The Booman Tribune writes:
Imagine buying a ticket to see Dick Cheney speak and winding up having to listen to Mark Steyn. That's what happened to a bunch of crazy Canadians when Cheney cancelled a scheduled appearance in Toronto because it was too dangerous.
Close enough. It's not "what happened" to a bunch of crazy Canadians, it's about to happen. It has yet to happen. So, if you're a crazy Canadian, you don't need to imagine it; you can experience it. If you've ever wondered what kind of body it takes to be Dick Cheney's body double, April 24th is your chance to find out. The Dumb Old Housewives say, "It'll be like fertility drugs for your brain", which I think they mean as a compliment.
Is this part of the rebirth of Canada Daniel Hannan claims to detect? Well, steady on, chaps; let's not get carried away. But I'll be doing my bit for our ancient liberties, great and small. Australia's IPA organized both Dan's and my trips Down Under, and their head honcho John Roskam writes about my visit in the current Aussie print edition of The Spectator, on sale at fine newsagencies from Brisbane to Perth. Apropos one of those small liberties, John says:
As Steyn stressed, he would not have necessarily chosen 'Kung Fu Fighting' as the rock on which to fight for the liberties of Western civilisation.
But you play the cards you dealt. So I did. And, after a fortnight on the road with me, poor old Roskam seems to have a bad case of Stockholm Syndrome:
Australian audiences got to hear Steyn belt out 'Kung Fu Fighting'. Mark has a nice singing voice.
Oh, dear. That right there is why we need "human rights" commissions.
Don't forget, if you get super-elite-mega-premium-prestige-platinum seating for Steynamite, I will personally waterboard you wearing a Dick Cheney mask. That's why we call it the Splash Zone. But hurry. The Early Bird pricing on the Diamond seating ends tonight (Monday) at the stroke of midnight Eastern Time.
