Five Feet of Fury: I missed Pingu for this
This morning I laid eyes on three young Muslim terrorists.
I’d be happy to give the police a detailed description, but they wouldn’t be interested. In the Magical Land of Upside Down we call “Canada” — which is the ancient Ojibwa word for “kick me” — those three terrorists are victims, you see.
The passengers on United 93 decided they would rather die than allow their plane to be hijacked on September 11, 2001.
I have never been prouder to be a Canadian than the day I heard Ken Whyte say he would rather Maclean’s magazine go bankrupt than allow it to be hijacked by a handful of Muslim beligerents.
At this morning’s press conference, held by the Sharia Creeps, we were promised a big “settlement” announcement in the absurd case of Steyn & Maclean’s v. A Bunch of Sock Puppets and Their Anti-Semite Master Behind the Curtain.
In a dazzling demonstration of both taqiyya AND hudna, we received no such thing.