Is This Our Canada?

DALLAS, TX - APRIL 23:  A Dallas Stars ice girl cleans the ice in the second period during Game Four of the First Round of the 2014 NHL Stanley Cup Playoffs at American Airlines Center on April 23, 2014 in Dallas, Texas.
DALLAS, TX – APRIL 23: A disgusting hockey whore Dallas Stars slut slut slut ice girl wiggles her bum cleans the ice in the second period during Game Four of the First Round of the 2014 NHL Stanley Cup Playoffs at American Airlines Center on April 23, 2014 in Dallas, Texas.

~ ITEM: Ice Girls, FHRITP and Jets fans’ Katy Perry chants: We need to put a stop to casual sexism in sports

~ ITEMS: Via a Binks-minion– A moral panic is an intense feeling expressed in a population about an issue that appears to threaten the social order; and Moral panics are business development strategies

~ UPDATE– ITEM: 2014-15 DALLAS STARS ICE GIRLS; A veteran Dallas Stars Ice girl makes $735 per game and appearance fees range from $300 to $1500. And some former Ice Girls complain. Binks wasn’t aware that working for the NHL was mandatory…. ‘Cold’, she says? Ever been Alaska crab fishing? Standing security in a wintry parking lot? Linesman during a blizzard? Sheesh.. men often work cold “boo hoo to you!”; women gets cold, it’s a serious thing, dontcha know.

~ JOYLESS CRANKS tempt me to be joyless and cranky.

I’ll admit it– I’m a contrarian. When Mrs. Binks had a ‘Do Not Touch’ note on a recent birthday cake, part of my brain was egging me on “Touch The Cake!” And so, here goes.

Soviet Canuckistan!

In the inhuman and humourless Social Justice Warrior view of Canada, anybody who makes a swear (gasp!), says what they (objectionably) think (scream!), or like to look at women (swoon!), are stinking testosterone-poisoned man-pigs who will be taught better, or else. And we will mercilessly judge everyone, especially icky men.

Sadly, the politically correct really do believe they can forcibly redeem humanity without God, and with an ever-growing tower of rules. Mob, rage, dox, outrage! And what happens when the victims of SJWs people feel they are voiceless, bullied, silenced? They may shut up.. or keep it amongst friends.. or, tend to say stuff even more extreme than usual.. or (horrors) act like ordinary humans– imperfect, sinners, not polished racists or sexists or perfectionists like the speech-coders and finger-waggers.

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Puritans, y u no like?

After all, if there’s no more outrage to be had, no more triggering and tantrums and jazz-hands and minding other people’s business, and acting in a way even the 16th & 17th century English Puritans who worked so hard to shut down the theatres, (all entertainments, whatever and wherever people might enjoy something) would find extreme and bossy– why then, the whole grievance industry might shut down, and then where would we be?

Burn It All Down!

Social Justice Warriors and their media-minions– like the NatPost’s Scott Stinson— are never happy, and everything wouldn’t be enough. Without actual glaring and horrific human rights abuses in Canada, with no hordes of Canucki Nazis swarming Canadian Jews (sorry, that’s Muslims.. we can’t threaten their ‘cultural traditions’), or pyres lit for every self-identified grumpy minority.. well, we’ll just have to talk about nothing, right?

Are you also telling those Canadians who describe themselves as homosexual not to be sexist in said manner? And these ‘Ice Girls’– are they, in fact, victims of white slavery, or people employed making a fair wage in an sports entertainment venue? Self-objectifying, or canny? Part of a plot to eliminate the Zamboni? We’d better inform the chicks that they’re being oppressed, and quick.

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The FHRITP guys are boors, poor excuses for men, and classless, but then what? Pillory? Duct-taping? Social-media execution? Firing a jerk doesn’t actually help him or change anything, does it? Or was this just some quick and dirty revenge?

What price, Mr. Stinson? How many human freedoms of thought, speech, association, free market, and minding your own business would you be willing to crush and erase for your notion of ‘casual sexism must die’ to triumph? Does this include all objectification of hunky hockey players and male athletes? No more semi-naked calendars featuring either gender for anyone? Human nature must be erased and scolded, not redeemed and transformed?

Cadres Of Harpies

Let’s not pretend, Mr. Stinson: behind your gentle finger wagging lurks whole screeching regiments of Toronto’s unspeakable Mz. Chanty Binx, would-be matrons and malevolent interfering hags minding everybody’s business, a tasteful low-heeled shoe stomping on male faces forever. If you don’t know that, Mr. Stinson, you are– at best– a useful idiot.

She probably won’t fetch you a sammich, men. Nor be an Ice Wench.

Here’s The Thing

We long for perfection.. that’s part of our spiritual nature, and longing for infinity, God, and heaven. Political perfection (let’s call it ‘Utopia’ = no place) cannot and will never exist, except as a horrible illusion built on blood and bones and torture and show-trials and kangaroo courts and concentration camps.

The perfectibility of human nature is a Christian idea, taught by Jesus, and only made possible by revelation of God’s love and law, and the indwelling power of the Holy Spirit: God is love, so love like God does, by his life imparted through the Son, by the Holy Spirit. We partake of God’s own life, to be like him, in him: generous, merciful, true, moved by love.

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Counterfeits? Not so much. To try and make that perfection (your proper end, or destination, or completeness) is a gift of God, not of committees, yelling feminists, soft-pedalling journalists, speech-codes, rules, edicts, shaming, nagging, or minding everybody else’s business for them. That’s not any kind of love, except in a twisted, ugly, bossy, force-you-to kind of way. A bit rapey, in fact. Perfectionism is not perfection.

What Kind Of Love?

Now that we’re not at a wedding, re-read what St. Paul says in his first letter to the Corinthians, and to us:

If I shall speak with every human and Angelic language and have no love in me, I shall be clanging brass or a noise-making cymbal. And if I have prophecy, and I know all mysteries and all knowledge and if I have all faith so that I may remove mountains, and I have no love in me, I would be nothing. And if I should feed everything that I have to the poor, and if I hand over my body to be burned up and I have no love in me, I gain nothing.

Love is patient and sweet; love does not envy; love is not upset neither puffed up. Love does not commit what is shameful, neither does it seek its own; it is not provoked, neither does it entertain evil thoughts, Rejoices not in evil, but rejoices in the truth, Endures all things, believes all things, hopes all, bears all.

Love never fails; for prophecies shall cease, tongues shall be silenced and knowledge will be nothing; For we know partially and we prophesy partially, But when perfection shall come, then that which is partial shall be nothing. When I was a child, I was speaking as a child, I was led as a child, I was thinking as a child, but when I became a man, I ceased these childish things. Now we see as in a mirror, in an allegory, but then face-to-face. Now I know partially, but then I shall know as I am known. For there are these three things that endure: Faith, Hope and Love, but the greatest of these is Love.

The choice about what kind of Canada is rising on the ruins of Emperor Pierre’s Trudeaupia is getting clearer and clearer.. a veritable Soviet Canuckistan teeming with busy-bodies.

Saith Teh Binks

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