Nope ,no bias here. Move along , nothing to see here.

Typical liberal hippie.

"Typical liberal hippie.
Posted by: Soccermom at March 18, 2007 11:12 AM "

Well that explains the smell

pity we didnt have a picture of her feet.

I would guess something more akin to jackboots than birkenstocks.

Kate,

Thanks for the plug. I never read the Star but some moonbat was going on about how funny the article was so I thought I would check it out. You know what? she was right!

Rene

Not sure if DiManno is a typical liberal hippy like her colleagues Travers and Walkom.

She's more of an iconoclast who slags everyone equally.

I agree with Bart F.

Rosie is ok and she tells it like it is - in fact she is the brightest spot on the Star - it just shows that political parties are just like corporations - and there is nothing wrong with that - and I know they have to have secret stategies, etc. - but I believe that the more open they are the more successful they will be - don't play games - and especially against Rosie because she is true blue in my opinion and she will help them if they are above board.

The problem with Rosie is that she is unused seeing the hard work that must go on in order for an honest political campaign to be successful.

Her Liberals simply pass around brown envelopes filled with stolen tax money and buy all the votes they need. No planning or hard work required.

I think that method came from the Italians didn't it Rosie DIMANNO?

Here's a little more humor fer ya Rosie ...

Q: What's the difference between an Italian mama and an Elephant?

A: about fifty pounds and a black dress.

Judging by your burgeoning jowls, that would be your future ... if the two pack days don't kill you first.

Bart F and ccon are right - Rosie DiManno is far from the usual Star apparatchik - actually, it's miracle she still has a job there. She's a lot closer to Christie Blatchford in spirit, and finds heavy-handed stuff like this laughable, and a bit of a red flag. Frankly, I'd probably react the same way if I were tasked with covering this event and got this reaction - and I'm a frickin' party member!

DiManno has National press gallery syndrome - the misapprehension that reporters need not actually work for a living, that everyone should dance to their attendance and answer their every question.

John,

Well done.

Stereotyping because she happens to be Italian. Pathetic.

What happless and pathetic ethnicity do you derive from?

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Are you kidding? Red Rosie is to addition...
what Blatchford is to particle physics.

As for the commie pinko rag masquerading
as a newspaper... well, good lord.

The proven ability to work in a jibe at the
right side of the political spectrum is a
whole separate page on the job application...

"You'd think maybe the Red Star could
lay off a little when they're -- for example...
reviewing movies."

"And he's not above incorporating a
Crucifixion image at the end to drive
home his point about the nobility of
going to war to defend your nation,
a subtext that will make this popular
entertainment for Conservatives
and Republicans everywhere."

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But Rosie DiManno had no right to be there - and in opposition to what she claims in her article, it wasn't a meeting of the government of Canada, but of the Conservative Party. It's open only to members of the party. It wasn't a media event.

What I find remarkable about Rosie DiManno's "piece" is that it is files under "news", as if it were a factual report.

Rosie DiManno reports this as a "fact":

"Media scruffs are not welcome – will, in fact, be jack-booted from the premises."

"jack-booted from the premises"? Really??

She also writes:

"This from the Government of Canada – the same government that claims to be importing democratic values to Afghanistan, where no official has ever kicked me out of any venue, and they've got guns."

As a "journalist" she must know that a political party is not the Government of Canada.

I pointed this out to the Red Star, but in their wisdom, have not corrected these errors.

Ms. DiManno tops it off with:

"Or, as one campaign manager told my colleague, Richard Brennan, this week: "There isn't the attitude that we're two-headed baby eaters.''

I saw one baby in a stroller yesterday and, true, nobody ate him."

This is not news, this is Lies, Spin and Raving Rhetoric, a new section that the Red Star should consider for their paper.

Look, its fine she's if complaining because no media are allowed, but quite frankly I'm sure she can and does understand deep down inside that the Conservatives would have to be completely naive to allow media to wander aimlessly about where strategy is being discussed.

But I'm sick and tired of this whole "jack-boot Hitlerite" comparison these people keep making. You know it is possible to be a conservative and yet still care about humanity and not be a racist. In fact its the legacy of conservative parties in North America that voted for emancipation and sufferage. We tend to favor tough love approaches, but when it comes to charitable donations its conservative people who lead the pack.

To be honest all I can think is that she must be stupid to believe these "fascist" things about Conservatives. She's lost a lot of my respect.

