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I got hit last night with 68 “friendly spammer” comments. You know the ones that are like “Thanks for this important information, it will really help me in my school project” or other such tripe, and it always links back to a gambling or fuck-pill site.

So today I deleted a ton of crap, and if anything legitimate got caught, I didn’t notice (mostly because I didn’t care). So please repost any legitimate comments that you haven’t seen appear.

And B in Toronto, stop changing your fucking email and other login details, or you’ll keep getting caught in the moderation filter, dude!

Sixty-five years after nuking the shit out of Japan, I still don’t think enough time has passed for American leadership to be taking part in the memorial services. The same way I got the willies when visiting the USS Arizona, and seeing Japanese tourists taking innumerable pictures with their innumerable cameras (As an aside, think about how many Japanese photo albums your face may appear in. Creepy, huh?).

The reason I find this especially distasteful is that I don’t want to see a bunch of Imams giving speeches at Ground Zero.

Though I guess it’s a little late for that.

Everything that can be said on the subject of the Cordoba Initiative in Manhattan - steps from the vilest display of Islamic supremacy ever seen on Western soil - has pretty much already been said.

Dymphna from Gates of Vienna has so far the best post I’ve seen on the subject:

These innocent souls were incinerated, or asphyxiated, or jumped to
their deaths on September 11th, 2001. They all died horribly and Ground
Zero is their cemetery. No amount of Kumbayah and toxic tolerance can
make those ashes disappear or bring back all those mothers and fathers
and sons and daughters.

How dare the blunted human beings pushing
for their “initiative” be permitted to erect this sacrilege? They can
proclaim their innocence all they want to the Western press (who will
eat it up), but Muslims in other countries read their message loud and
clear: the killers of 9/11 have triumphed.

A common line is “We’ll let this mosque be built right after we erect churches in Saudi Arabia.” As my handsome yet annoying gentleman friend points out at every given chance, we shouldn’t be comparing ourselves to a country that locks women in the house and cuts off limbs for punishment. It sinks us to their level. He has a point, so instead let me make the comparison to AMERICAN Muslims, on AMERICAN soil:

Four Christian missionaries who were arrested at the Dearborn Arab International Festival were arraigned Monday morning in 19^th District Court on misdemeanor charges of disorderly conduct.

Negeen Mayel, Dr. Nabeel Qureshi, Paul Rezkalla and David Wood, members of a group called “Acts 17 Apologetics,” entered not guilty pleas.

The missionaries were arrested June 18 while handing out Christian literature and videotaping themselves. The group said they were arrested over religion, but police insist that it’s not true.

Last Sunday, July 25th, I went to a barbecue. I was armed with zero willpower, which was magnified by the gigantic bottles of white zinfandel. Oh dear. Chips with dill dip, cashews, cottage potatoes, steak & salad, cheese cake, and raspberry lemon cake. It was a fucking delicious dietary disaster!

It was one of those events where you snack and drink all day and then sit down to the main meal followed by dessert. Followed by coffee and second dessert.

You hear diet “gurus” talk about weight loss being slow and steady because “hey, you didn’t gain the weight all at once, how can you expect to lose it all at once?” Bullfuckingshit. It takes 3,000 calories to gain or lose a pound. Eating 3,000 calories in a day is not only possible, it’s fairly common in our society. You can seriously gain a pound in a day without too much effort, but losing one in a day will take a lot of work.

Basically, what I’m trying to say is I fell of the diet wagon. I fucked up. And I totally enjoyed every minute of it! Even though I gained a pound that week, I don’t regret having fun and food with my friends. The next day I woke up with a carb-hangover and started all over again (with a colon cleanse, but you don’t need to know about that).

The Diet Solution Program isn’t overly restrictive. I can pretty much eat what I want - but in this case I ignored the portion sizes. Oops. A minor setback that I made up for in the days that followed, by eating lean and clean, referring back to the principles of the Diet Solution Program main guidebook, and getting out and exercising. Bug, who had also eaten too much at the barbecue, enjoyed the extra walks and jogs to the park.

When I weighed myself again two days ago, I was down two pounds. No harm, no foul, and I got to live a little the week before.

So I’m not going to sweat the setback. The Diet Solution Program is a lifestyle (as opposed to a diet), and life is meant to be lived. Try the Diet Solution Program today for just $1, and get your whole family eating clean, healthy meals that they’ll enjoy.

