In an effort to combat teen violence, a group in Edmonton has come up with an unique idea:

Fight Violence…talk to your friends and take a stand! Fight Violence is an outlet for Edmonton’s youth to share success stories, talk to other people about their experiences, and to get information that will help them to take a stand and Fight Violence in Edmonton. Let’s fight violence together!

That is absolutely brilliant. In order to combat violence, we must FIGHT violence.

In order to get rid of violence, we must take those that are violent and kill them dead. Take those violent pigs and slit their dirty, violent throats. In order to achieve peace, we must kick the living hell out of the violence lovers.

The Mayor is all for this.

When it comes to fighting terrorism, liberal corruption in government and illegal immigration, the average garden variety leftist becomes a limp-wristed ineffectual maggot. But when it comes to fighting non-existent global warming, supposed gender inequalities, or *fighting* violence, the average leftie would slit your throat and set your dog on fire to get their way.

But combating violence through violence is a very appealing to The Mayor. Which, I suppose, means that I am now officially bipartisan.

Like many an adopted kid, Matthew Robert’s needed to find his adoptive parents so he could finally fit all the pieces of his life puzzle together (life puzzle? WTF!). What he found though sent him into a major depression:

… he hoped that discovering his father’s identity would help him to work out what made him the man he had become.

But nothing could have prepared him for being told his dad was… serial killer Charles Manson.

Matthew, 41 - who bears a haunting resemblance to his father - sank into depression after discovering his identity.

He has since been in contact with his dad in a series of letters to his California prison and Manson has replied - each time chillingly signing off with a swastika.

He says: “I didn’t want to believe it. I was frightened and angry. It’s like finding out that Adolf Hitler is your father.

“I’m a peaceful person - trapped in the face of a monster.”

Like his father, Matthew is a songwriter and poet. He is even worried that he may have inherited his father’s schizophrenia.

Matthew, now working as a DJ, recalls hearing mum Terry’s bombshell: “She even said, ‘You look just like him’.

“I’m not nuts but I’ve got a little bit of it. It’s scary and upsetting. If I get worked up, my eyes get really big and that’s really freaked some people out before.

That’s encouraging. To be on the safe side, you may want to keep this guy away from Roman Polanski’s wife.

If this guy is ever writing poetry and asks, “What rhymes with Skelter”, I suggest running until the rubber falls off the bottom of your shoes.

Matthew might want to tone down that psycho look he has going. If you know you’re the son of a maniacal mass murderer and you look EXACTLY like him, you may want to hit the barber’s quick-smart and tidy up a wee bit. Like, if you were Hitler’s kid, it wouldn’t be wise to sport that tiny little mustache, you may want to forget altogether about facial hair.

The article goes on and on, blathering about nothing in particular, until it gets to the part where Matthew Robert’s starts rambling on about how different he is from his father:

“I don’t even like the fact that I’m big. It makes me even scarier. My hero is Gandhi. I’m an extremely non-violent, peaceful person and a vegetarian.

“I don’t even kill bugs. I’ve had long hair all my life. I could make it go away, but I can’t let the world and their fears change me.”

His hero is Gandhi? What kind of a hero is Gandhi? Didn’t Gandhi bathe in urine? Of all the heroes to pick, he picks Gandhi. Man, I know buddy guy wants to differentiate himself from his father, but he needs to grow a pair and cowboy the hell up. He doesn’t kill bugs, he hates that he’s a big man, his hero bathes in piss, pal, it’s time to put down the purse and embrace your inner psycho. I’m not saying it’s time to go over to the relatives of Gary Hinman with a sword and demand they pay back the loot Gary owed his dad, I’m not saying that at all. I am saying though that this guy could make a FORTUNE of the back of his nutjob father. Book deals, talk-show circuit, radio, websites, advertising. “I’m Matthew Robert’s and my dad is CHARLES MANSON….BOO!”

$100 an autograph. You get where I’m going with this.

Remember how we’re all supposed to be our own worst critics? Apparently it doesn’t apply to donating blood tainted with syphilis:

Kyle Freeman, 36, relied on his own self-assessment that he wasn’t infected with any sexually transmitted diseases when he lied about having sex with men on a donor-screening questionnaire in June that year, said Sally Gomery, the lawyer for Canadian Blood Services.

Yes, Sally is the daughter of John Gomery, former investigator into the sponsorship scandal that likely ended the Liberal Government rule–provided the Canadian population was even paying attention to the scandal.

If their outrage over tainted blood was on the wane already, this new issue might have a finding of a new human right–the ability to be able to infect your fellow man. Freeman is making the argument that because he’s gay, he should not be discriminated against. But how does his testing positive for syphilis bolster his case?

