$ 10 million to an ex-terrorist!

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Michel Hébert

Sunday, July 9, 2017 09:10

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Sunday, July 9, 2017 09:37

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An announcement of this nature in July, it allows you to understand what is the duplicity. The after all, if you prefer…

The federal government, Justin Trudeau is the first leader, was well aware that she might not like. So as well know when people leave or are preparing their holiday…

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Ten million to compensate Omar Khadr for the ill-treatment received at Guantanamo including an american prison. There has what to do disliked by the deaf and dumb.

In adolescence, Khadr was fighting with the taliban in Afghanistan. His father was involved in Al-Qaeda, the organization Osama Bin Laden, and had probably trained his son with him…

But Khadr, the so-called child soldier, he really killed an american soldier? The contradictory versions of the witnesses are finally allowed to avoid prison to life in the United States.

Back in Canada after years of prison, he continues the canadian government for having let him down, but Justin Trudeau is cut short procedures and grants him a compensation of ten million.

Politically, it is debatable. Trudeau knows it. And his countless advisors know it too. Of where such compensation was made public in the middle of summer, while Trudeau is in Europe…

All the experts of the handling policy will tell you: now is the time that it had to be done; the middle class, beloved by Saint-Just, has the head elsewhere and the nose into the test-tubes, looking for his swimming pool water crystal clear…

For its part, the happy Omar smiled with all his teeth. It is includes. It is one thing to be a martyr, there are cues which are not lost.

Ten million! It changes the world, especially when it could have been better… As for the apology from Canada, it is the olive in the martini.

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– Call me Khadr, Omar Khadr…

– Yes, of course…

And book me a table at George. It seems that the lemon pie is famous…

– Sixteen dollars in the tip…

– Not to worry. I have what it takes to offer me the entire pie…

– Allah promised you better…

– With ten million, I can offer them, his forty virgins…

While Justin Trudeau demonstrates to Europe that it comes out of the thigh of Jupiter, in Canada, and even in the up-country, we cringe.

Why ten million? Why not twenty, or five, or just one?

In the corridors of the privy Council, where the light power is dim, day and night, it was determined without doubt that the lives of Khadr, born to a family of afghan origin based in Toronto, that the life promising that offered him the Canada was worth ten million. It has caused him to lose his best years and that it is well worth ten million. Not to mention the ill-treatment suffered at the enraged Americans. It was a small idea in Zero Dark Thirty…

To the left, where the virtuous always express the best feelings, it is said that Canada had erred and that he must pay, and even that it is doing to good account to ten million.

But the silent majority, the taxpayers, that it lessened the saying of the right, those who are exhausted by taxes and the cost of living, those people find to complain about, obviously.

Not that they have less heart than the other. Perhaps, if I understand well what they say, maybe they just tired of Trudeau-the-expense. And that that goes wrong.

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You can see that everywhere these days, Justin Who-will-be-nothing-without-her-father from a palace to the other, tightening handcuffs, royal, and small hand diplomatic, hair in the forehead and a smile to his lips, and exclaim, between two grands crus and three squares of foie gras, that he wants to “build a world more just and more equal”.

Radio-Canada, the federal body of positive information, exhilarated here as on all continents, introduces us to his monarch as a “rock star”…

Hamburg is in fire and blood, but to him, the Just, the friend of the Aga Khan, Coldplay, and the middle class, the applauds at any break, we know its SRC…

It makes you almost want to kneel down. Pray heaven it end…