Many of the liberal colleges now have formalized rules of dating. Supposedly, when you get to the arm around the shoulders gambit, the rules kick in. Dangling of the hand in a manner suggesting a randy fruit sorter is question period time.
"Do you mind if I play with your breasts?"
"No, you can't!"
One hour later, during which banal conservation has reached its zenith, the hand falls again. "Do you mind?", he asks imploringly.
"Huh? What? Just keep doing what you're doing."
The removal of clothing, is another barrier that the lad must face. Do you start undoing her bra as you ask permission, or do you explain pedantically about why, for stimulation reasons, bare flesh is superior to rayon or silk -- or whatever?
This hurdle cleared, he now has her naked body to finesse. Much asking and getting permission to pet like 13 year olds builds towards some nebulous climax. But yards from the goal line a squad of fullback questions arise. Exactly what erogenous zones are her pleasure palaces, and which are verboten territories, becomes a paramount concern. Straying from one to the other could send up the dreaded NO! card. Obviously time for another chat.
Unfortunately by the time her libido is out of control, and she is pawing his privates, he has lost his erection, and it is his turn to say, "No".
Shakespeare probably had some pithy thing to say on this issue; but he is an old, dead, white male; so is not read anymore.
I got a kick out of this -- and too much of life is serious. Until I decide to come back, read and enjoy.
Senator Abourezk merely sued his blog critic. That's lame. Now, armed with scientific evidence, any aggrieved politician or "real" writer ("professionals" who work for someone) can label his enemies in the blogosphere as mentally disordered. All that need be shown is that they fit the MOUSE acronym:
1. More than intended time spent online;
DAMN! This post is taking me longer than I thought it would!
2. Other responsibilities neglected;
I can think of at least five things I should do right now!
3. Unsuccessful attempts to cut down;
Here I am on a vacation, still blogging!
4. Significant relationships discord;
My dog hates it when I sit in front of the screen, and he lets me know about it!
5. Excessive thoughts or anxiety when not online.
Shit! I have email piling up! A new link and I haven't had time to reciprocate! Uh-oh! Someone might be making fun of my last post!
I need help badly! Isn't there a recovery group somewhere?
1. We admitted we were powerless over blogging -- that our lives had become unmanageable.
Thank God for that! This whole case has been an eye-opener for most Canadians. Here was a man who not only committed no crime, but rather was tried, along with his British co-accused, for the crime of trying to aid a severely wounded nurse at a highway bombing. The act was no doubt committed by one of the extremist Wahhabi sects. This truth was never to be allowed to see the light of day. Guilt must be deflected to some supposed Western alcohol mafia. Torture was used extensively to extract guilty pleas.
As time goes by, the degree of Saudi association to the entire Al-Queda network becomes more apparent. It extends from the Saudi princess, who financed some of the 9/11 atrocities, to the Wahhabi religious schools that spew out anti-western sentiments--even in our own backyard. The denial of the ugly truth carries over into our Arab community, whose spokesman wants Canada to set up separate laws for the different religious segments. Soon we will hear:
***Female infantcide, genital mutilation, suttee--hey, this is a diverse society. How dare you inflict your filthy western values on us?***
It scares me to think how our newest Supreme, Judge Fish, described as a liberal's liberal, will deal with this issue down the line.
LONDON -- Details emerged yesterday of Prince Charles' key role is securing the release of Canadian William Sampson and six other men who were imprisoned and tortured in Saudi Arabia for bombings they say they did not commit. Repeated demands by the Prince of Wales to senior Saudi officials ultimately proved crucial in releasing the men, two of whom, including Sampson, faced the death penalty, Britain's Observer newspaper said.
Prince Charles is thought to have used his connections with Saudi Arabia's ambassador to Britain, Prince Turki al-Faisal, a controversial figure who ran Saudi Arabia's intelligence for almost a quarter of a century, the paper reported yesterday. Prince Charles has been criticized for his continued friendship with high-profile Saudis but his intervention was welcomed by the men's families. "I know he cannot get involved politically, but the Saudis love our royal family and his involvement will have helped tremendously," Mary Martini, the former wife of one of the freed men, James Cottle, told the Observer.
As Sampson recovered from his ordeal yesterday in England, a family spokesman said his feelings toward the Canadian government were less warm.
"Let's be honest, he's been in prison for 31 months and he feels they didn't do enough to get him out," Sampson's cousin Billy said yesterday in an interview from his home in Liverpool.
"Thirty-one months is a long time, an awful long time to let quiet diplomacy run its course
Gillian Cosgrove has a column in Saturday's (Aug. 9) National Post that tells us that Chretien is demanding a farewell fund-raising dinner. A table for ten at his Confederation Dinner in Toronto on Oct. 30, will set one back a cool $7,000.
