I’ve Moved!
November 20, 2008
So I’m sure that most people have noticed that the site has been offline for a few days. There’s a reason for that, which I will get to shortly. But first, let me just say this:
In fact, I am blogging at a new site I have just finished setting up: kennethhynek.net. A full explanation for the reasons behind the move can be found here
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That said, this is not the end of Time Immortal. My wife Grace has expressed interest in taking over blogging at this domain, and I am working to make sure that she gets set up here as soon as possible.
Also, my profound apologies for the modification to the site face; the move was not as seamless as I would have hoped, and many of the image files for this theme, and in the gallery, were corrupted during the course of their evacuation from my previous web host’s servers. Until such time as I have repaired them, I’ve put a clean-looking template in place of the previous one.
Update: for the purposes of further traffic shaping, new posts from kennethhynek.net will be excerpted below. Full articles can be read at the new blog.
Apparently, pot is a human right
February 25, 2008
Ezra Levant chronicles the tale of an Ontario restaraunteur who has been hauled before the Ontario HRC because he forbade a patron of his eatery from smoking a joint whilst on the premises.
Light up a cigarette in an Ontario restaurant, and you’re breaking the law. Light up a marijuana joint, and the restaurateur is breaking the law if he tries to stop you. Here’s an excerpt:
Kindos has already spent nearly $20,000 of his own cash, and estimates he could spend upwards of $150,000 more fighting an Ontario human rights commission complaint launched by Steve Gibson, who is licensed to smoke marijuana by the feds to manage the chronic pain of a neck injury that has kept him out of work since 1989.
Fighting the case, which will be heard by the province’s Human Rights Tribunal in May, could send Kindos’ business into bankruptcy and is playing hell with his health, he said.
“If this thing goes to the tribunal, that’s it, we’re done. Our restaurant is done,” he said. “We’ve already been told we can’t win.
Even allowing for the fact that Mr. Gibson smokes marijuana for medicinal reasons, one cannot escape the fact that, in addition to the known link between pot smoking and psychological disorders, pot is as much as five times more carcinogenic than cigarettes. Ontario, in the interest of public health, has banned cigarette smoking within businesses — by law. Should it not be every bit as illegal, then, to light up a joint within those same businesses? Should not any person who does so be subject to fines? Especially when reasonable alternative methods of marijuana consumption exist to persons who, for whatever reason, have need of it?
Even Canada’s own Prince of Pot, Marc Emery, said common sense and reason are paramount in this issue to effectively balance everyone’s rights.
“I don’t see people with insulin bringing their syringes out in the middle of restaurants and giving themselves injections,” Emery, who is facing a 10-year jail sentence at the U.S.’s behest for selling marijuana seeds, said from his home in B.C., noting that since Gibson was drinking alcohol at the time of the Burlington incident in 2005, he could have ingested the cannabis via an alcoholic tincture that would have been just as effective and more discreet.
The human rights commisssions seem, at times, to exist solely for the benefit of those who think only of themselves — for people, in other words, who feel that every other consideration is secondary to their slightest whim or desire.
As with last week’s shakedown of a cosmetic surgeon who declined to perform a labiaplasty for a transsexual dissatisfied with her new parts, the eventual verdict is largely irrelevant: The process is the punishment. It seems almost certain that this restaurateur will lose his business. The trick is not to attract the attentions of the “human rights” enforcers. But, even if you’re not a notorious hatemonger like me, in an age when Canadian “human rights” have dwindled down to the human right to a labiaplasty even when the guy says he wouldn’t know what he was doing, and the human right to smoke pot in some other fellow’s restaurant, trying to avoid catching the eye of this racket is harder than it looks.
Too alarmingly true.





