I have to say these London lefties make their Canadian cousins look drearily provincial. Take The Independent's strangely Steyn-fixated Johann Hari. When he runs across a neo-Nazi, instead of reporting him to a human rights commission, or whining that he's infiltrated the Liberal backbench, or shaking him down to pay his mortgage, or recoiling in mock-horror like a summer-stock Lady Bracknell, Mr Hari understands the Nazi boys are just gagging for a bloody good rogering and shags 'em senseless.
It's like Warren's "come hither" fantasies about Kate, except, instead of just drooling about it, he gets on with it. Wouldn't that be great? Over at Big City Lib, gay-sex fantasies about neo-Nazis already seem to be their only major turn on. [Scroll down to 10.50pm comment and 11.17pm comment*.] Don't worry, you wouldn't have to give up Section 13. If you hate yourself in the morning, just file a complaint against yourself at the nearest HRC.
Oh, Mr Hari also seduces fierce young Muslim men he picks up at mosques. When I meet Khurrum Awan in court in BC, remind me to hit on him.
[*or, as I like to think of them, Human Rights complaints-in-waiting]
