Fern Hill, idiot

I first heard from Fern Hill a few months ago. I had posted stuff about Tim Hudak’s anti-choice views. Fern Hill wanted credit for discovering Tim Hudak’s views. Quite a few of us knew that already, but whatever.

During the election, Fern Hill was the abortion blogger. If someone said something about abortion, she was all over it. I don’t recall her linking to Henry Morgentaler’s statement that late term abortions – around 24 weeks – is something with which he has ethical problems, however.  She said if you think the world needs fewer abortions, not more, you were part of the “fetus lobby,” quote unquote.

After that, she hectored people to vote for her in one of those stupid blogger award things. I never participate in those contests, because they make Robocalls look ethical and scientific. To Fern Hill, getting a blogger award is a big deal, however.  I started to sense that she didn’t have much of a life.

Anyway. In February, I saw that Fern Hill had gotten mixed up with the white supremacists and neo-Nazis who hang out on Free Dominion. She called the founder of the crypto-fascist web site her “good friend,” quote unquote.

I tried to talk her out of that, and – as with all such attempts – Fern Hill dismissed and mocked me. That’s around the time that I took a link to her off my web site.  She’d become as extreme as those she regularly attacked.

Now, she’s in a fight with pretty much every progressive blogger. She said she wanted off their aggregator, so they removed her. She has now taken to screeching about the fact that they removed her.  Seriously.

Bottom line: she’s an idiot. And, as the screen cap below shows, she thinks it’s A-OK to play footsie with the Far Right.

It isn’t.


True story

Just saw a guy coming into St. Mike’s Easter Mass wearing a French Connection U.K. sweatshirt. If I were the priest, I’d punch him in the face.


In today’s Sun: the Glib is Frail

It’s always dangerous to regard “the national newspaper” as having any insight whatsoever into the nation. But let’s assume, for the sake of argument, they do.

The grey old Globe and Mail has recently pronounced that, generally, West beats the East. And, specifically, Quebec is Loserville.

Exhibit One: Here’s Prof. Jeffrey Simpson, under the headline “Canada’s political reversal is complete,” declaring that Calgary is now the political centre of Canada, and Montreal is within the Ninth Circle of Hell.

“Since the late 1980s, Canadian politics has been shaped, more than anything else, by the dialectics between Montreal and Calgary (which is the West’s) political centre,” declared Simpson, possibly wearing a Stetson as he did so. “After being in opposition for so long, Calgary is now in power — and after having been in power for so long, Montreal is now in opposition.”

Exhibit Two: Margaret Wente, another charter member of the Globe punditocracy, has decided that the West is Boffo, and Quebec is stink-o. Writing about the pugilistic Liberal MP Justin Trudeau, Wente — who has lived for decades in the shadow of the CN Tower, and wouldn’t know what a Richardson ground squirrel was if it alighted on her plate at a Bay Street bistro — proclaimed thusly: “(Justin Trudeau is) from Quebec, which is a fatal liability. The economic and political power of the country have all gone West.”

Exhibit Three: Gordon Pitts, an actual Westerner, wrote a lengthy exegesis in the Globe, declaring that there has been a “a critical exodus” from Quebec, and that “corporate Canada’s heart now beats in the West.”

Got all that? Calgary good, Montreal bad. West the summit of all wisdom and power, East wants in, etc.

Now, it’s boring when columnists write about other columnists. And it’s particularly boring when columnists pick on the Glib and Frail. That’s something Maclean’s head whiner, Paul Wells, does all the time, and it’s hard to get more tedious than him.


One of these things

…is the cause of the other.

Me? My view’s unchanged: he has too much baggage, and he couldn’t lift the party out of third place when our competition was Ms. Turmel. We need new faces, new blood.


My name on a Supreme Court judgment! (updated)

Well, not really: I’m the “et al” they refer to, apparently.

But a win’s a win!  “Dismissed with costs,” and, per tradition, without reasons given. After 16 long years, the CBC and I have finally emerged victorious: former diplomat and far-Rightist Ian V. Macdonald, meanwhile, has lost.  Our thanks to the fine legal minds of Scott Hutchinson and Brennagh Smith at Stockwoods.  They kick ass.

Now, who’s going to buy me a celebratory drink?  It’s almost the end of Lent, and I can swill ale again!

Woot!

UPDATE:  Ottawa Citizen story here.