Another Groundhog Day

Alright, I was travelling -- travelling to do some dog business and to see some old friends whom I had't seen for years. Driving, I had a lot of time to listen to the radio, something I usually only do during my daily short runs. And it's just as bad as the print- or online media: the pompous old fart waffling about the "abrahamic religions" that are prone to fundamentalism (heard of any good honour killings of wayward sisters or daughters by orthodox rabbis or Trappist monks lately?), the "brain trust" discussing the German school situation with a -- you've guessed it -- girl with "migration background" to speak doubly politically correct for the pupils of Germany, the ever-repeated mantra that the poor Pals would be good if they'd only get their own state, the entire perversely inflated fascination with that tiny sliver of land in the Middle East, the ubiquitous and perpetual caving in to Islam and other self-hating and cowardly mental derangements.

And today? Today Politically Incorrect informs us that Bat Ye'Or's book Eurabia will not be published in German. The translators found it too "violent" in content and too "shocking" for the German public, so the contract between the author and the publisher was cancelled. Where is the old Hun who felt doubly well when Jewish blood was spurting from his knife? Now it's everything not to irritate the Arabs. They might not like us anymore.

Every day is Groundhog Day.

I don't think I will blog for a while. My dogs don't deserve a depressed human.

Jack and Jack Junior (Jayjay)