Freeman is suing the agency, claiming he didn’t answer the question truthfully because Canadian Blood Services violated his Charter right to equality regardless of his sexual orientation when it asked him whether he had ever had sex with other men, even once, since 1977.

Believe it or not, Freeman is suing to receive $250,000 in damages. That’s an interesting twist on victimhood–even when gay men are possibly contaminating the blood supply, they are the ones affected. Sally Gomery rightly argues that “[w]hat that individual cannot do is take the law into their own hands.” Freeman obviously had a defiant streak about him, donating blood eighteen times in a span of thirteen years and with full knowledge of his being gay that he would have instantly been rejected. Freeman even stated that he had given blood in 2002 merely as a “political statement.”

The AIDS Committee of Toronto reveal that men who engage in homosexual sex are nearly 40% of all HIV cases in Canada in 2006, up from over 36% in 2001. So not only are the number of new cases climbing, but the proportion of men engaging in homosexual acts are increasing the number of cases. The victimhood mentality has to cease until these numbers can be reconciled. Homosexuals also have to acknowledge their responsibilities in this problem, which when the original self-screening was left in place, we had to have the Krever Inquiry.

I myself was rejected for blood transfusion–for visitng Mexico. I apparently was working in what could be considered a malaria zone, which would make me ineligible for a full year. Rather than demanding a special inquiry or claiming my human rights were violated, I simply acquiesced. The safety of people were more important than my feelings.

Freeman confessed to committing endangering the lives of Canadians with his open defiance of the law. For him to dress it up in the name of liberty is simply an act of biological sabotage.

One of the benefits of having a dislocated shoulder, is getting to know your left arm better. It is fun.

And after only a few days of not having the use of a right arm, I can say that my left arm, which was smart enough not to get caught in a stair railing during an escapade, is doing a better job than my right did.

Aside from that, I have also witnessed the war-lust inducing discrimination against us (me now) left handed village peoples. Doors swing the wrong way. Handwriting is written dumb, because of Right-Handed Priviledge. I am a victim. I want reparations.

What has your right arm done for you lately?

I want a disability pension. I will live a life of eternal vacation, at the expense of the overthrown right-handed tyranny, which is taxed under the jackboot of the left-handed tyranny. I want it now.

Join with me, my brothers and sisters in Set, the Snake God! Anyone is a left-handed victim! You can do it the hard way, like I did, or you can do it the hard way, like the people on my ‘two bags of cement for Christmas’ list are going to do, or you can be born left handed, or you can simply write a few words on a post-it note with your left hand.   Join me in raising awareness, funding, and reserved parking spots for us, now.

A 25 year old British woman who was given a $20,000.00 operation to help her lose 200 lbs, is angry that the government has reduced her benefits now that they don’t consider her disabled:

Laura Ripley, who has never worked, was given the operation on the NHS to help her slim down from 38 (530lbs) to 22 (308lbs) stone.

But the 25-year-old, who receives £600 a month in benefits, is unhappy because as a result of losing weight she can no longer claim disability allowance amounting to an extra £340 a month.

In other words, the government was giving her an additional $800.00 a month because she was fat. They are encouraging obesity.

This, she says, means she cannot afford to eat healthily - causing her to pile the weight back on.

‘I can’t afford to buy WeightWatchers crisps and cereal bars any more so I eat Tesco’s chocolate bars and packets of Space Invaders crisps, sometimes four of each a day’, says Laura, who spends seven hours a day watching TV.

I suppose cooking something healthy isn’t an option. I suppose NOT eating 4 chocolate bars and 4 bags a chips a day isn’t an option. I suppose exercising isn’t an option. I suppose havnig willpower isn’t an option. I suppose turning off the tv and going for a walk isn’t an option. I suppose getting off her spacious ass and getting a job isn’t an option. It’s obvious this woman has few options.

‘People ask why I don’t snack on an apple - they’re cheap, but emotionally I don’t always feel like an apple.’

The disability allowance money she used to receive was spent on gym workouts, healthy food and having her hair highlighted.

Trust me, Godzilla aint eating an apple unless it’s either a candy apple, or has a pig attached to it.

Since the extra allowance stopped Laura has put on a stone in just three weeks and claims she is being treated unfairly.

‘It’s heartbreaking that after all my hard work losing this weight someone’s come along and ruined it.’

‘I sometimes feel guilty about all the taxpayers’ money that’s been spent on me but I only want an extra £100 a month, that’s all’, says Laura.

