PDB stirred up a bit of a flurry over at View from the porch in her post about the school shooting in Montreal titled I ain’t goin’ out like that. The comment was;
“Anon: Keep in mind, this is Canada we’re talking about here. Even if this dude burst into Ecole Polytechnique’s 1911 Gunsmithing 101 class and all the students were holding fully functional sidearms, he still would have taken them all out.
Canadians are soft, docile, toothless creatures indoctrinated from birth that violence never solves anything, and that the best thing to do when the Morlocks come for you is to relax, offer no resistance and let them have their way with you in the hopes that they’ll let you live to see a grief councillor.
To put it mildly, frak that.
Disregarding the two firearms I have in arms length to me at the moment, I can identify at least ten items on and around my desk that I could use to kill an attacker. Hell, I’d rather be armed with a pointy stick and a furious rage than a death ray and a rabbit’s timidity.
Guns, knives, mace, saps, etc., are all tools. Your weapon is holstered ‘twixt your ears.“
He explains his dislike, nay hatred, of our country in his post entitled tempest in a Tim Hortons cup (and in an older entry Patriotism by contrast).
So tell me why you love or hate this country. I’m dying to know, in a soft, docile, toothless sort of way natch.