"On the phone with an editor, who took undue pleasure warning that the Star might not have enough petty cash lying about to bail me from jail..."

Funniest line in the whole article.

"John,

Well done.

Stereotyping because she happens to be Italian. Pathetic.

What happless and pathetic ethnicity do you derive from?"

Typical moonbat technique. Slag somebody for slagging somebody else. Back to the tarpits with you Jerry.

Rosie was resentful because she had to smoke outside. At CBC they has 'nice comfy furs' in smoking rooms to indulge in their habit. The smoke ban people have not been protesting the CBC INDOOR smoking rooms - they use their wrath to bankrupt small business and terrorize Native Indian people who dare defy them. Another example of the 'entitled' elitists calling the tune and the peons allowing 'them' to do that by backing up their creative bias.

Jema 54
I am interested to know if those CBC INDOOR smoking rooms actually do exist.

"I am interested to know if those CBC INDOOR smoking rooms actually do exist."

They exist. I remember an article about how expensive it would be to close it down. At the time I thought wtf? Just go outside for a puff.

Irwin Daisy

I am Greek ... you know ... the culture that was stolen by the Romans about two thousand years ago. The current Italian culture is not too different from the current Greek culture. The men all like to cook and the women all get fat. So what's your point?

I am not offended at Greek Jokes and all the many Italians I know aren't either ... humour is humour and I have a good sense of it. I can laugh at myself while I laugh at you!

Too bad you have a stick in your butt. Life can be a lot of laughs. It is for me. I will not lie on my death bed thinking that I should have attended more protest rallies.

Let me direct you to a site where you can shed some of your tensions while saving the planet and at a bargain.

http://offsetworld.blogspot.com/

I guess we all have our stereotypes. I find it hard to take anybody seriously when they're still smoking two packs a day. And i will cheerfully admit I'm wrong to judge people on that basis.
"Sure, Mr. Einstein, I guess you're kind of clever, but that pipe..."

RRR says...

This is not news, this is Lies, Spin and Raving Rhetoric, a new section that the Red Star should consider for their paper.

you can't have been reading the red star for to long. the whole rag is exactly as you describe it. LOL

Here is the link Peter http://www.smokersclubinc.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=4176.
If people were capable of forcing their eyes to see the two sides to any issue infringing on property rights and personal rights then we would be taking a giant leap forward. The problem for this country is that so many people SAY they support Freedom but ONLY when it does not infringe on their own pet bias.

I do not own a bar or a restaurant or a casino but if I did I would not want self righteous 'economic social engineers' bankrupting me. If I was still a non smoker, I would not even notice that smokers are not going out for dinner anymore or that Bingo Halls are folding.
Free country's do not bankrupt business if they have ways of preventing that collapse. Canada has the option of CHOICE but the single minded bias of Tobacco haters extends it's tentacles to every boardroom and bedroom EXCEPT the conclaves of the entitled 'elitists'. That includes CBC and Anne McClellan! What do these people know that you do not? If the tobacco hater freaks succeed in making tobacco illegal - how much money to 'they' (the overt supports of bans, like CBC and the Liberanos/Dippers) stand to make on the black market?
Who was a main investor and CEO for Imperial Tobacco, again? Why none other that Paul Matin II, you know, the Power corps guy!! Put that in your soulless pipes and smoke the fumes of the 'entitled to their entitlements' - be careful what you ask for.....

What is it about females with the name Rosie. Are they born stupid, or does the lesbian lifestyle of Rosie O, have something to do with it. As for the smoking rooms at the cbc, why not just put up a sign that says NO SMOKING ALLOWED. Where is the expense of closing smoking rooms. Poll up asking if dion could beat harper in an election, 13% yes, 87% says no. Think it is at ctv. Tomorrow we will know, will dion flipflop and vote for the budget to save his leadership and 100 mps. With May going to the liberals, where will the green vote go, ndp or liberal. Still wonder what May has been promised to run against Peter. It had to be a lot, and shows the liberals have not changed their spots one bit. Hope she gets clobbered and comes in last. She is counting on her second place showing in London, but that was a by-election, not the real thing.

She looks like the kind of lady who tries to smell like sushi.

I agree that this is a pretty mindless piece. The problem, however, is the Star assigning someone to cover the private event were media is not invited/welcome. Basically, she had no information and she had to produce a column. She gets an "B" for effort . . . make that a "D".