Ok, maybe on the back of my last post, an article about pedophile hysteria seems a little odd, but what can I say? I’m quirky.

These days, fewer and fewer people want to take the risk of working with children, due to the belief that everyone is a pedophile. And now, people don’t even want to help children for fear of some stupid legal repercussion.

I remember when I was a kid in the ‘burbs, there was a Block Parent sign in every other window. When I was a toddler in the gutter tenements of Montreal, the Greek and Italian grandmothers sat on the porches and all the kids - regardless of who owned them - were under their domain. Get in a fight, someone’s baba whacked you across the back of the head and marched you home. Fall and cut yourself, and you were taken into someone’s kitchen and patched up before being given a hug and some juice and sent on your way.

Those days are over.

A few years ago, I was on my way home from the subway station. A mom with a baby in a pram and a toddler on a Big Wheel were on the sidewalk with me. Toddler wheeled on ahead of mom, keeping pace alongside me, while mom frequently stopped to check baby’s soother or bonnet. As Mr. Big Wheel and I were about to pass a driveway from one of the condo buildings, a car lurched out over the curb. I automatically grabbed the kid across his chest and prevented him from being hit. He just glared at me, as I had broken his hard-earned momentum. I turned to his mother, quickly catching up to us, and said “I’m sorry.” After all, we’ve been conditioned in the last 15-20 years not to touch another person’s children. Obviously the mother laughed at me for apologizing, but I was saddened that the apology was as instinctive as the rescue had been.

Life is very different from what it was when I was little:

Many people fear helping a child in need in case witnesses think an attempt is being made to abduct the youngster, a UK survey suggests.

A total of 44% of men and 28% of women told researchers they would be wary of helping a child for this reason.

The research also suggests 79% of adults believe community spirit has weakened since they were children.

The survey of more than 2,000 adults and children was carried out by ICM for children’s charity Play England.

Nearly half (47%) of the adults questioned said it was unsafe for children to play out without supervision, while one in three parents said they were concerned they would be judged by their neighbours if they let their children play out in this way.

No wonder kids are fatter today than they were a generation ago. I’m a prime example of this: When our cottage was sold, I didn’t swim or bike or frolic as much as I had before. The pounds started to pile on. It’s been a struggle ever since. Parental paranoia is a major factor when it comes to childhood obesity.

So is multiculturalism. Or at least, modern multiculturalism. These days immigrants don’t make any effort at all to integrate, which means neighbors can go years without ever introducing themselves to one another. The days of the Greek grannies on the front porches are over in many neighborhoods. So if neighbors don’t know one another, they don’t trust each other with their kids.

Not every neighborhood suffers in that way, but many do. I’ve seen Asian and Jamaican families readily assist lost or injured kids from other cultures. Other cultures are more insular, including Arabs and Eastern Europeans. This isn’t a study; it’s my own observation. I wonder what the answer is. What will give kids more autonomy and security to play?

Nine men, of no particular woman-hating denomination, were convicted of gang raping a 14 year old girl described as “vulnerable.” I’m not sure if “vulnerable” in this case means retarded, or from an at-risk environment. Either way, people need to keep a closer eye on their kids.

Yup, these fine upstanding members of an unnamed community forced themselves up to the hilt into an abducted 14 year old.

In other, non-related news, the cultural outreach program in New York has been given the go ahead.

If you need me, I’ll be in a dark room sipping whiskey and waiting for the world to end.

So here’s a little Dita Von Teese for you.

Good Lord.

Police officers have been banned from ordering suspects to change into blue boiler suits - in case it infringes their human rights.

Instead, they are being encouraged to fetch clean clothes from the suspected criminal’s own home so they can feel more comfortable while in the cells.

Why don’t we just do away with jails entirely? Or maybe keep people locked up in kindergartens instead, where they can play and frolic among brightly colored blocks and dull scissors? And hey, if letting them wear street clothes makes it easier for them to slip away from corrections officers, then so be it: It’s their right to do so!

If a relative of the suspect cannot bring in a preferred outfit, an officer can be dispatched to pick one out. Failing that, the alleged offender can be given a white tracksuit.

Which is pretty much what UK criminals are wearing on the street anyway.