Those are my words, not Mark Steyn’s.
Right. In Flanders fields, sh*t happens. At the Cenotaph in Toronto, this particular sh*t didn’t need to happen, and it happened only because Councillor Ramkhalawansingh, on a day to remember our soldiers, couldn’t be bothered to remember.
This stuff shouldn’t be difficult, unless you’re a thoughtless twerp winging it.
