Perhaps the funniest part of this whole Harper photoshop idiocy is watching so many of Canada's idiot wankers get shrieking hysterical in terror and dump loads into their underwear in panic. Conveniently, here once again is Cambridge's "Mr. Chicken" Steve Janke, taking hyperbole to new heights (or depths):
Steve Janke: the Liberals and their kill-Harper fetish
At this point, it's unclear whether Janke is being a sobbing schoolgirl all on his own, or whether he's been given official orders from Harper HQ to be a teary, traumatized pussy everywhere he goes. In any event, the most fascinating part of all of this is how Canada's right-wing, kick-ass, support-the-mission, take-no-prisoners warhawks have, without exception, turned into quivering wimps and whiners.
The evolution has been singularly dramatic: "Yeah, we're conservatives, and we're tired of all of these Liberal, lefty, coward, terrorist-loving, bleeding-heart, troop-hating pansies and we're going to stand up to those evildoers and we're going to kick ass and we're going to ... OHMIGOD OHMIGOD OHMIGOD a photoshopped picture, created by somebody and posted by accident and taken down almost immediately and OHMIGOD OHMIGOD OHMIGOD WHAT WILL WE TELL THE CHILDREN!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!". Followed by the unmistakable odour of someone having unloaded a log in their Fruit of the Looms in sheer, unadulterated terror.
Those would be your Canadian whingnuts, boys and girls -- the world's biggest fans of unlimited war and violence, until someone unleashes the dreaded Improvised Explosive Graphics Program, at which point it's non-stop shrieking and squealing, and everyone pooping in their pants.
I'm thinking that, if the swarthy evildoers ever decided to attack Canada, all they'd need is a pre-emptive strike of uncivil photoshop images, at which point Steve Janke and his Blogging Tory girlfriends would abandon the barricades, and would be found only after an extensive search, cowering in their closets and wondering if those stains will ever come out.