Wednesday, June 30, 2010
I do not care about Islam, by Anne Humphreys
Me, Islam, I don't care ...
I brace of hadith, sura and other coraneries.
I do not care whether Muslims are not really Islamic, but some Islamic frequentable moderate Islamists, the immoderate frankly Semites, more or less devout Muslim, etc., etc..
What is at stake today is simple, much simpler: Quebec was colonized by people from diverse backgrounds, there is a destruction of our civilization, and by other cultures that are alien, contrary to our customs our worldviews and man, our values, our habits, our history ...
What nation would accept it without flinching? So the message is simple: these alien cultures, we do not want! We do not want their religion they do not want their values, we do not want their habits, we do not want their world view. We do not want Quebec to become a third world country. We do not want these imported values settled in Quebec and is changing our lives and our future. We do not want the Chinese mafia who cut the recalcitrant chopper ...
We do not want Africans polygamous circumcise their daughters, secu pump and social support, benefit from the system without bringing anything, We do not want mackerel Romanian, Albanian and African place on the sidewalk and little girls break their legs at once with an iron bar if they move an eyelash ...
We do not want the true-false beggars or I do not know what that shit do everyone blithely benefit system and whine in the skirts of those fucking associations ... We do not want guys who under the pretext that they are of North African origin break, pillage, rape, burn, traffic dust, cars, weapons ... when they do not engage in terrorist groups and start training in Pakistan or elsewhere ...
They leave Quebec if they do not like: we do not accept. We're sick of seeing white, always white, killed for a cigarette refused, a wing crumpled, a neighbor dispute ... We're sick to see Palestinian flags at demonstrations or other in Montreal, and hear the protesters shouting anti-Semitic slogans and supporting the worst terrorist thugs in the Middle East.
We do not want mosques, imams paid by Algeria, Morocco, Saudi Arabia, who spend their time organizing the sectarianism fund terrorist groups, planning the destruction of our civilization, use overtly racist, antisemitic, anti-white, anti-Western, and play the "nice" properties incorporated.
We do not want pseudo "undocumented" crap coming into our churches and do not know that charging the rights that they do not pretend to do a hunger strike and get anything and what ... We do not want girls veiled at all street corners, schools, swimming pool, in the subway. We do not want school lunches that ban the pork not to disturb the poor Muslim students. We do not want kids who cry out to rewrite history courses in college because it does not please them we talking about the Holocaust ...
We're sick of the lies permanent mark on history, the church, slavery, colonization ... which serve only to demand ever more: more rights, more loot, more aid. We're sick of paying taxes for what became the Quebec ... We're sick to repentance to all the time for everything and its opposite. We do not want neighborhoods that are falling apart and the third mondise pace with the arrival of foreigners.
We do not want the anti-white racism, harassment, extortion, suspicious of markets on the pavement, laws not enforced, the ban on criticizing Islam, the associations' anti-racist. " We still have the right, right? So Islam is a religion may be super, cool, "world", new age and hip, but that's the truth: We don't want it! We do not want Islam and Arab-Muslim culture!
We do not want the Third Globalization Quebec! In terms of culture, civilization, values, religion, we already have the store, you see, and you do not want to change. Clear?
You got it man when you need a drawing? Anne Humphreys
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The well-being, by Tania Tokarski
The well-being. This translates into several factors. Ensuite, on atteint le second palier qui est… It must meet the physical, such as, eating, sleeping, drinking, shit (haha, I took this joke to you, professor.) Then we reached the second level which is ...
Oh, damn! I will speak again of love. That's why I started with the well-being. Mutual love = happiness, is not it? But me, I'm happy. You make the link?
His name is Francis.
He is interested in politics, history. He lectures to children. He always has something interesting to say. He has strong views and has not stopped the language in his pocket, which earned him many problems that persist today. I try to advise as best I can. It helps me feel more useful. He is a man whose problems stem in part from his mouth too much, but perhaps especially his lack of interest in his personal appearance. The advice that I lavished on him will increase its social image, I'm sure. The first impression is often important when doing interviews or being acquainted with a stranger. That's what I managed to make him understand. In turn, he teaches me to be less sensitive. It also support me in difficult times. When I was in love problems, he advised me with kindness. He did not give the kind of negative sentences whose goal was to make me lose interest in the person that I coveted to see only my interlocutor. He was not trying to make me really love. He wanted above all my well-being, and advised me to this goal.