I’d go even further than giving her an extra $250 a month, I’d set up some sort of device that would automatically feed her chips, chocolate bars, and carbonated beverages every time she opened her fat, greedy mouth. A food dispenser that would attach to her head that was always filled with the most colorific food known to man. This way, within a few short months, she would explode and die, saving the taxpayers potentially hundreds of thousands of dollars.

You see, this broad will never be a productive member of society. The British gov’t has already sunk in probably $100k or so, and there’s not a chance they will ever recoup any of this money. This dizzy twat will never work, has no intention to, and will be a burden on society forever. Not only that, she’s really annoying.

All this dumpy, soda-sucking, gargantuan butterball has to do to get in shape is exercise and eat better. She has no disability. She’s fat. So what?

I have lots of fat friends, some of them are monsters , but all my fat friends work. They also raise families, and believe it or not, they aren’t in poor physical shape, they’re just fatties. Sure, I would never be caught dead with them at the beach, but all in all, they’re doing all right. They are all aware how to lose weight: Burn off more calories than you ingest. Case closed.

My fat friends don’t look at being obese as a disability, because it isn’t. Their fatness is their choice. Plain and simple. Think about it, BEFORE the operation this woman lost 130 lbs all by herself. So it’s not like she CAN”T lose weight, it’s because she CHOOSES not to lose weight on her own.

**But if she does want to lose 200lbs of disgusting fat, she could start by sawing her own head off.

That is all.

This story interested me because it reminded me of the story Rocky posted about on Tuesday, A Profile in Hatred. First let’s have a look at this story, then we’ll compare angles:

Akron police say they aren’t ready to call it a hate crime or a gang initiation.

But to Marty Marshall, his wife and two kids, it seems pretty clear.

It came after a family night of celebrating America and freedom with a fireworks show at Firestone Stadium. Marshall, his family and two friends were gathered outside a friend’s home in South Akron.

Out of nowhere, the six were attacked by dozens of teenage boys, who shouted ”This is our world” and ”This is a black world” as they confronted Marshall and his family.

The Marshalls, who are white, say the crowd of teens who attacked them and two friends June 27 on Girard Street numbered close to 50. The teens were all black.

”This was almost like being a terrorist act,” Marshall said. ”And we allow this to go on in our neighborhoods?”

They said it started when one teen, without any words or warning, blindsided and assaulted Marshall’s friend as he stood outside with the others.

When Marshall, 39, jumped in, he found himself being attacked by the growing group of teens.

His daughter, Rachel, 15, who weighs about 90 pounds, tried to come to his rescue. The teens pushed her to the ground.

His wife, Yvonne, pushed their son, Donald, 14, into bushes to keep him protected.

”My thing is,” Marshall said, ”I didn’t want this, but I was in fear for my wife, my kids and my friends. I felt I had to stay out there to protect them, because those guys were just jumping, swinging fists and everything.

”I’m lucky. They didn’t break my ribs or bruise my ribs. I thank God, they concentrated on my thick head because I do have one. They were trying to take my head off my spine, basically.”

After several minutes of punches and kicks, the attack ended and the group ran off. The Marshalls’ two adult male friends were not seriously hurt.

”I don’t think I thought at that moment when I tried to jump in,” Rachel Marshall said. ”But when I was laying on the ground, I was just scared.”

Marshall was the most seriously injured. He suffered a concussion and multiple bruises to his head and eye. He said he spent five nights in the critical care unit at Akron General Medical Center.

I understand that this story comes from Akron Ohio and Rocky’s story took place in BC, but since the media in Canada and the US walk in lockstep, it’s interesting to note how they viewed each incident.

For instance, in BC, three white kids attacked a black kid and the media ran with the headline “Apparent B.C. hate crime attack posted on YouTube”. Apparently the white kids were telling the black kid that “he was in a white town, get the F*** out of here”. Now, I never heard that on the YouTube video, but let’s just say that actually happened and move on. Keep in mind the black kid wasn’t hurt.

Contrast that to this story where a pack of black kids screamed ”This is our world” and ”This is a black world’,’ and went on to beat the living shit out of an entire white family — mother, daughter, son and father, etc.

What did the first paragraph to this story say? “Akron police say they aren’t ready to call it a hate crime or a gang initiation.”

Do you figure the reporter for the Akron Beacon would have led his story with the words “Akron police say they aren’t ready to call it a hate crime or a gang initiation” if a few dozen white kids screamed at a black family “This is a white world”, and then went on to pound every last one of them until they were sent to hospital?

Riding high on a crest of lawyer jokes around here, we can now add their ghoulish defence of people who attempt to drown their babies in toilets.

