Is it time for me to commence litigation against Jordan Peterson?

It’s not often that my jaw hits the keyboard when perusing the interebs, but last night said affliction pounced on yours truly like a jungle cat on meth.

Jordan Peterson launches $1.5 million defamation suit.

University of Toronto Professor Jordan Peterson has launched a $1.5-million defamation suit against Wilfrid Laurier University, two of its professors and a former gender and equity manager for suggesting he was �analogous to Adolf Hitler.�

The statement of claim, prepared by lawyer Howard Levitt and filed Monday, says Peterson was falsely labelled as incompetent, sexist, misogynist, dangerous and racist in a now infamous disciplinary meeting with Wilfrid Laurier University teaching assistant Lindsay Shepherd.

“So I think this is a warning, let’s say, to other careless administrators and professors who allow their ideological presuppositions to get the best of them to be a bit more careful with what they say and do,” he said.

Oh, really?

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Not every woman is a feminist, but all women can prevent it – including you.

Some foolish female comedian got raped and murdered in Melbourne recently after walking home alone through a dark and vast park in the inner city area. To understand just how foolish this was, if my own wife had voiced a desire to traverse said park in broad daylight then I would have told her to stop being a silly cow.

There has been the predictable lefty meltdown over the incident with calls for all men to be branded as evil pieces of scum-sucking detritus as presumably we are all responsible for the random act of some white guy who jumps a woman under a dark tree. As it turns out the guy who committed this callous act is claiming to be autistic. That usually gets you a free pass if you’re a member of the religion of peace – ram your van into a few dozen pedestrians? Just claim you’re suffering from a “mental illness” and she’ll be right, mate.

But if you’re a white guy don’t expect to be shown the same leeway. It’s one rule for the rest of the world and one rule for the straight white guys.

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I’m a woman, I’m middle aged, I’m single, and I’m really happy!

The photo shows a late middle aged woman standing on a beach and staring out to sea in a contrived attempt at deep contemplation, an effort which is inevitably ruined when a brief consideration tells us that the woman is no doubt thinking about herself; her angst; her journey of self discovery. A red woolen blanket sits draped over her bony shoulders. It is meant to convey comfort and security. She needs the blanket because it’s just about the only thing that she has to warm her.

‘I don’t yearn for someone to complete me’: why more women are staying single.

It is the time of the great lack of yearning, a time foretold by the soothsayers of old who had foreseen a period when women would be barren, narcissistic, and dull. And very much alone.

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At this point you just may as well come out as a misogynist.

Every time I get into my car and drive down the road I assume that every other driver that I encounter is a blithering idiot with barely the mental capacity to work out how to unlock his phone that he’s playing with while pretending to be in control of his vehicle. It’s a survival thing. I rode a motor bike for a very long time and I either you develop this attitude to negotiating traffic or you become an ex-person.

I don’t hate all of the other drivers, and I’m not a bad person for having this attitude; it’s simply what one must do to avoid as best as possible a nasty encounter with randomness.

Likewise with how I spend my free time. My free time is finite so I don’t want to waste it. With that in mind I do my very best to avoid participating in activities which will annoy me and deduct from my free time. You’re never going to see me go to any theme park ever. You can add organised tours to that list. Throw in organised fun of any kind while you’re at it. Afternoon tea as well. I don’t do afternoon tea. I did high tea once which was a horror from which I still have not fully recovered.

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