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"I am interested to know if those
CBC INDOOR smoking rooms
actually do exist."

Of course they do... it just didn't get
picked up by most of the leftbot MSM.

Just something to think about,
the next time the CBC tries to
"warn" you about, the danger
of, well... anything

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Funny that she would choose to mock women with blonde streaks in the hair, insinuating that Conservative women are just a bunch of dittsy cheerleaders, when she has that stupid pink streak in her hair. That kind of immature rebelion for rebelion's sake is cool when your 15, it's pathetic when your her age? What a loser!

Funny that she would choose to mock women with blonde streaks in the hair, insinuating that Conservative women are just a bunch of dittsy cheerleaders, when she has that stupid pink streak in her hair. That kind of immature rebelion for rebelion's sake is cool when your 15, it's pathetic when your her age. What a loser!

Sad column by Rosie. Wasn't she a reporter at one time?

"ryan wrote... she has that stupid pink streak in her hair.

that's what caught your eye?!? the woman looks like she's
channeling lily munster at the betty ford clinic... and the
only reason that's even worth commenting on, is...
i think she's doing it deliberately.

I thought the conservative retired ladies all had blue hair.

"I am Greek ... you know ... the culture that was stolen by the "Romans about two thousand years ago. The current Italian culture is not too different from the current Greek culture. The men all like to cook and the women all get fat. So what's your point?"

John, your ire is misdirected.

Dude, go back and read my comment. You'll find that I quoted a leftist troll named Jeremiah, who was slagging you.

I wish people would read a little better around here.

"Too bad you have a stick in your butt. Life can be a lot of laughs. It is for me. I will not lie on my death bed thinking that I should have attended more protest rallies.

John, you're ire is misdirected.

If you actually read my post, you'll see that I quoted a moonbat named Jeremiah, who was trashing you.

Rosie never regailed us with the gonzo-esque accounts of all the times she was allowed into a Martin or Chretien caucus or election prep meeting...what's that Rosie?..You were never invited??

...well just because they are wearing red doesn't mean you couldn't have used your Bolshy media belligerence to push your way in...what's that?

You say Chretien had armed guards for all of his many secret caucus meetings?? Oh well, I guess you're excused from not crasheng them then.

...how about a DeYawn meeting?...You can still crash their election prep meets....but will you blab the results in the Star like you would a conservative meeting??

Rosie I think you've been out of the 60s fish tank too long...your body paint is fading and you are starting to smell like rotting fish....maybe the Star editors will get you to crash some local weddings because playing the later day leftoid martyr/gonzo-journalist is not your greatest strength.

more on Rosie D's penning:

very funny !!! "they were mere millionaires; cant grow old gracefully after leading with your hooters etc" LOL !!!

is nothing sacred to this woman ??? !!!

Mar 19, 2007 04:30 AM
Rosie DiManno

There's a term for morbid sexual fascination with the elderly. It's called gerontophilia.

In Canada, it's also called Barbara Amielia.

I mean, come on, the woman is 66. A well-preserved 66, and the rest of us should look so good at half that age, but hardly cheesecake material unless we're talking aged cheddar.

Astonishingly resilient to the ravages of time, though. Perhaps it's all that blood-scrubbing, purportedly a treatment for the autoimmune disease that has longed afflicted Lady Black, formerly Mrs. Gary Smith, Mrs. George Jonas and Mrs. David Graham. Surgery has allegedly helped Amiel remain so eternally dewy, youth-restoring procedures applied head to toe, face to buttocks. The svelte figure is probably genetic, the melon bosoms natural and gravity-defying, the smouldering sultriness innate.

Still, judging from the pictures out of Chicago last week – and, admittedly, the poor woman (you should forgive the expression) is under considerable stress – Lady Black is starting to look like the late Duchess of Windsor, all pinched and desiccated, mummified, with gusts to Michael Jackson, as if that famous pout were melting.

Barbarella Doll needs inflation.

Photographed abreast of stepdaughter Alana Black – making her celebrity-pupa debut in the role of filial daughter – the older babe wilts, no cosmetic elixir or plastic surgeon's ingenuity a match for the simple, unaffected fact of youth.

Yet Amiel continues to fascinate, Canadians enthralled by her beauty and brains, even those who think her views cockamamie. Still a cover girl four decades after appearing on the front of Toronto Life, back in her swinging lefty days, before she went all Ayn Rand-ish and to-the-manor privileged.

