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Fitna bust

I suspected this much would happen but perhaps not quite so quickly.

In the post below, I provided a link to ‘Live Leak’, the only internet video site that was willing to host the movie. Apparently, YouTube and Google were approached but their joint and several response was to hastily gather up their skirts and run away screaming like a pair of Victorian maiden aunts.

The owners of Live Leak are clearly made of stronger stuff but they can hardly be blamed for pulling the plug once their lives had been threatened. The film has been removed from their server. Their official statement says:

Following threats to our staff of a very serious nature, and some ill informed reports from certain corners of the British media that could directly lead to the harm of some of our staff, Liveleak.com has been left with no other choice but to remove Fitna from our servers.

[Emphasis mine].

I cannot say that I am entirely surprised by this development but what I do find discomforting is the reference to ‘certain corners of the British media’. Which ‘corners’ are they talking about? I think we ought to know. Does anybody have any details here?

Anyway, it seems that the film is now being spread virally on all manner of mirror sites so, if you are interested, you will still be able to find it, albeit that you may have to dig a little deeper.

Tonight’s feature presentation is…

Fitna. The film made by Dutch MP Geert Wilders.

Make of it what you will.

WARNING: May not be worksafe.

Discussion point XXII

Islam is winning.

Discussion point XXI

Should the possession and/or distribution of child pornography be a crime in a free society?

More than muttering

Down in the West Country, fires are being lit:

Imagine, if you can, a party rally, put on by one of its regional branches, and attended by several hundred decent, ordinary people. Imagine, then, being able to watch a dozen or so people called to the podium to speak fluently and with passion about what they truly think. Imagine also being able to mingle throughout with the leaders and elected representatives of that party. Imagine all this, and you have UKIP.

The excellent speeches from that rally can be viewed here.

I spoke to Sean Gabb the following day. He told me that he perceived a ‘great suppressed anger’ among the people he met.


Discussion point XX

History is the oppression of the weak by the strong.

Discussion point XIX

You are on death row awaiting execution. What would you order for your last meal?

La vie en moonbat

Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands together for Marion Cotillard, Oscar-winning actress and qualified electronic engineer:

Marion Cotillard, the Oscar-winning French actress, will not apologise over remarks she made describing the 9/11 attacks as a conspiracy and believes that the comments had been taken out of context and misunderstood…

Cotillard said that the towers were destroyed not as part of a terrorist plot, but because it would have been too expensive to rewire them. She also reheated an old conspiracy theory about the 1969 moon landing never having happened.

Of course, working in the entertainment industry does not disqualify Ms. Cottilard from having opinions, nor (heaven forbid) should she ever be restrained from expressing them. However, and equally, I am not disqualified from calling her an ignorant jackass. I hope she spends the rest of her career in French dinner-theatre emoting pointlessly before an audience of coughing, hawking, shouting, farting, senile old-age pensioners who are slupring down a mediocre bowl of bouillabaisse before shuffling home to die alone in a heatwave. How do you like them pommes, Ms. Cotillard?

Discussion point XVII

Is capital punishment an acceptable legal sanction?

Image is everything

Some people are their own worst enemies. Take, for example, the rather eccentric-looking chap in the photograph below. He appears to have rather clumsily allowed himself to be portrayed as a depraved menace when he is but a makeover away from becoming a card-carrying member of The Great and The Good.


A network of “suicide gurus” who use the internet to advise people how to kill themselves has been exposed…

One of the most notorious figures on the internet suicide scene is Nagasiva Yronwode, a self-confessed Satanist who runs a shop selling occult books and charms in the small Californian town of Forestville, north of San Francisco.

Yronwode, 46, describes himself as the “outreach director” for an extremist cult called the Church of Euthanasia, which advocates suicide as a means of saving the world from the effects of overpopulation.

Does this self-defeating fool not appreciate just how seductive his central message would be to the bien pensant? Indeed, they are treading water just waiting for someone like him (only a plausible, marketable version) to come along. All he needs to do is to make himself a bit more presentable. → Continue reading: Image is everything

Discussion point XV

Would laws to protect animals from cruelty and/or neglect be legitimate in a free society?

Lost weekend

A new bill in Mississippi would make it illegal for restaurants to serve obese customers.

The legislation, introduced by three members of the state’s House of Representatives, would allow health inspectors to revoke the licence of any restaurant that “repeatedly” feeds extremely overweight people.

SCENE: Int. Day. A diner somewhere in Mississippi. A customer enters and sits down. The waitress approaches.

WAITRESS: What do you need, honey?

CUSTOMER: Hi, I’d like a steak, please, with some french fries and a side order of cole…

WAITRESS: Whoa, whoa, whoa….back up, fatboy. Everything’s off.

CUSTOMER: Everything??!!

WAITRESS: I can bring you some water.

CUSTOMER: But I’m famished.

WAITRESS: I don’t make the rules, sweetie.

CUSTOMER: But that man over there is eating a club sandwich.

WAITRESS: That man over there has a 32-inch waist. See the sign? ‘No six-pack, no lunch pack’.

CUSTOMER: Isn’t there anything you can bring me?

WAITRESS: ‘Lose the guts. No ifs, no buts’.

CUSTOMER: But, look, I’m not fat, I’m just big-boned.

WAITRESS (calling out): Joe, bring me out the calipers.

CUSTOMER: Okay, okay. Listen, its my glands. I’ve got a glandular problem. Can I help it if my glands won’t work properly?

WAITRESS: You’re wasting my time here, honey. I’ve got plenty of slim, healthy customers to serve.

CUSTOMER: Oh please! I’m starving.

WAITRESS: Not starving enough, sweetie.

CUSTOMER: Can’t I just have some bacon and eggs? Please? Oh come on, pleeeeeeeease?

WAITRESS: Listen, I’d like to help you. Tell you what, come in again next week and if you’ve dropped maybe five, six pounds, I can serve you a cup of black coffee and maybe a slice of dry toast. How’d that be?