HOW DARE YOU FUN ME?
The moment you hear the word "Tribunal," you'd best saddle up the pony and head out of town fast.
Worse, if you hear the phrase, "Human Rights Tribunal."
Worst, "B.C. Human Rights Tribunal."
Get out the iron masks.
We are told that we live in a society that manages itself according to some agreed-upon laws.
Systems are in place. Hm...
But, what kind of feudal throw-back are tribunals?
Three folks appointed by someone to make subjective judgements about someone else - without regard for any written and agreed upon set of laws.
Judgements, in effect, by fashion.
And whose cousin got the cement contract, by the way?
I mean, who are these people who get these assignments?
Now, the story.
Comedian fined for hurling sexual insults at show
Standup comic, restaurant owner ordered to pay woman total of $22,500 for tirade of sexist, homophobic slurs
Hahahaha...You can't write material like this.
Two lesbians go to a comedy club on Commercial Drive, which is a Lesbian Ghetto, and are amazed that a not very witty or skillful almost-comedian is throwing "dyke" jokes at them.
I'm not sure exactly which cookie jar these women and the Tribunal geeks have been living in for the past 50 years, but let's talk about comedy clubs.
Fuck, shit, piss, cunt, cock, pussy, eat me.
If you're not looking to hear this kind of simple-minded expression, you probably shouldn't be seeking out comedy venues in the modern world.
Please note that one of the tribunal members is named Murray Geiger-Adams.
I ask myself why does Murray have a hyphenated last name?
I answer myself that Murray has a vision for the New World, where all people are equal in all things all the time.
So Murray, when he met the love of his life, changed his name, as did she, or he, and now these two perfect partners have a perfectly balanced hyphenated name.
Congrats and Mazel Tov.
Meanwhile, back in court...
You won't be surprised to learn that the so-called guilty parties are appealing the decision - fucking
straight breeder bastards.