One must admire the skills of a woman who is her own ruthless invention. Despite penning an article for Chatelaine magazine entitled "Why Women Marry Up,'' Amiel never needed to sleep-up, or wedlock well, to gain either social or professional altitude, although beguiling the right men did bring riches and opportunity. And maybe Amiel really did look upon the troll-like Lord Weidenfeld, her primary patron-swain in England whilst a single female, as a hottie. Women are weird that way, hormonally responsive to the potency of power, the way men get tumescent on porn.

Amiel always understood, better than most, that a fine mind might captivate but eros gets men where they live, which is south of the belt-buckle. Intellectual she may be, but one wrapped in a dominatrix corset and fishnet stockings, because it's not only a man's brain that needs stroking. According to a published anecdote, she once told a group of women after an exercise class (and just what was she doing at an exercise class?): "My dears, apart from Anatole France and Albert Schweitzer, there is no man interested in anything but sex.''

It's difficult to think of Conrad Black in a sexual context – the imagination just doesn't want to go there – although he clearly remains smitten by his prize of a wife, even after 15 years of marriage. Yet it takes balls to build an empire, even bigger cojones to lose it and still keep bucking. Presumably such virility can transfer from boardroom to bedroom.

Or not. In his staggeringly mean biography, Conrad & Lady Black: Dancing on the Edge, Tom Bower recounts a snide aside made by a guest at their wedding reception. "Oh yes, it's real love,'' the woman snips. "But I bet he's terrible in bed.''

It's been reported that, upon crossing paths with the recently divorced Black in London, Amiel sized up the specimen as a "silver-backed gorilla,'' which is a hell of a compliment in Babs-speak. The mating dance was instantaneous and bemusing to Black's business associates, unaccustomed to the mogul in lust rapture.

He became that rarest of creatures – a billionaire who replaces his first wife with an older model.

A match made in upward mobility heaven, the Blacks moved in ever ascending social circles, glomming onto the social and political elite like the parvenus they actually were, evincing just the kind of material wretched excess that the genuinely aristocratic abhor. But they were fun to watch while the party lasted. And, to the couple's credit, they were each other's most vigorous champions: The enduring femme fatale and the Wapping (or whopping) tycoon.

She eulogized the wealthy in her increasingly snobbish published ruminations; he allegedly stole from his Byzantine empire to maintain the pretense of their billionaire-ness. They were really, it now appears, merely millionaires, struggling to keep up with the Kravises and the Goldsmiths.

Oh, how the envious and the loathing have feasted on their spectacular downfall.

In some newsrooms – we won't name names – more sympathy can be found for accused Canadian terrorist Baby Boy Khadr, languishing down there in Guantanamo, than the carpetbagger Blacks.

The day of reckoning is nigh, Black's trial (with three largely overlooked co-defendants) in Chicago on 14 charges of racketeering, fraud, money laundering, et cetera, finally set to truly roll with opening statements today. This should come as a relief to the scores of journalists who spent last week trying to churn colourful copy out of the boring jury selection process, although reams have been written, and broadcast, about their unfortunately blue-collar status, which purportedly renders them too stupid to appreciate the nuances of high-finance machinations.

Breathlessly, we have been told about Conrad Black arching an eyebrow, leaning forward in his seat, casting a glance over his shoulder, as if every gesture was fraught with meaning.

In this vacuum of reportable events, the other trial has already begun – an intense scrutiny of Amiel as icon in the sunset of her epoch, brought to (Manolo Blahnik) heel by hubris. The subtext here is that Amiel's insatiable greed, social ambition and stalking of A-list cachet sponsors pushed her husband toward financial knavery. Thus the engrossment with her hair and courtroom wardrobe (tasteful, bit dowdy) her expressions and carriage, trial commentators drawn from the fashion demimonde as well as the business and judicial orbits.

Must be a trial, in itself, having so long courted the limelight to now be skewered by it, Exhibit A for the folly of a man whose reach may have exceeded his grasp.

A senior citizen, public pension-eligible, yet Amiel is still measured as siren and succubus.

But you can't grow old graciously after leading with your hooters and, temptingly, inviting the world to kiss your fabulous arse.

"If you don't let me in, I'll , I'll...!!!! "

Sour Grapes much ?

Petty, and a ridiculously easy landing on the far side of the shark tank.

Toronto sinks deeper with that; nice knowing you Rosie.