Toronto Dominion: the diversity bank

Religion isn’t dead in Canada: it’s not even languishing. The religion of diversity and inclusion is flourishing in Canadian companies. For example, the TD bank believes, with a confidence that can only be born of religious fervour, that diversity and inclusion being cardinal virtues is an a priori truth:

We take a holistic, three-pronged view of diversity and inclusion in our business activities: in how we recruit, manage and develop employees; how we serve our customers and market ourselves; and how we contribute to our communities.

While we’re gaining momentum, we know that becoming more diverse and inclusive takes time and commitment and we are still on the early stages of our journey.

Although it is lagging behind the commercial expression of this cultural credo, the Anglican Church of Canada adheres to a  similar pietism.

Naturally, the TD Bank concentrates much of its devotion on World Pride, the LGBTA “community” and health centres for “gay men” and “queer women”. TD’s “journey” to inclusion has yet to reach the more rarefied strata of paedophilia, bestiality, polyamory and incest: they themselves admit that they are “still on the early stages”.

Here is TD’s enticement to use their services: it appears that to get the $250, the bank would prefer you to be gay:

TD ad

What global warming?

As the dog and I stepped out into the -15°C air this morning, my thoughts drifted inexorably to global warming.

The bad news is that not only has there not been any warming for the last 15 years, there isn’t going to be any for the next five either.

This is not news that is welcomed by global warming Cassandras: Christopher Monckton, the third viscount of Benchley, the bearer of the bad tidings that global warming is a sham, was ejected from the United Nations climate change conference for his efforts.

Some speculate that the U.N.’s determination to make Canada even colder is really a surreptitious war against capitalism. Since every self-respecting, anti-capitalist, liberal-left apparatchik from the impotent Fred Hiltz to the messianic Barack Obama is beside himself with excitement at the prospect of crippling Western industry with carbon penalties – no-one seems to care much about CO2 from China or India –  it seems pretty clear that they are right.

Still, at least it has warmed up to -12°C for the dog’s evening walk.

The perils of targeted advertising

Targeted advertising is one of the Internet’s many irritations. Sometimes it doesn’t work out too well for the advertiser, though.

Here is an ad from Rack King that popped up while I was perusing St. Faustina’s description of the tortures of Hell:

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To my considerable satisfaction, it was followed by an invitation for me to sample the culinary delights of McDonalds.

University of Toronto is not funding an orgy

But it does have a Sexual Education Centre where they offer free condoms and related paraphernalia. At the University of Toronto:

we’re thinking about, talking about, and informing you about everything to do with sex, sexuality, and sexual health. We offer free safer-sex supplies, educational talks and workshops, peer counseling, in-print and online resources, an engaging, non-judgmental social space and a series of fun, sex-positive events throughout the year.

To kick off sexual awareness week, the UofT has organised a sex club adventure at the Oasis Aqualounge, where you can “explore your sexuality” and “where visitors can have intercourse anywhere other than the hot tub”.

All this has led the astute to speculate that the University of Toronto is holding an orgy, an allegation that has been vigorously denied by the organisers:

“Our executive director made it very clear that this is not an orgy, we’re not funding an orgy,” says external education and outreach co-ordinator Dylan Tower, 22, as he sits inside the sixth-floor office of SEC. “People are allowed to have sex on premise … there is not any type of ‘You should be having sex when you’re here.’ It’s very much, come and enjoy the space, there’s no prodding or pushing in that direction.”

Orgy? What orgy?

The Diocese of Niagara has an altar dedicated to HIV/AIDS

Apparently there are only two such altars in Canada, one in Montreal “in the heart of the gay village” and the other in Hamilton. While I don’t think Hamilton’s residents regard their home as a “gay village”, Christ’s Church Cathedral is undoubtedly a gay cathedral in the heart of a gay diocese – and proud to be so. An interesting inference in this article is the tacit acknowledgement that HIV/AIDS is predominantly a gay disease, in spite of decades of liberal propaganda to convince us that it isn’t.

When will the lady priests get their own altar dedicated to vaginas?

From here (page 2):

It is noteworthy that this Cathedral continues to bear witness to the hundreds of lives lost from AIDS in this community. Its special altar dedicated to HIV/AIDS is, to my knowledge, one of only two that exist in Canada. The other, called the Chapel of Hope, is at the Catholic Church of St. Pierre L’Apotre Montreal in the heart of the gay village.

Within North America, there are two more Chapels in San Francisco and New York, and both are housed within Anglican churches. Think of it, New York, San Francisco, Montreal and Hamilton.

First there was homophobia, now we have transphobia

No, “transphobia” is not the fear of chemical compounds that have a molecular structure in which two atoms or groups are on opposite sides of a double bond.

What it actually means is – well, like homophobia, nothing at all really. Since “phobia” means an irrational fear of something, arachnophobia, for example, is a condition where one has an irrational fear of spiders. One of our daughters has arachnophobia, a fact that prompted one of our other children to drop a rubber spider into her drink a few Christmases ago. The screams were audible throughout Southern Ontario.

No-one has that kind of irrational fear of either homosexuals or transvestites. Both words, being meaningless, have little use other than as a substitute for rational discussion when a liberal encounters someone who thinks either state is anything less than completely normal and charming.

From here:

Suzanne Moore, who frequently writes for the Guardian newspaper, appears to have left Twitter this afternoon having faced heavy criticism for her controversial remarks about the trans community.

The journalist came under fire for a line in an article in the New Statesman titled, Seeing Red: The Power of Female Anger, which was published on 8 January. In it she wrote:

“[Women] are angry with ourselves for not being happier, not being loved properly and not having the ideal body shape – that of a Brazilian transsexual.”

She then defended her use of the phrase “Brazilian transsexual” – which many considered to be offensive – not least because Brazil has an appalling record on transphobic hate crime.

In the Anglican Church of Canada, hope is a boat

St. Paul hoped for eternal life (Titus 3:7); Job’s hope was in God (Job 13:15); King David placed his hope in God’s steadfast love (Ps 33:18).

Thrusting aside these passé, fevered deleria of Middle Eastern primitives in favour of something relevant to today’s Anglican sophisticates, the Anglican Church of Canada has decided that hope is a boat; and they have a song to prove it.

The song, “Hope” is the winner of the ACoC’s Marks of Mission song contest.

Apparently, it’s “catchy and deep” and Fred Hiltz is a fan.

Although it is a pretty enough tune, well sung and produced, I can’t for the life of me see what it has to do with Christianity. But, then, the same could be said about the Five Marks of Mission. Or the Anglican Church of Canada.

Theism in the Church of England

A “theic” is someone who is addicted to the immoderate use of tea; a tea-drunkard.

Thus, as this guide to tea drinkers’ disease warns:

The predominance of nervous symptoms is a characteristic of theism; general excitation of the functions of the nervous system may be observed; or the weakness may be noted more especially in the brain as distinguished form the spinal cord.

This, of course, explains the present plight of the Church of England: all the vicars are drowning in tea and, with their weakened brains, have abandoned one theism for another.

Mommy for Pope

I’ve watched this three times. The first time I was 3/4 of the way through before I realised that it isn’t a parody.

Then I doubted myself and watched again while telling myself: it has to be a parody. Until the 1/2 way mark this time – when the gnawing realisation gripped me once more: these people are serious.

So after a stiff drink, I cleaned my glasses, girded my loins, recalibrated my NEC Multisync 3090WQXi monitor with an X-Rite MDSVSensor wide-gamut display calibrator and – it still looks like a parody.

See what you think about this definitive argument in favour of lady priests in the Roman Catholic Church: