More bloated than I thought. Organization is in 3 parts: tribunal, commission and legal support. Moonbat Cheri di Novo asked relevant question regarding provision of legal representation to all parties. Question was waived by the committee because hearing is re Tribunal only. Good grief. That’s a damn important question, given that a defendent could go bankrupt trying to fight these bastards.

In the committee hearing. The Ontario human rights commission employs 50 staff, 22 full time adjudicators and 22 part time adjudicators. Judging by their representatives here at the hearing, I’m certain all employees are of an approriate hue or disability. Not learning anything new as yet. HRC is typical self-sustaining government bloat. All for the good of the “public”.

I’m off to Queen’s Park today for the Standing Committee on Government Agencies where the Ontario Court of Marsupial Magistrates will be the topic of discussion. I guess people have finally cottoned on to the idea that these Human Right’s Commissions are nothing more than government censorship of the masses. Unfortunately, you can bet your ass that the committee will be stacked in favor.

Later in the afternoon, our team spokesmodel Mark Steyn will be taking the stand to tell his tale of woe.

The post entitled “test” was to deduce my live-blogging-via-BlackBerry capabilities. They are there, but annoying. I’ll do what I can.

Have a great day, y’all.

Test

… kills babies.

I don’t normally talk much about abortion. It’s not my shtick. I save that subject for the hundreds of pro-life bloggers out there who are fully versed in the subtle nuances of infanticide. And in turn, they leave the “all Muslims are evil” shtick to me. Welcome to the Internet - there’s room for everybody.

But I just had to say something about this.

The Board of Medicine has revoked the license of a Florida doctor accused of medical malpractice in a botched abortion case in which a live baby was delivered, but ended up dead in a cardboard box.

The Department of Health said Renelique was scheduled to perform an abortion on a teenager who was 23 weeks pregnant in 2006. Sycloria Williams had been given drugs in advance to dilate her cervix.

According to the complaint, she gave birth at a Hialeah clinic after waiting hours for Renelique to arrive. The complaint said one of the clinic owners put the baby in a bag that was thrown away.

Police found the infant’s decomposing remains a week later.

Wow. Just… wow. If you carry on reading the story, you’ll see that the “doctor” in question got his medical training from the back of a comic book, and never should have been practicing medicine outside the Third World.

Those in favor of abortion believe that the legalized, state-monitored availability of abortion clinics means that women will be treated professionally, cleanly and by doctors who are actually, you know, doctors. Yet this man is no better than the sketchy guy with the wire hanger doing kitchen abortions.

He either was too inept to recognize a live birth, or he callously didn’t care. Either way, not only should he lose his license, but so should everyone involved in the process of licensing him in the first place.

About three weeks too late.

Canada’s premiere rebellious aging punk/Nazi hunter/anti-racist and bbq cat eater would like Toronto to know that he supports Israel’s right to defend itself. He feels so strongly about this that he waited until weeks after the offensive was ostensibly “over” (as far as any offensive involving Israel can ever be over) to publicize his radical support.

No frostbite for our Warren when the anti-Semites were out and marching through the streets of the city we share.

No, now that it’s safe to have an opinion, because fewer bombs and rockets are flying through Israeli airspace, Warren Kinsella is publicizing his unwavering support for Israel. Now. Not three weeks or a month ago. Now. Way to be cutting edge, Warren.

Was the ad space just cheaper this week?

When you consider all the senseless deaths that occur because some religions are violent and seek domination, you really have to laugh at the Atheists vs. Christianity Bus Debate.

Atheists have started advertising. The most talked about ad campaign in England, now plastered across the outside of 800 British buses, declares: “There’s probably no God, so stop worrying and enjoy your life.”

And now the retort:

Now the Christian party, the Trinitarian Bible Society and the Russian Orthodox Church have paid for their own pro-God adverts that will run on 175 buses across central and east London and the West End for two weeks from Monday.

The advert for the Christian Party includes the slogan: ‘There definitely is a God. So join the Christian Party and enjoy your life.’

It’s all so very civilized, isn’t it? I mean, these buses can drive back and forth past each other with little fear of being blown up for their message.

It’s very much like that Kenny vs Spenny stunt with the Jesus Sucks! banner that flew over Toronto. It’s all very safe and milquetoast in its supposed edginess.

So what say we all get together to buy some ads that say “Allah is a Myth” or “Mohamed was a Child Rapist” and really be cutting edge? I mean, what’s the worst that could happen, right?