The Bay Street boys, who are the prime guest targets are not amused. They wanted Martin, a winner, not Chretien, now a loser, to be the host. Fumes a financial services executive, reflected the view of others: "This guy Chretien has no effing shame. First, he rams through Bill C-124 virtually outlawing corporate donations. Then as his swan song he comes back cap in hand to The Street and asks us to do what will be illegal next year. Talk about cheek!"
It appears that Bay Street will not be filling up those pricey tables. One can only hope that the turn-out will be so poor that the event gets cancelled. The blatant hypocrisy of Chretien commanding this dinner will not be lost on the deep-pocketed crowd.
Another article in the preceding day's paper (Aug. 8 A3) details how a federal bureaucrat, who resigned in disgrace for taking bribes from a Manitoba native treatment center, was then rehired by HRDC and Public Works Canada as a contract worker. The scam basically had Mr. Paul Cochrane steering millions in Health Canada grants to the center in exchange for a $50,000 bribe, along with three SUVs, vacations, and other goodies. The native center folded when the scandal broke, and is, like Cochrane, being investigated by the RCMP. Now, given the enormity of the scandal, one would think alarm bells would have rung in at least one of the two departments, especially, as John Williams, CA MP, and Chairman of the Commons Public Accounts Committee, points out: "It's incredible. Two departments that have scandal written all over them have opened their doors to a man who left another department under a cloud. It shows that the ethical malaise in the federal government is very much alive and well."
And what were Mr. Cochrane's contract duties? Well, it seems his expertise was needed in helping oversee job competions for the massive Public Works department. I wonder if that task did not have a lucrative sideline to it.
Let's review one key bit again:
***"This guy Chretien has no effing shame. First, he rams through Bill C-124 virtually outlawing corporate donations. Then as his swan song he comes back cap in hand to The Street and asks us to do what will be illegal next year. Talk about cheek!"***
And another:
***[A] federal bureaucrat, who resigned in disgrace for taking bribes from a Manitoba native treatment center, was then rehired by HRDC and Public Works Canada as a contract worker. The scam basically had Mr. Paul Cochrane steering millions in Health Canada grants to the center in exchange for a $50,000 bribe, along with three SUVs, vacations, and other goodies. The native center folded when the scandal broke, and is, like Cochrane, being investigated by the RCMP.***
And finally:
***If you're ever going to get politically active, NOW is the time to do it!***
One evening lately, I decided to stop being an intellectual snob--or whatever someone like me who hates TV junk is called--and join the hoi polloi in their TV delights. My first stop was Real TV, with its endless images of carnage. You can relive your own moments with the crazed driver from H***, as he weaves through high speed traffic -- or even your own youthful experiences defying gravity. Bless the survivors of these episodes, as they always pride themselves on knitting up those broken limbs and doing it again.
Next up was The Blind Date. Here the humiliation of your adolescent years gets replayed in adult form. From the male braggart to the female tease, all the worst date scenarios unfold. Oh, you cannot believe the relief that I felt to be out of this 7th circle of Dante's Inferno. Is there a 7th circle? If not there should be. One male contestant actually took his date to a club in Atlanta called, Hell. Faux bondage was the club's speciality. You could just see the woman saying to herself, "Is this some weird prelude to the date's conclusion? Will I always be immortalized on A&E's American Justice--the Most Unusual Cases?
Real TV was making me extremely depressed, so I channel surfed until I hit the CBCs This Hour Has 22 Minutes. While waiting for yuks to start spreading through my necrotizing brain, I had to wade through a barrage of anti-conservative jokes. While the show might lampoon Chretien, CBC types never, ever lampoon the left's ideas. Somehow a lightning rod for satire such as Svend, has never felt their arrows of wit. (Sorry for the mixed metaphor I created there.). Depressed and then agitated, I skipped to Broken House, a homey-style show. That home did not look as broken as mine. I moved on.
My final viewing was of a CTV movie at 8PM. I wish I could tell you the title; but I tuned in five minutes late. Even if I could tell you, you could not remember it. It punched all the current PC buttons--child labour, whitey exploiting the poor innocent Congolese tribes, and, wait for it, the cynical redneck business types that fuel the factional fighting. I wanted to renounce my race immediately. And we thought only CBC could bring us such complex, in-depth dramas!
My final attempt to bond with the TV lovers out there will be my marathon viewing of Will and Grace.
The Bud just won't open to this crap!
* With apologies to Neil Postman, author of Amusing Ourselves to Death
Q. Describe the different sailing routes of Vasco da Gama and Bartholomew Dias.
A. They followed the same path; except Dias took the scenic route. (Perhaps this one deserves a point for originality?)
Q. Explain the significance of Martin Luther KIng.
A. He was a Negro king of America who changed the religion laws from Protestant to Catholic.
Or for those of you with a culinary bent, here was a title for a recipe: The Best Sweat and Sore Chicken.
Or for those of you who have to handle calls from sick employees.
Wendy could not come to school yesterday, as she had loose vowels (sic). The doctor says its infectious hipotitis (sic). The kid returned the following day--after she had cleaned the house.
