You don't spit into the wind, you don't tug on Superman's cape, you don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger, and you don't mess around with Cedar et al.
Was probably considered for the new city “hate” verboten manifesto.
A last minute entry in the politically correct gone nuts pandering demolition derby: the City of Hamilton, much of it’s media and some phony bleeding heart local luminaries.
As the millennials like to say OMG!
This is clearly now Sacha Baron Cohen (Borat, Bruno, This Is America) prime satire territory, only the dopey scared little rabbit pandering city pols are too daft to see it. Or maybe care.
In response to all the “hate” hoo-hoo dominating the MSM for the past two weeks, the social science rocket scientists, led by an alarmed Brad Clark, Ward Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, the word has gone forth with a verboten list of naughty behaviours on what citizens may not do if they get their mojo type thang goin' down at City Hall.
Now, this is an equal opportunity dose of comedy. Not just aimed at the Proud Boys or Yellow Vesters, but also the media’s preferred noise makers, the LGBTQers and the Antifa masked anti “hate” lobby who kindly did a search and destroy on Locke last year but did not seem to receive the same level of scrutiny and avarice from the local MSM as the other side regularly gets. You know, the “haters.”
So, yes, let’s throw the Canadian Charter Rights and Freedoms out the window and put a ridiculous, unenforceable not ready for prime time anything idiotic list of no–no’s out there for angry dirty white boys like me to put the boots to!
This list, defended by the comical Jason Farr, Ward 2, is really some hilarious shit.
But, big J says, it’s only a draft, you know, we seek input. Okay, then, here’s some: you are making Hamilton the laughingstock of Canada with your Orwellian opposition to free speech as well as your pandering to certain groups, so, cut it out and go back to regular ward heeling. This kind of Toronto Star identity politic is strictly Sodom and Gomorrah GTA crap, fellows.
I suspect you will find that out next election.
But for now, get ready for:
NO interfering with a picnic!
NO Timmy's coffee!
NO handing out tickets for God! (Elton John, Levon, 1971)
NO riots! (May not apply to Antifa, it's just a draft, after all)
NO erections! (I kid you not)
And my fave: NO crayons!
Really, the activities of the city pols is nearing non parody stages.
A local anarchist tells the cops to “get the fuck out” of a council meeting, “activists” do performance art (some would say an act of light hearted terror) on the mayor’s family home and he, apologises to them?, and the local daily’s editor learns us mooks every week about why the paper has to rise to the bait of the “hate.”
And people wonder why Doug Ford is the premier and Donald Trump is in the White House.
It's a parallel universe folks, and to engage in a double mixed metaphor, we obviously ain’t in Kansas anymore.
But, we are in a shitstorm.
It’s funny, but stinks too. V
Terry Ott is a Hamilton journalist He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org