Not much else Jason can say, really.
“Warren Kinsella's book, ‘Fight the Right: A Manual for Surviving the Coming Conservative Apocalypse,’ is of vital importance for American conservatives and other right-leaning individuals to read, learn and understand.”
- The Washington Times
“One of the best books of the year.”
- The Hill Times
“Justin Trudeau’s speech followed Mr. Kinsella’s playbook on beating conservatives chapter and verse...[He followed] the central theme of the Kinsella narrative: “Take back values. That’s what progressives need to do.”
- National Post
“[Kinsella] is a master when it comes to spinning and political planning...”
- George Stroumboulopoulos, CBC TV
“Kinsella pulls no punches in Fight The Right...Fight the Right accomplishes what it sets out to do – provide readers with a glimpse into the kinds of strategies that have made Conservatives successful and lay out a credible roadmap for progressive forces to regain power.”
- Elizabeth Thompson, iPolitics
“[Kinsella] deserves credit for writing this book, period... he is absolutely on the money...[Fight The Right] is well worth picking up.”
- Huffington Post
“Run, don't walk, to get this amazing book.”
- Mike Duncan, Classical 96 radio
“Fight the Right is very interesting and - for conservatives - very provocative.”
- Former Ontario Conservative leader John Tory
“His new book is great! All of his books are great!”
- Tommy Schnurmacher, CJAD
“I absolutely recommend this book.”
- Paul Wells, Maclean’s
“Kinsella puts the Left on the right track with new book!”
- Calgary Herald
Not much else Jason can say, really.
…well, okay, their ‘Gallery of Songs Inspired by Rob Ford’ chart, that is. But we’re SFH, and we’ll take whatever we can get.
Click on the image to see what else they’ve got on their chart! And buy our Ugly Pop 45 when it’s out!
(And yes, single girls, that’s Steve Deceive off to the left. Sorry to break your hearts, but he’s taken. Davey Snot, however, wants me to tell you that he isn’t)
Above: the teenaged lead singer of the Hot Nasties, circa 1977-78.
SFH’s fate seems inextricably linked, in myriad ways, to Toronto “mayor” Rob Ford. We can’t shake him, as hard as we try. He’s like herpes – once you get him, he goes away for a while, but he never fully disappears.
So, two big SFH and Rob Ford related developments:
If you’re in K-W, c’mon by and say hi. If you’re not, get ready for the release of Mayor On Crack. It’s gonna be huge.
Dear Chief Blair:
Other folks want to canonize you as a saint. I’ve never felt that way, for various reasons.
Another reason: your guys had the goods on Rob Ford six ways to Sunday. Schedule One narcotic use and possession (as he’s admitted); extortion (threatening the power of his office to get back the cell phone with drug connections on it); participation in a criminal organization (the new offence created, ironically enough, by his pal Stephen Harper).
As others have said, correctly, if a poor non-white kid had been implicated in just one of the above-noted crimes, they’d still be in jail.
But Rob Ford? Again: you had him, and you let him go. Why is that?
When Toronto gets a new mayor – and if you’re still around, which I increasingly tend to doubt – get ready for some tough questions, Chief. There’ll be plenty of them.
Warren Kinsella, LL.B
P.S. The questions will be directed at the Crown Attorney’s Office, too. They’ve been as negligent as you, perhaps more so. Kathleen Wynne’s maladroit Attorney-General will need to answer for that, I think.
My Aunt Irene passed away on the weekend, another family member felled by cancer.
Her funeral is today in Knowlton, in the Eastern Townships, and I couldn’t get there on time. My Mom is there, however.
What can I tell you about her? To me – as a kid, as now – she was what Montreal was when it was at its hippest: Expo ’67, Trudeau (the elder), Habitat, all of that. She was cosmopolitan and multilingual and lived on two continents, and I thought she was from another world, back then. She was cool.
Anyway, say a little prayer for her, if you will. She was a good one. Thanks.
So, do I get an award or something?
Oh, wait. I call Gordie “Gordie,” too, because he’s one of my oldest friends. I’m friends with Michael McSweeney, as well. I wish to assure the Citizen’s crack investigative team that I do not, however, call Michael “Mike.”
So, let’s see: no law was broken. No rule was broken. In fact, all that did happen here is this: this guy duly registered, as the law requires. He followed the rules, right out in the open. So the Citizen decides to do a drive-by on him.
Lame, lame, lame.