Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Monday was not PEI's finest hour

Monday evening, while the rest of the country was busy turfing a Party steeped in arrogance, corruption, and decay, PEI was busy giving this same Party a ringing endorsement, opting for "more of the same".

The Liberals accuse the Conservatives of having an extreme right, hidden agenda. Although Stephen Harper's Tories have no such agenda, what would it look like, if it did exist? It would restore the primacy of the two-parent, mom-and-dad family and restore a child's right to be born -- both undoubtedly good for children, and once the hallmark of Canadian values, including those of Prince Edward Island.

Had the Liberals won, the Party that claims no hidden agendas would have fought as hard for the full equality of prostitution as they had for the obliteration of a definition of marriage rooted in human biology and the natural right of a child to a mother and a dad.

Liberal values are socially corrosive. They should have a poison symbol on the label. And these are the values that Islanders voted for.

Monday was not PEI's finest hour.

[this was published in the Charlottetown Guardian Letters to the Editor section]

3 comments:

frappeur said...

Well put!!

frappeur said...

It was not Toronto's finest hour either.


THIS IS A JOKE!! (I think)

Toronto coach Pat Quinn sends scouts out around the world looking for a
new centre to hopefully help win the Stanley Cup for Toronto.

One of his scouts informs him of a young Iraqi centre who he thinks
will turn out to be a true superstar. So, Pat flies to Iraq to watch him
play and is suitably impressed and arranges for him to come over to the
NHL.

Two weeks later, Toronto is down 4-0 at home against Montreal with only 8
minutes left. Pat gives the young Iraqi centre the nod to go on, and he
puts him on in place of Sundin.

The lad is a sensation, scores 5 goals in 8 minutes and wins the game for
Toronto. The fans are delighted, the players and coaches are delighted and
the media love the new star.

When he comes off the ice, he phones his Mum to tell her about his
first day in the NHL. "Hi Mum, guess what?" he says. "I played for 8
minutes today, we were down 4-0 but I scored 5 goals and we won.

Everybody loves me; the fans, the players and the media, they all love
me".

"Great," says his Mum, "let me tell you about my day. Your father got shot
in the street, your sister and I were robbed and beaten and your brother
has joined a gang of looters, while you were having a great time".

The young lad is very upset. "What can I say, Mum, I'm so sorry".

Sorry!" says his Mum, "It's your damned fault that we moved to Toronto in
the first place!"

Shmoo said...

Right on!!!

"... nothing intellectually compelling or challenging.. bald assertions coupled to superstition... woefully pathetic"