I love him. I have great hope in him. We are both keen to make our society better, through the intervention, of course. Not only our career is something we have in common, but we also want to have children one day.
I love you, Francis.
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Love, by Tania Tokarski
Well, this week, I still want to let off steam, so, let's go, since it makes me feel good. The subject this time is love.
Love. * Sigh * It's so beautiful. It is made into songs, in fact poems (which is just the same as in the songs, there's poetry. D'uh!) We make a lot of other things, books, soap operas, we found in adventure movies. Besides, I do not know if it's Leonardo da Vinci himself, who said "A life without love is no life." Ouch! If we are not loved, hello suicide. That said, I know friends who lack love to cause havoc in their lives. I will elaborate in the next paragraph.
My life has not been easy, but as I discovered, you can say the same for the life of most people. My main problem with me was my integration in the school. In kindergarten, I was a child friendly, but shy. I liked being with other children, but I had probably not the right technique to approach them. This has continued throughout my high school, with its complications. A person who in misery to make friends will be alone, alone it is more vulnerable. And teens attack vulnerable children. All my high school I was ridiculed. I was afraid to go to school, I threw food, and when I defended myself and was angry, it made things worse, I looked ridiculous to carry me in any stuttering against several teenagers agile lips. Result: I fell back on myself. I was afraid to say my word. I was afraid to be noticed. In life, I came to believe that I would never have friends, probably being socially incompetent in a world that does not want me. That thought changed when I known love. Someone noticed me. A friend first, made in secondary 2. She loved video games, too. Then, a boy who liked me a lot and I liked that too, secretly, over time. Love, its acquisition and research have always thrilled me something. And that's what keeps me busy. But it has not been the same for everyone.
My other friend, whom I will not name the name here, has had a life, perhaps even harder than mine. Unwanted child, he sought love and approval of his father. In vain. This caused havoc with his approach to love. The love he sought and which caused him much trouble by his absence has made him a being who has learned to live without. They say we can not give what we have not received. Well, despite his efforts, his girlfriend could not receive what she was willing to give.
She had heard that the evils of the heart could be healed only by the intervention of another. For the love be a give and receive. Knowing that love had made a great fool for his opinion, this girl tried to give and to receive his friend. But in vain. However, she remained confident managing to open a small window to another (or herself) tries again to heal this young man, one day, when he would be ready. Hopefully he will accept to trust this person and she does not destroy.
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The government proposes to add 30 deputies
The Conservative government of Stephen Harper tabled a bill Thursday that would add 30 seats in the House of Commons.
The project goal is to ensure a more equitable representation of provinces that experienced in recent years, high population growth, said Steven Fletcher, Minister for Democratic Reform.
Ontario would receive around 18 new MPs, while British Columbia and Alberta have 7, 5.
As for the other provinces, they retain the seats they currently hold. Quebec is, therefore, assured of keeping its 75 MPs.
"The bill also guarantees Quebec and all other provinces the current number of seats they hold, even if their population does not justify it," said Steven Blaney Thursday, Conservative MP for Lévis-Bellechasse.
Still, if this bill is adopted, the total number of seats will increase from 308 to 338. The relative weight of the provinces where the number of seats has not increased thereby lessen Mechanically with 75 seats out of 338, the political voice of Quebec will be lower than 75 seats out of 308.
The only way to regain the province of political clout in the House of Commons would be the demographic with a higher birth rates or immigration, as was suggested by Steven Blaney.
The Bloc Québécois has denounced the new government's attempt to change the composition of the House of Commons. This is, he said, a political ploy. The Bloc DeBellefeuille Claude spoke of the reform as a partisan maneuver to the detriment of the Quebec nation.
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