On crime, conflictedness, and weird excuses:
Regarding the consequent conflictedness and anxiety, all that progressive wrongness, these three posts include suitably vivid illustrations of the phenomenon.
Among which, a claim that more theatre for schoolchildren would somehow deter the kinds of creatures who repeatedly sucker-punch elderly ladies for being the wrong race, and a chap who insists that women should allow themselves to be mugged lest their mugger, out on probation, come to harm.
Oh, and the belief, expressed by a Guardian columnist, that when you find your home being burgled in the middle of the night, the real victims, the people deserving of sympathy and indulgence, are the ones breaking into your home while brandishing carving knives and then driving off with your valuables in your car.
Our betters, you know. They say so themselves.
While my President is out signing international trade deals, ending wars, and making China capitulate and surrender to mighty America’s interests, what is the PM and the body politic of Canada doing? Sniveling and whining and blaming others consistent with their socialist lazy-minded culture. As of today, Trump has now signed deals with every single trade belligerent except for Canada. Canada has destroyed itself and it is glorious. We look forward to eating your lunch.
Signed, The Average American Sovereign Taxpayer.
Canadian lunch includes: flipper pie, cod au gratin, jiggs dinner, fiddleheads, dulse crisps, and beaver tails.