Canadian Movie Star Gets Detained Awhile. Boo Hoo.
Have you noticed how, if the woketards don’t have something semi-legitimate to get all outraged about, they’re quite content to pounce on something illegitimate?
A few weeks ago Jasmine Mooney, a very overrated Canadian actress whose most notable performance to date has been in a direct-to-video/not-even-Netflix-wanted-it American Pie spinoff, tried to enter the USA at the very busy San Ysidro, California, border crossing, only for patriotic American immigration officers to lead her into an unmarked room, and order her to put her hands on on the wall, like a black person with a fault rear brake light. Then for two days, she was confined to a small cell at the chilly border station, where she was given a thin mat to sleep on, and a mylar blanket. Big hotsy-totsy movie star as she is, she no doubt would have preferred a handmade-in-Nepal Althea® cashmere throw, a sublimely soft blend of 50/50 fine cashmere and the softest merino lambswool.
Well boo hoo, missy. A lot of the rapists, murderers, fentanyl dealers, and escaped mental patients ICE detains don’t get any blanket at all.
Six days later, she was one of a group of detainees awakened at 3 a.m. to learn they were being transferred — in shackles — to another ICE prison, a five-hour bus ride away, without “rest stops”, in Arizona. When finally allowed to pee, it was into Dixie cups, though Little Miss Leftist Lunatic Movie Star would presumably have preferred a Vera Wang Diamond Mosaic® tumbler.
Again, boo hoo. In Third World shithole countries of the sort President Trump is determined not to let the USA resemble — even though “Sleepy Joe” Biden certainly laid the groundwork for exactly that to happen — detainees aren’t allowed anything to pee into, and have no recourse but to wet themselves, whereupon sadistic guards sarcastically ask if they haven’t been toilet-trained.
When ICE finally released Mooney 12 days after originally…detaining her, the premier of British Columbia, Ms. Mooney’s home province, speculated that her alleged mistreatment would make other Canadians hesitant to visit the USA.
Well, you know what, Mr. Premier, we’ll be just fine without polite, friendly Canadians swarming into our beautiful country pronouncing “about” to rhyme with “boot” and appending “eh?” to the end of every sentence.
In the face of the realization that ICE occasionally makes a mistake, we Americans have to ask ourselves if we’re willing, for instance, to fly maybe half a dozen innocents to a Salvadoran concentration camp, in contravention of a judge’s ruling, if it means getting lots of Tren de Aragua miscreants out of our beautiful country. Or are you one of those bleeding heart woketards who think the death penalty should be abolished because every once in a while someone falsely accused gets a lethal injection?
Like you’re so perfect, right, Mr. or Ms. BHW?
Her whole detention “ordeal” is likely to make Jasmine Mooney very rich. She’ll get a book deal, and the book will be made into a movie in which Blake Lively or Hillary Duff will play her — and then deliver a tearful, cringe-inducingly woke speech when she accepts a Golden Globe award for having done so.
No matter how plaintively Mrs. Mendelsohn (she prefers the original, legal spelling) implores me to watch it with her, I’ll refuse!