A couple of quotations from the site are instructive.
In short, academia has arrogated a position which it is not necessarily able or entitled to fill, and may in the process be disseminating misinformation and misleading the public.
...an alternate channel of communication must be maintained for the use of those who find themselves, despite high levels of knowledge and ability, on the wrong side of the academic establishment.
I concur. Political correctness and the need to apply for grants keep academics away from much controversial research. The fellow who sent this information to me found it interesting. You might want to check it out. I intend to -- once all the little duties that make life so tedious at times are done -- the things that interfere with my doing what I really want to do.
Warning: Do not raise a cybertot, The National Post, Aug. 9, 03
'Lasting Negative Effects'
A trio of studies to be presented today and Sunday at the American Psychological Association's conference in Toronto argues not only that there is little benefit to pre-school children who use computers, but that prolonged use of computers in place of old-fashioned play can lead to social withdrawal, attention problems, loss of creativity and even depression and anxiety.
"We introduce complex concepts long before they are ready to master them, deny their need for play, subject them to uniform curricula and assessment, and transform their world from one that is three-dimensional and experiential to one that is dominated by two-dimensional virtual reality. Then we label and drug the children who do not fit in," writes Sharna Olfman, a clinical psychologist and associate professor of psychology at Pittsburgh's Point Park College, and author of Pathogenic trends in early childhood education.
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. . . Yale researchers write"Decades of compelling research has documented that imaginative play is an essential building block for the academic challenges that lay in wait for the pre-school child.
Children learn to become flexible when they play," they write,. "If they do not have a toy airplane, a wooden clothespin can easily become one. Controlling impulsive behaviour and delaying gratification are still other benefits."
My Commentary:
There are some excellent recommendations for parents in the article -- if you can find it. Maybe it will be posted on The National Post site later.
Note that a child can have rewarding, imaginative play without expensive toys, just by using whatever is at hand and pretending. Isn't that nice to know when you, as a parent, are being bombarded with advertisements at this time of year--advertisements that induce guilt if you don't buy the latest educational item to help your child succeed? Don't buy it -- nor the message; get out and play with the child. Look at what nature has to offer in the way of wonders instead -- or play a game. Do anything together.
Additionally, if you pull the plug on your television and place it in the basement, your child will get out and play, be healthier and happier -- and so will you. The best parents--in the sense of raising well-rounded children who become superb students--have done this. (I have been watching for a long time what the best parents do.) Also, the children do NOT get sent to their bedrooms to do homework; they do it in front of a parent or the parent is at least in the room, keeping an eye out to make sure that the child spends time on task, not being distracted by listening to the radio or with eyes cocked to the TV. The most successful parents read to their pre-school children, then listen to the child reading in his first few years of school so as to note any problem areas; then the parent can get help immediately. It all becomes part of the time together as a family. The child knows the parent cares enough to do this--to forego some of his own free time--and the parent, having chosen to produce a child, has embraced this--and other--responsibilities for the good of the child.
LONDON - A new pop drink aimed at Muslims will soon be on Canadian shelves.
'A lot of people are buying it, not only Muslims but non-Muslims'. Qibla-Cola was launched in February to offer an alternative to Coke and Pepsi for Muslims. Anger over the treatment of Muslims in the aftermath of the Sept. 11 attacks has carried over to multinationals like soft drink companies.
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"A lot of people are buying it, not only Muslims but non-Muslims. If we sell 20 cases of Coca Cola per day, we would be selling at least five, six cases a day of Qibla-Cola."
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Ebrahim says Muslims can respond to the Sept. 11 backlash with their wallets. The message is already embedded in the marketing campaign: Liberate Your Taste.
. . . What we're saying is for consumers to liberate their consumer behaviour."
The cola's other marketing strategy is to give 10 per cent of profits to developing nations. The company says it also plans to support projects in countries where the soft drink is sold.
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"People don't actually drink the product anymore, they drink the marketing."
A Surrey, B.C. company, Bimex Marketing and Distributing, will be the first to sell Qibla-Cola in Canada this September.
Note where a percentage of the profits will go and remember it if you are tempted to buy the red can with the Arabic lettering. You could be contributing to the purchase of more Kalashnikovs to be wildly shot into the air to celebrate Israeli deaths -- or to a school that teaches hatred, instead of tolerance and peace.
LONDON - British scientists say they may have found a connection between Crohn's disease and a type of bacteria found in milk.
. . . . Mycobacterium avium paratuberculosis bacteria, or MAP.
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Researchers discovered 92 per cent of patients with Crohn's had MAP. . . .
"The discovery that the MAP bug is present in the vast majority of Crohn's sufferers means it is almost certainly causing the intestinal inflammation," concluded the study.
Researchers caution consumers not to stop drinking milk but rather that people with Crohn's and their close relatives start drinking UHT milk — the long-lasting milk that can sit at room temperature for years.
"UHT involves higher pasteurization temperatures, which probably destroys MAP," said the scientists.
