ZGram - 10/7/2001 - "PC is getting blasted - big time!"

[Ingrid Rimland]

Copyright (c) 2001 - Ingrid A. Rimland

 ZGram - Where Truth is Destiny

October 7, 2001

 Good Morning from the Zundelsite:

"There are signs," writes a ZGram reader from Canada, "that our cult of
niceness is suddenly and abruptly grinding to a halt.

 "The Dutch, it is said, are losing patience with anything-goes
multi-cultism. A similar denouement may be unfolding in Canada: a violent
backlash against the strictures of political correctness and rigidly
enforced tolerance (a BC human rights body, for example, ordered a drug
store to compensate its employee to the tune of $30,000 for requesting that
he, a Jehovah's Witness, arrange some of kind of window display with
Christmasy motifs).

 Here is a column that drips vitriol, from the editor of the Winnipeg Sun
no less, against a feminist "icon," a "woman of colour" and an immigrant
from Tanzania.

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 Winnipeg Sun | October 5, 2001

 Sunera Thobani rides again ... | By ROSS MCLENNAN

 Hysterical, spittle-spewing Sunera Thobani, the feminist equivalent to the
Taliban, is busy making an asp of herself again.

 The former Head Girl of The National Action Committee on the Status of
Women lashed herself and an appreciative crowd of fellow Amazons into an
orgasmic paroxysm of anti-American passion last Monday in Ottawa during a
hen party billed as the Women's Resistance Conference.

 The terrorist attacks on America cannot be allowed to coerce Canadian
women into backing a U.S. foreign policy that is "soaked in blood," NAC's
former fuhrer fulminated.

 To which the crazy confab's 500 "delegates" reacted like a pack of
panty-wetting pubescents confronted by the latest boy band du jour.

 Among them, of course, was the fearless and feckless Hedy Fry, the federal
secretary of state for multiculturalism and the status of women -- and soon
to be minister without a chance of any portfolio whatsoever if there's a
God in Heaven.

 No doubt gruff but indulgent father-figure Prime Minister Jean Chretien
issued the warning he usually does when he lets little Hedy loose in public
-- "Whatever you do, don't mention the crosses" -- before sending her
scooting off to the conference with a friendly little slap on the behind.

 Hedy kicked things off with the kind of banal and senseless slogan
purveyors of group-think have been grinding out since glib and vicious Nazi
propagandist Joseph Goebbels earned the world's first PhD in spin
doctoring.

 "This conference," she pronounced portentously, "is about breaking the
silence."

 It turned out to be more like breaking wind, considering the thunderous
explosion of noxious claptrap that burst from Thobani as Fry returned to
sitting on her thumbs while Wonder Woman raked her claws across America's
already bloodied visage.

 "Today in the world the United States is the most dangerous and the most
powerful global force unleashing horrific levels of violence," Thobani
said.

 "From Chile to El Salvador to Nicaragua to Iraq, the path of U.S. policy
is soaked in blood."

 The vile and venomous Thobani is just the latest of all the poop
disturbers who have swarmed out of the woodwork squeaking and clacking "I
told you so," since the Sept. 11 attacks on the World Trade Center and the
Pentagon.

 And she certainly won't be the last.

 Each of them, of course, has his or her own particular axe to grind.

 The same axe they drag out and wave around whenever something important
happens.

 Like Jerry Falwell: "See! See! I told you what gay marriages would lead to!=
"

 Or Jesse Jackson: "Here I come to save the day!"

 Or the letter writer who informed Sun readers that God being banished from
public schools caused the attack on the U.S.

 Not to mention rap music, the misery of psoriasis and the fact he missed
the bus one morning and was late for work.

 And now here's Thobani, back in the saddle of her own peculiar hobbyhorse,
rockin' and rollin' back and forth with mind-numbing, ever-increasing
violence, ranting and panting and slamming herself without mercy against
the unyielding pommel of her outrage and anger, urging her steed forward
and back, forward and back, brutally bruising and battering everybody's
political G-spots until the hall is filled with wild applause and shouts of
incoherent and mindless abandon.

 Such as this little gem from Thobani:

 "There will be no emancipation for women anywhere on this planet until the
Western domination of this planet is ended."

 That's right, my little feminist flower ...

 When it comes to the emancipation of women, the answer definitely lies in
non-Western cultures and religions.

 In places such as Saudi Arabia, where women are forbidden to drive cars.
Or fabled Afghanistan, where the ladies shop for their clothes at Masood's
Tent & Awning, assuming they're let out of their houses and have managed to
earn enough money in the only profession they're allowed to practise --
begging.

 "It's really interesting to hear this talk about saving Afghani women,"
Thobani sneered. "Those of us who have been colonized know what this saving
means."

 Oh, God, yes ...

 What are the vicissitudes Afghan women endure -- beatings, imprisonment,
death -- compared with the trouble you and your enslaved sisters have seen?


 For example, the feds, ever generous with other people's money, funded
your little pep rally on Monday to the tune of $80,000.

 But what if they decided to turn off the tap?

 You and the girls might have to resort to begging.

 Like your sisters in Afghanistan.

 Here ... try this burqa on for size.

 You know ... on you it looks good.

 Mainly because I can't see you.

 Too bad I can still hear you.

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 Thought for the Day:  "If the Human Rights Commission does not stride in
here, what might *that* mean for Canada?"

(Ernst Z=FCndel, who was victimized by Canada's Political Correctness
Torquemadas for five years...)