The NY Times Never Lets The Facts Get In the Way of a Good Blood Libel | NewsReal Blog

The NY Times Never Lets The Facts Get In the Way of a Good Blood Libel | NewsReal Blog

 I believe that in order to have an intelligent opinion, especially if that opinion is going to be blogged for the public to read, one should form that opinion by taking both sides of the argument regarding the issue at hand. But after what the New York Times has done in the past, and now has failed to repair in the present, I feel that it is time, not to take their opinion to bear, but to boycott that leftist rag. It should not be referred to as a newspaper; it doesn`t give the news, it makes it up and gives its opinions. Now that Judge Goldstone has recanted his earlier statement where he claimed Israel was guilty of killing innocent civilians in Gaza, you would think that the Times would allow his recanting of same, but they have refused this.  It doesn`t get any more anti-Zionist and hence, anti-Semitic than that. Obama must be holding up the cue cards and Hillary is doing the neat penmanship on them, as the American public is seeing for the first time in modern days, our country at its most shameful time.  We have turned our backs on our friends and befriended our enemies. We call the Constitution "silly" and say that it`s outdated and needs to be changed. We want to get rid of freedom of speech by limiting what we say, calling what we don`t like "hate speech" and putting people in jail for burning a book while doing nothing to condemn the barbarians who are "rightfully indignant" over its burning and therefore justified in killing people. beheading them, because someone in the west made them angry. We have become a nation of fools, of appeasers, of cowards who would stifle free speech on ourselves but allow those who would see our freedoms destroyed, to say whatever they wish, and to do whatever they will because they do it in the name of "God." But is it god, or is it the devil? Does their book, a poorly written, repetitious novel, command more respect than a human being? The west is losing a war with islam and it does not need to lose.

homeless woman: this photo is blogged

homeless woman: this photo is blogged, a photo by Rob Hoey on Flickr.

One of the last visits I made to Coney Island was on the day I took this photo. I knew I was coming to Canada in just a few weeks and I didn't want to miss this wild and wacky place. Coney Island, get it while it's hot. See the boardwalk, ride the Ferris Wheel and get ripped off for half your life savings just to go around at an incredibly slow speed just once; eat the cotton candy, ride the Cyclone--the scariest roller coaster known to mankind--not because of the speed nor the height, but because it is likely to literally fall apart while you're on it.

This woman in the photo was standing near the subway exit when Thasneem and I arrived and she was working the tourists for spare change. She seemed to be scoring quite well and her next stop would be on the boardwalk where there would be literally thousands of opportunities to collect for her next purchase of whatever it was she bought to "keep on keepin' on."

I miss the Isle of Coney, named by the Dutch for the fact that it had zillions of rabbits here in days gone by. I was told that coney is close to the word "rabbit" in Dutch, but my Dutch son-in-law's mother said no, that it isn't close. So maybe I need to Bing it and see for myself--aha--I just did and the word for rabbit in Dutch is "konijn." Well, I can see a similarity and perhaps the story is true that Coney Island is really Konijn Eiland. I really love the Bing Translator.

But in any case, Ottawa may not compare with Coney Island in terms of hotdogs and fries, but it has great people, good restaurants, and even a few homeless souls (or more) on George Street and around town.

I just wish I new where to go to get a decent knish.

Shanaba fine art texture

Shanaba fine art texture, a photo by Rob Hoey on Flickr.

So, I`m home, Shabana is at her house with Frankie and Thasneem. I`m all alone just waiting for a life, a new life, to enter the world. She wants so much to have the baby at home but the labour is late in coming and she was given meds to bring it on sooner, so this may mean she needs to go to the hospital. It`s exciting--I`m going to be a grandpa. My prediction is "girl" but a boy would also be acceptable--we will keep it either way.

Ottawa 67s Goalie--this photo is blogged as "Canadian Nightmare"

Ottawa 67s Goalie--this photo is blogged as "Canadian Nightmare", a photo by Rob Hoey on Flickr.