Really. They send me links like International Ms. Leather Contest.

Sorry, but I’m retired.

Me. Christian Bale. Angry Sex. That is all.

Photo from AP

From the AP:

A woman accused of helping recruit dozens of female suicide bombers looked into the camera and described the process: trolling society for likely candidates and then patiently converting the women from troubled souls into deadly attackers.

The accounts, in a video released Tuesday by Iraq police, offer a rare glimpse into the networks used to find and train the women bombers who have become one of the insurgents’ most effective weapons as they struggle under increasing crackdowns.

In a separate prison interview with The Associated Press, with interrogators nearby, the woman said she was part of a plot in which young women were raped and then sent to her for matronly advice. She said she would try to persuade the victims to become suicide bombers as their only escape from the shame and to reclaim their honor.

As brainwashed as the Islamic ummah is, it would be very easy to convert these women into murderers for the sake of honor. After all, if your only other choice is having your father/uncle/brother kill you for adultery, then why not go out with a bang?

I keep looking at this old hag’s picture, and I can’t help but thinking of another famous Muslim woman…

I’ve received everything from poetry (bad) to bribery (good) as entries to the Girl on the Right 5th Anniversary Love Letter Contest.

From longtime reader Kevin P:

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; and for their Girl on The Right!
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
to speak out and act against wrongs and injustices,
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

Regular commenter James sent money. Sorry Dahling, but money can’t buy this love (for once). Er, but please don’t stop sending money!

Joanne is in the lead I think, with this:

Sometimes I think you’re rude and insensitive, it’s true. And sometimes I shake my head at your nerve and say out loud, “Oh, no, tell me she didn’t write that!” This is invariably followed with laughter or raised eyebrows and a loud, “Phew!” Perhaps it is precisely because your approach is so different from mine that you make me step back from my preconceived notions and think twice about a particular subject.

Looking back at some of the many issues covered at Girl on the Right, I remember being astonished when I read about Marc Lepine’s background. You mean Marc Lepine wasn’t his real name? His father was a wife-beating Muslim? What?! They didn’t tell me that on the six o’clock news!

I read your blog because you’re smart, you are often interesting and, even when I think you’re over the top, it’s usually in the service of making a good point. After having met you a few times, I also believe that your heart is in the right place.

Jim comes to Girl on the Right because it’s downright sinful! Be careful, Jim. Reading Girl on the Right can make you grow hair on your palms.

Well, partially it’s your smart mouth and sound conservative thoughts. However I can’t stop checking
in on you for more hints re: your (imagined by me) lurid sexual past. One, I recall, you referred to talking
insultingly to masochistic men for a fee.

Frances is glad I decided not to sell out.

I enjoy your rants and your folksy sharing of your joys and frustrations. Keep up the good fight! Don’t sell!

J.M. sent me an email full of shooting tips, oddly enough. I’ll keep them in mind for the next time I get trigger-happy.

If anyone else would like to submit an entry (and try to beat Joanne), the email address is

iloverightgirl-AT-gmail-DOT-com

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Though Warren Kinsella’s Catscam was discussed. I expect to be served with my lawsuit in the coming days.

On the subject of domestic pets, I spent the weekend babysitting my friend’s new puppy. Believe me, if I knew of a restaurant - Chinese or otherwise - who would have julienned and fried that little blighter, I would have bought Warren dinner there. I got a grand total of about 6 hours sleep (non-consecutive) over the weekend. Oh the pain. I remember when I got Bug, how easy he was to train. Within the first week he was sleeping almost through the night. He knew how to use his piddle pad almost right away. I thought he was the norm. Apparently not. Puppies, as it turns out, are assholes.

I took a short break from puppy duty on Saturday night to have dinner with some old friends. One of them, a social liberal and fiscal conservative, told me she often listens to Michael Coren’s radio show, Two Bald Men (With Strong Opinions). She finds it annoying that his co-host, Stephen LeDrew, attacks Michael personally instead of attacking his ideas. I told her, “Welcome to the life of a right-wing pundit.” We get this all the time. You don’t like something I have to say? Then by all means, call me fat or call me a cunt, but God forbid you actually debate my ideas. It might show you to be intelligent, and we can’t have that.

And the final word on pets: I’m sick as a dog. I’m heading to bed with a cup of NeoCitron. If you catch Coren tonight, please forgive the makeup lady. There was only so much she could do with my sunken eyes and my swollen red nose.

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