowardly and politically correct to intervene. I may take some friends and occupy a casino, arguing that at some time there was almost certainly a Canadian buried there somewhere.
What makes all of this so absurd is that the spot where the occupation is taking place is where annoying BMX kids have built a place to ride their bikes, and scream “Sorry” whenever they almost kill a child or knock an adult flying. Cycling isn’t permitted here, but the cops would far rather park a hundred yards away and give tickets to people driving to work at a few kilometres over the limit, than stop dangerous cycling from taking place.
So now we have an illegal native protest pushing out illegal BMX kids. How delicious.
Just to reiterate:
As you can see from the National Post article, IT ISN’T EVEN REALLY AN OLD INDIAN GRAVEYARD.
The Indians just made that up, just like they made up their whole dumb “spirituality” schtick.
(And how pitching tents on your “ancestors’ grave” is any less disrepectful than oh **** it who cares?)
If it was really an Indian burial ground, there’d be ghosts sucking little blonde girls into TV sets there. That’s just good science.