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Well, readers. There have been a lot of goofy posts over at Keyser’s Lair recently, with Keyser laughing in horror as the politicians in Washington seem set to take a bad situation and to do their damnedest to make it worse to the greatest extent that they can. So, just to bring us back to the astonishing reality of how bad things may get, Keyser presents this little piece of prophecy:

In what will be seen by many as die-cast confirmation that the world economy is plummeting towards an economic and corporate implosion of unprecedented proportions, Moody’s said it anticipated a tidal wave of defaults was approaching.
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It seems to be comedy day here at the Lair. First, Keyser finds hilarity in Bloomberg’s reporting on the Obama “Budget.” Next, Keyser came across the blog of some leftist guy who was an Obama supporter, but who found the State of the Union shtick the other night no more encouraging than Keyser did.

And boy, does this guy let it show! He’s written out the whole text and interspersed it with is own commentary. He’s apparently fond of emphasizing text with color, italics, bold and the like, and this psychedelic emotion is flying all over the place as he totally loses it. Here’s just a small sample (the first few words in normal type are Obama’s):

You should also know that the money you’ve deposited in banks across the country is safe; How do we respond to such crap? Our President gets up in front of the world, and without even a hiccup or without having his fingers crossed behind his back, he simply lies with complete impunity. I am depressed. I looked so forward to not having to listen to that stupid, smug son-of-a-bitch “W” Bush. I was really excited about the prospects of having a smart, eloquent, level-headed leader speaking in plain truths and common sense. I am such an asshole! What I have come to realize is that even though I found Bush-the-dumber virtually impossible to listen to, I always thought it was because he was such a self-congratulatory moron. But what I have quickly come to understand is that it was NOT his insipid, shit-assed grin, or his quasi-literate references to Noooquoooler Weaponsssssssssss that made me nutso, it was his lying. And the reason I know that now is because I feel THE EXACT SAME WAY about our new President. It is the lying and the bullshitting that makes me so fucking insanely furious!! It is the fact that these guys treat us like fucking children—little kids who can’t handle the truth. Well, FUCK YOU Mr. President!!! The truth is so very easy to uncover, despite your lies! NO, Mr. President, our money is NOT safe in our banks. You are a liar. The FDIC is virtually insolvent. Bank failures means no access to money. Sure you can make the claim that, in fact, our money is safe because BY LAW it is insured. But “BY LAW” is not reality Mr. President. You can sit up there and obfuscate and dissemble and speak in half-truths and hedge your words with the greatest of care so that, if challenged, you can—you litigious asshole!—use your legal double-speak to defend your lies. But in the end it is just that, lies.

Buyer’s remorse, much?

Anyway, go read the whole thing. Leftist or not, the man is right.

[Okay, this guy doesn't actually write out the whole speech, as he gives up in despair before the end. Better hope that's not a metaphor for the future!]

This glob of asphalt was personally poured into a pot hole over at Keyser’s Lair by Joey “Don’t nobody mess with me ‘cuz I’m dah man!” Biden.

Who would have imagined that reading the financial news would turn into a great way to start your day off with a belly laugh?

President Barack Obama’s first budget request would provide as much as $750 billion in new aid to the financial industry, as it lays plans to overhaul the U.S. health-care system and raise taxes on the wealthy.

The spending blueprint, sent to Congress today, forecasts record outlays for the current fiscal year of $3.94 trillion, up 32 percent from a year ago. That would yield a record deficit of $1.75 trillion in the year ending Sept. 30, equal to about 12 percent of the nation’s gross domestic product, the highest since World War II.

“It’s only by restoring fiscal discipline” that the U.S. can produce growth and prosperity “over the long run,” Obama said today. “That means cutting what we don’t need” to pay for necessary programs.

The person who wrote this is either a complete idiot or has one of the most sharply honed senses of irony across the internet. The man who proposes a deficit of monumental proportions is then quoted as talking about “fiscal responsibility” without the least indication that there’s a bit of a disconnect here. Comedy gold.
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This morning, Mrs. Söze asked if a location was nearby, and Keyser replied that it was about eight blocks away. Turns out something bad had happened there, as Mrs. S. had learned on the radio.

Apparently, a car was stolen in Saskatchewan, and its GPS finked to the local police here in Alberta that it was on a big street close to us. (One wonders what the GPS had been doing in the interim. Perhaps the car wasn’t reported as stolen for a while.) The cops went up to the car, which proceeded to speed off at high speed. It dinged a Cadillac, and this is the result (the Caddy’s off to the left):

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As winter grinds on relentlessly on the barren plains of western Canada, the following haiku seems to capture the mood effectively:

Here in Edmonton
summer is beautiful but
winter never ends.

Ain’t that the truth!

[A ratty-looking guy pushing around a shopping cart with far too much in it was heard muttering this poem over at Keyser's Lair.]