How many newcomers to Canada have anything to do with what the country’s federal government calls rights of First Nations, Inuit and Métis Peoples?
The answer: not one.
Which, quite obviously, is the reason why The Honourable Marco E. L. Mendicino, P.C., M.P., Minister of Immigration, Refugees and Citizenship, announced that Canada’s Oath of Citizenship will change forthwith.
If the NDP continues supporting the Liberal government, a Bill to amend the Citizenship Actwill pass basically uncontested.
According to words put into the minister’s mouth by some politically correct officials, the newest idea is to insert a few words into the Oath of Citizenship about the rights of Indigenous Peoples.
It happened elsewhere, too
Following the example of South Africa, Canada has put together something it calls the Truth and Reconciliation Commission. That unusual group has produced something now known as Calls to Action. One of those, known as Call to Action number 94, fits the bill, according to the politically correct crowd.
Of course, who cares what havoc the Truth and Reconciliation Commission wrought on South Africa.
Everybody and their dog speak of political correctness, yet, not many (not even the politicians and their hacks) are able to provide an all-encompassing definition of it.
Whatever suits them becomes the definition of the day (in today’s world commanded by speed and speed alone, of the second).
And yet, there exists a brilliant description that meets all of the possible requirements needed to make it a definition.
Here it is: political correctness is a doctrine, recently fostered by a delusional, illogical minority and promoted by a sick mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a piece of shit by the clean end!....
According to alleged eyewitnesses, this one is 75 years old, written by then-president of the United States, Harry S. Truman.
There were supposedly four telegrams exchanged between General Douglas MacArthur and Truman, his commander-in-chief, on the day before the actual signing of the WWII Surrender Agreement in Japan, September 1, 1945.
Now, in reality, there were not, but the texts (they have been circulating on the world-wide web since at least a decade and a half ago) are funny.
The next few paragraphs include the messages as they have been circulating....
To hell with modern medicine men (and women) September 20.
“Hello,” says a pleasant voice on the telephone, “this is (names are left out because of basic courtesy and, also, because what happens next has been happening way too often recently, all over the place).
“Hello,” the pleasant voice over the telephone says, “this is So-and-so from Dr. Such-and-such’s office. The Doctor has received the results of your tests today. He would like to arrange a telephone appointment with you to go over them with you.”
“Thanks,” thus the patient, “but I would prefer a face-to-face meeting. I have major issues with tele-medicine, such as, I don’t believe in it.”
The voice on the other side sighs: “I am going to tell him and will try to have you squeezed into his schedule somehow.”
A professional reply on her part. One must make do with getting crumbs these days.
Of course, the idea defies logic: the medical attendant would spend about the same time on the phone, talking to the patient, as he would, talking to him in his office.
But that is not the issue.
The issue is that not everything that is new signifies progress. If improvement is what most of us understand the word ‘progress’ to mean.
These days, when a physician enters the cubicle where you had been sitting, waiting for her or him, s/he barely looks at you, perhaps just to say Hi, if at all.
The real situation looks like this: the physician logs in into the computer, and you get to see magnificent display of typing, using all ten fingers. Your medical attendant may even throw a question at you, from time to time, but what s/he is concerned with most are the data on the screen. Results of tests, some less reliable than others, some less necessary than others.
True, a physician looking at a computer screen usually does no harm to the patient, one of the most important pre-conditions of the Hippocratic Oath (first, do no harm), but treating people based on all kinds of tests just does not cut it.
Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle (himself a Doctor, by the way) based his Sherlock Holmes’s ways of detecting crimes on a physician’s methods of investigation. He would observe an internal medicine specialist’s ways, admire them, and then use them: both in his practice, and in his writing.
This is not a rhetorical question: how many of today’s patients have experienced that their Doctor would use what is known as the classical tetrad? This is a system of four steps any physician should follow when opening an investigation of a patient’s symptoms, even if s/he sees the patient the tenth time in a month. Here it is, and classic medicine prescribes it must be always followed in this order: inspection, palpation, percussion, auscultation. Meaning: look, touch, drum (a specialized trick, drumming using fingers on the physician’s hand positioned in the area of suspected illness: it’s the echo the physician is after), and only then comes the stethoscope...
The capitalists will happily sell the proletarians the rope with which the proletarians intend to hang them, provided the capitalists get a good price for it.
Thus the founder of the Soviet Union, Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov-Lenin.
He knew whereof he spoke: at the time Ulyanov-Lenin uttered these words, he had made a deal with American businessman (and, originally, physician) Armand Hammer. Lenin persuaded Hammer to abandon his planned Russian medical practice and go into a business venture there, instead. It started with making pencils (which the illiterate muzhiki – мужики – Russian for peasants – must have appreciated beyond belief).
The venture would end soon after Ulyanov-Lenin’s death in 1924, but: Hammer did return to the United States in 1930, his suitcases filled with paintings and jewellery pieces. These objets d’art used to belong to the Romanov imperial family. The Soviets needed cash, the Romanovs were all dead, anyway, shot by the Soviet Red Guards in Yekaterinburg on Ulyanov-Lenin’s personal orders, and Hammer was perfectly willing to pay cash.
The relationship would keep developing till Hammer’s death in 1990.
by Peter Adler
by Peter Adler
Giving racist advantage to one group over all others seems to have become the rule of the day. On the other hand, saying we’re all equal has become a crime. Many prominent politically correct people, both in the media and in the academic circles, are being hounded if they pronounce one syllable wrong.
No need to feel sorry for them: they have been the ones who had instituted political correctness in the first place, denying their rights to everybody else, including the right of expression. So, what goes around, comes around.
But still: what the heck is happening? How did we manage to get to a situation where a bunch of arrogant, ignorant, illiterate hooligans have become the sole dictators, deciding what’s going to be going on in the public square?
Interestingly, most people aren’t aware that Manning Rudolph Johnson did predict most of what we witness now when he published his explosive book in 1958, named Color, Communism, And Common Sense.
In fact, one wonders how many of today’s so-called intelligentsia have ever heard his name. Asking whether they had read his book would be superfluous.
Manning Rudolph Johnson was black. He used to think that communism would help overcome the many racial inequities his people used to suffer in his country.
As he rose through the U.S. Communist Party ranks, Manning Rudolph Johnson found out that no, the communists’ goal was not to help racial minorities. Their goal was to fan up mutual racial and ethnic hatreds to such a degree that the flame would lead to annihilation of the republican system of government in the U.S., bringing communism in in its stead.
It will be 64 years this November since then-Soviet chief communist Nikita Sergeievich Khrushchev told the Americans that the communists will bury them.
This statement made instant headlines, and (as happens so often with modern media) most of what Khrushchev would say later would get lost. Not in translation (Khrushchev’s personal interpreter Viktor Sukhodrev knew his job to a t). It just wasn’t as catchy as the headline-grabbing burial statement.
But, it turns out, Khrushchev wasn’t as naïve as many thought he was.
Here’s what he had to say on that rainy November day in 1959: “Your children’s children will live under communism. You Americans are so gullible. No, you won’t accept communism outright; but we will keep feeding you small doses of socialism until you will finally wake up and find you already have communism. We will not have to fight you; we will so weaken your economy, until you will fall like overripe fruit into our hands.
“The democracy will cease to exist,” Khrushchev finished, “when you take away from those who are willing to work and give to those who would not.”
To sum it all up: whose lives matter now?