A Vulcan Proverb

Would that he did not.




Did everyone forget that he loves China?:

Liberal Leader Justin Trudeau faced a barrage of criticism during the French-language federal leaders’ debate Thursday evening regarding Canada’s relationship with China and the ongoing detention of two Canadians there.

If a group like this needs to warn voters who sides with the Chinese communist party and who doesn't, this country doesn't need to worry about the Americans' quashing our sovereignty but someone else:

To that end, Sung’s group, Canadian Friends of Hong Kong, launched an online guide for voters Thursday, to help them identify candidates who may be too closely allied with Beijing and raise the topic’s profile with the public and politicians.

The website offers a primer on how China has allegedly tried to influence Canadian society, from its use of the party’s United Front Work Department to the Beijing-run Confucius Institutes located in Canadian colleges and school boards.

And it provides an array of questions to ask candidates. Those include whether they favour keeping the Chinese company Huawei out of 5G telecommunications networks, and their position on forcing international students from “non-democratic” countries to undergo crash courses on Canadian values.

“We thought people might think Canada-China relations are too remote: ‘We worry about health care, we worry about affordable day care,’ ” said Sung. “But they fail to see the infiltration of the CCP in Canada is not Canada-China relations, it affects very much all of our daily lives here in Canada. Because they have already become a part of us.”

How to toady the corporate way:

As protests roil Hong Kong, companies wary of upsetting the major Chinese market and its patriotic, high-end customers are distancing themselves from pro-Hong Kong opinions. On top of internal efforts to quell dissent in the semi-autonomous region, brands are quickly noticing that China will target those that show support for protesters. On the weekend, after a tweet from Houston Rockets GM Daryl Morey, the NBA initially launched into an embarrassing defence of China ahead of its own executive, who had backed those taking to Hong Kong’s streets. But the Rockets and the NBA are not alone.

We don't air-lift enough people to communist hell-holes and this annoys me:

Platforms such as Tumblr and Twitter have amplified the problem by becoming breeding grounds where misinformation and socialist propaganda flourish. Far from keeping to their own dark corners of the internet, the young Marxists also have learned how to weaponize their collective power to bully and harass users who dare disagree.

Here’s what happened. On Oct. 1, the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People’s Republic of China, that is, the day communist rule was formalized over the planet’s most populous country, I sent out this tweet ...

The tweet, as you can see, depicts the cruelty that communists visit upon the societies they take over. 

It has always been thus, from the cold-blooded murder of the Russian tsar’s young children, the massacre of kulaks in Russia, the man-made Holomodor famine in Ukraine, Mao’s disastrous Great Leap Forward collectivization, the paredon firing squads of Cuba, the Killing Fields of Cambodia, the Vietnamese boatpeople, Hungary in 1956, Prague in 1966, Tiananmen Square in 1989, and so on.

At first, I got supportive retweets. Some were from friends who have suffered personally from Marxism and lived to tell about it. One was from Rose Tang, a brave journalist who survived Tiananmen Square and whom I met in Hong Kong in the ’90s. Others were Cuban Americans and Russian Americans. They cover the political gamut. Rose can’t stand President Donald Trump, others like him.

Then something began happening that initially left me puzzled and bemused – then a little bit sad when I realized what it meant about some members of our present generation of youth.

Thousands – no exaggeration, thousands – of retweets and mentions began to pour in from young socialists and communists celebrating the murdering of landlords, bemoaning that a good bullet was wasted when rocks abounded, and even some telling me I was next.