Ah, the season is over for the Ottawa Senators, the lights are slowly fading, and the team can look back on this year and proudly say to themselves: "We couldn't suck enough." They came in last place but finished with a flourish that could only be described as a sports-tease--giving us hope that perhaps next year, they will suck enough. There were enough injuries on the team to give one pause and ponder the question as to whether or not they should have taken up curling instead of hockey. Let's face it, there's a lot less hitting and far fewer injuries in curling than one faces in the NHL. (For the Sens, NHL stands for "Need Help Ladies?").  The Sens suck so much that I used an Ottawa 67s photo because they're in first place this year.

But who am I to talk? I have no hockey skills. I have so little time in Canada that maybe I should keep my stupid keyboard shut and pretend that coming in dead last is no big deal. Heck, someone has to be last so that being first is just that much sweeter, and being the penultimate team doesn't quite suck as much.
The only good thing that came out of Canadian hockey for me was my learning the National Anthem, which, by the way, I plan to parody.

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Sens

Sens a photo by Rob Hoey on Flickr.

Ah, the season is over for the Ottawa Senators, the lights are slowly fading, and the team can look back on this year and proudly say to themselves: "We couldn't suck enough." They came in last place but finished with a flourish that could only be described as a sports-tease--giving us hope that perhaps next year, they will suck enough. There were enough injuries on the team to give one pause and ponder the question as to whether or not they should have taken up curling instead of hockey. Let's face it, there's a lot less hitting and far fewer injuries in curling than one faces in the NHL. (For the Sens, NHL stands for "Need Help Ladies?").

But who am I to talk? I have no hockey skills. I have so little time in Canada that maybe I should keep my stupid keyboard shut and pretend that coming in dead last is no big deal. Heck, someone has to be last so that being first is just that much sweeter, and being the penultimate team doesn't quite suck as much.

The only good thing that came out of Canadian hockey for me was my learning the National Anthem, which, by the way, I plan to parody.

snow joke

snow joke a photo by Rob Hoey on Flickr.

I don't usually post two blogs in one day but it's snowing, and hey, what else is there to do except watch Anderson Cooper tell people to stay safe while he gets punched in the face by angry mobs? So it's the first day of spring, the vernal equinox, when people from all walks of life balance eggs on their ends at a certain time of day when things get weird. The Vernal Equinox marks the day in the Northern Hemisphere when night and day are nearly the same length and the sun crosses over the celestial equator, moving northward. At exactly 7:21 pm last night, an egg would have stood on its end due to the equivalence of the gravitational pull with the moon and the earth, and so on. But here in the great white north of Canada, we can stand eggs on their ends almost through May because the freaking snow will hold it up. Yes, the snow came down today in an army of snowmen and snow women and I think the groundhog is just mankind's way of saying he doesn't know what the hell he's talking about and an animal with a brain the size of a garbanzo bean knows better. No wonder Canada rules with hockey, ice carving, and snow people making. We get so much practice.

say what you really mean

say what you really mean a photo by Rob Hoey on Flickr.

Well, Obama finally made a decision and he is standing behind it. We've gone into Libya and we're on a mission to, um, er, to maybe get rid of Gaddaffi (or however we're supposed to spell his name today), or maybe the mission is to just get him to stop killing civilians and return to power, or maybe not. I don't know what the mission is, but if it's an American mission, you know it's gotta be good for the world, and it's gotta be totally politically correct. We will complete this mission in Libya and then when we do we will, um, er, you know, do what Obama has in store for us. Maybe he'll send Jeremiah Wright to tell the good Libyans what wonderful people Americans are, or maybe he wont. Maybe he will send along Bill Ayers to teach the Libyans how to most effectively govern, and rather than Libya becoming a theocracy, it can learn to become a communist state. Or maybe not. Nobody knows what's in store for Libya because there doesn't seem to be an endgame in mind. Perhaps if the president used his, we'd know where we are going with this. But even though it isn't clear what Obama has in store for Libya, the one thing we do know is that he has finally grown a nutsack.