Never a smallpox blanket around when you need one

Or a couple of shotguns.

When I try to explain “Caledonia” to people from other countries, they literally don’t believe me.

As usual, the real story is in the comments — that is, if any brave would-be or real politicians care to read them…

On Sept. 13, 2007, after native demonstrators seized a large housing development and a standoff developed with police, a spillover demonstration engulfed the nearby Stirling Wood development, where Mr. Gualtieri was helping to build a home for his daughter, Michelle, who was getting married.

Mr. Gualtieri arrived with three other men, friends and relatives who were part of his work crew, to check on the house as news spread of renewed trouble. (…)

By the time the crew got inside, Smoke was standing over Mr. Gualtieri, striking him as he lay on the floor with a piece of lumber held in both hands. One of the men, Dwayne Davies, in earlier testimony described hearing the sound of wood hitting flesh.

A neighbour who is a nurse rushed in and found Mr. Gualtieri bleeding on the floor of the dining room, struggling to get up and saying, “help me, help me.”

Mr. Gualtieri was left with broken bones in his left and right cheeks, his nose and shoulder.

They have since mended, but all is not right.