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Because you and many of your compatriots in the corporate media sure ain’t doin’ it.

Blathering Blatchford strikes again! Read her miserable column if you can stand the pain.   The title just says it all:

‘G17’ defendants mostly white kids with good teeth

Boris at The Galloping Beaver already went through the pain of picking the article apart for us so we wouldn’t have to.

Well, I have do have one thing, to add, clucking Christie:  Meet Mr. John Pruyn: He may be middle class and he may well have good teeth, but young, he ain’t.  And, as you can see, he is missing a leg. Why don’t you ask your local super heroes in blue what they did to this poor man’s artificial leg, Christie?

And Christie, before you continue slamming bloggers and citizen journalists, it is thanks to bloggers and citizen journalists that John Pruyn’s horror story of police brutality and abuse of powers at its’ absolute worst is coming out.  Where are you and your corporate media compatriots on this file?

And, yes, in spite of it all, we kind of owe the clucking chickenhawk a thanks and I don’t think she even realizes why. Mike Brock of The Western Standard caught her little slip though:

The Globe and Mail has learned, independent of what was said in court yesterday, that Toronto police had an undercover officer who infiltrated the group and who, with a judge’s authority, recorded a critical planning meeting on June 25.

Further evidence of  those dastardly ‘Black Bloc’ being agents provocateurs and / or police corruption gone haywire, perhaps? Maybe we owe the thanks to Mike Brock for catching Blathering Blatchford’s little blunder.

Oh and Christie,  enlist to go to Afghanistan since you’re so gung ho as I’ve mentioned before. Have you done it, yet? If not, what are you waiting for?

Oh brother! Here we go again! Once again that useless old shrew hacks again.  This time, it’s about her little friend Rahim Jaffer. Apparently she writes that we’re simply pissed off with him getting away  with nothing more than a slap on the wrists simply because he’s a ReformaTory: that backroom deals like this go on everyday.  Yes, they do, dear, but even with all the charges Jaffer had originally, there still would have been manditory jail time. And he would more than likely have had some jail time had he not been a politician or a member of the  rich and infamous. No, it’s not just because he’s a reformaTory.  I was just as pissed off every time I heard about Anne-Marie Peladeau getting away quite lightly with such charges like drunk driving and resisting arrest simply because her last name is Peladeau. Same way I get pissed off at celebrities who are acquitted by star-struck juries who’s love for all things shiny outweighs the actual evidence in front of them.

A new image composite for Clucking Chickenhawk Christie will have to wait til when I have more time and my computer works a bit better. In the meantime, because, what’s old can be new again, feast your eyes on this oldie!  This is a timeless classic after all.

Ya may wanna try that one again, Blathering Blatchford?

Oh Ricky P and for that matter, the powers that be at CJAD and/or even higher up at Astral Talk Radio, you’re already on shaky ground when it comes to anything decent; when are you going to get rid of that clucking chickenhawk?  C’mon Ricky P, you often speak of us being too lenient on drunk drivers…you always talk that neo-con ‘tough on crime’ game on your show. Will this drivel she wrote finally convince you to cut her loose? After all, she just spoke in favor of leniency for drunk drivers when they’re members of her favourite political party.

Oh shit! I just forgot, Ricky P is one of those star struck folkies who actually thought that Michael Jackson was completely innocent of inappropriate acts with children.  Oh never mind, As you were, Ricky!  Apparently, in Ricky P’s tough on crime talk only applies to mere mortals like myself; likely not applicable to rich,infamous and probably Reformatory.

For that matter, Grope and Fail, wanna know why I call you that? It’s because of that clucking chicken hawk and other fools. The only service she provides is that she makes Norman Spector look slightly talented. I’m sure you can find a place for her…say the obituaries?

Well, my only advice  (and this time, I won’t even swear! We will be using a new euphamism for shit, courtesy of Lindsay Stewart of over at CC HQ) left to CJAD and Grope and Fail is, Careful don’t step in the ‘blatch’ now!

I did muse over at CC HQ’s comment board, that I would perhaps create a photoshop image of  Blathering Blatchford blubbering and a weeping on her typewriter, but, I’m too tired right now, and my computer just isn’t cooperating with me as usual right now. It will have to keep for another time. In the meantime, because what’s old can sometimes be new again, and since this is a timeless classic in my opinion, enjoy this older creation for the time being.