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01-16-2012 12:08 AM

Do whatever YOU want to do! The way YOU would have done it, in the Country YOU came from!

Did YOU not come to CANADA to ESCAPE this same type of INHUMANE BEHAVIOUR??

EDIT: Pictures Are Now Below. I could do only one “Clean Up” on the Yougest Daughter. Breaks My Heart to even look at these INNOCENT Young Girls.

I’ve been following this “Situation” from Day One. There is Absolutely NO DOUBT in My Mind that this was an “Honour Killing” of Three Helpless DAUGHTERS, Ages 13, 17, and 19 as well as His First Wife in their Polygamous Marriage.

Why? They ”Shamed” The Family by the way They Lived. Pending Marriage/s OUTSIDE the Family is also a Factor.

Police Wiretaps have recorded The Father referring to his Three Daughters as “Whores” and more that I don’t care to put in print here. They also recorded ENTIRE Episodes of ”BOTH Of Them” Re-Visiting their actions to various indivduals.


BOTH of our Wonderfull Countries were built by Immigrants!

They came here and CONTRIBUTED to the Well Being of the People and BOTH of Our Countries! They were PLEASED to be “NEW CITIZENS”! PROUD to be “North Americans”! Lived by the “Laws” of Their “New Homeland” and were Pleased to do so!

What the HELL has Happened?

It seems that SOME New Immigrants believe that ”Carte Blanche” is a part of Their ”Citizenship Status”.

This is “IMMIGRATION” gone …I don’t know …. “Crazy” ...doesn’t seem to begin to describe it!!

My British Grandfather and Scottish Grandmother would be rolling over in Their Graves if they could see what’s happening now!!

No Doubt Yours would be also, even if you went back 3 or 4 Generations.

Othe Side Of The Coin: IF You or I went to Live in THEIR Country and perhaps Innocently Violated one of Their LAWS, Written or Not …What would be the Consequences for US??

NOTE: I have NOT shown all of the Article as the rest of it is basically Repetition of what is below.

14/01/2012 1:20:17 PM

CBC News

The Montreal mother at the centre of the Shafia murder trial denied that she killed her daughters, telling the court that her family are “not murderers.”

Tooba Yahya made the comments in court after prosecutor Gerard Laarhuis laid out in detail how the Crown believes Yahya, along with her husband Mohammad Shafia and 21-year-old son Hamed Shafia, killed her three daughters and her husband’s other wife.

The three are charged with four counts of first-degree murder in the June 2009 drowning deaths in the Kingston Mills lock. They have all pleaded not guilty.

“No sir, we are not murderers. We are a very sincere family.? If you were a mother, then you could have known what is a heart of a mother for a child. Don’t ever tell me that I killed my children,” Yahya said.

Laarhuis alleges the accused drove the victims directly to the locks. He said somebody left the car running, rolled down the window, put the gearshift in neutral and aimed the wheels of the car.

Laarhuis said that next someone reached through the open window and put the car into gear, thinking that on its own power, the vehicle would go into the water.

“What you did not expect, what was not part of the plan, was that the Nissan would get hung up. There was now an emergency, now you had bodies in the car hung up on the edge of the canal,” Laarhuis said.

Laarhius said that Shafia or his son got behind the wheel of their Lexus and, as described by a collision expert, hit the Nissan into the canal, damaging both vehicles and causing the Nissan to spin as it sank.

The prosecutor has made the suggestion that the three daughters and Amir were dead when their bodies were put in the car then pushed into the water. However, there’s been no proof offered to the court of the theory.

A forensic expert who testified said the cause of death was drowning, but he couldn’t say whether the four family members drowned in the canal locks or elsewhere.

Yahya has been testifying in the Kingston, Ont., courtroom since Monday about her recollection of the circumstances surrounding the deaths of her daughters Zainab, 19, Sahar, 17, Geeti, 13, and the first wife in her polygamous marriage, Rona Amir.

NOTE: I should have gotten some pictures of this “Family” and attached them. I’ll see what’s available and add them by “EDIT” ASAP.

Thank You: Rick

Left: Mohammad Shafia (Father) Right: Tooba Yahya Shafia (Mother) Rear: Hamed Shafia (Son)

Geeti Shafia 13 Years Young. Picture was retrieved from Her Cell Phone after the car was brought back up.

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#1 posted 01-16-2012 12:26 AM

I know what you mean Rick but people are not the same.
I watch UFC and just the other day a young blond curly hair fighter said nothing that I like better than to beat the shit out of a French Canadian, that is because the champion is from Montreal Canada.
I live next to the US Canada border and some US border officers are really nasty to Canadian.
No wonder that we have wars.

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#2 posted 01-16-2012 12:39 AM

When they come here to escape a Sh—hole, they need to leave it all behind, not bring it with them. We did not have home invasions or all the daily violence before we imported it from a country where human life has no value about 40 yrs ago ;-(

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#3 posted 01-16-2012 01:07 AM

I welcome anyone to come to the USA and live here as THEIR NEW Homeland IF THEY DO IT LEGALLY!

If they come here ILLegally, by definition, they are breaking our laws and should be punished… possibly being returned to where they came from.

If they come here legally, they should respect OUR laws and NOT try to change our country to the way they had it in their old country! If they do not like it here, they can go back to where they came from!

... and, if they can’t afford to pay for the transportation to get there, I’ll be the first to contribute to help them out!

It’s really quite simple…

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#4 posted 01-16-2012 02:01 AM

and, if they can’t afford to pay for the transportation to get there, I’ll be the first to contribute to help them out!

Sorry Joe, that’s my elbow in your ribs, I want to be first in line! I am so sick of the political correctness worrying about protecting some sleazes rights I could puke.

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#5 posted 01-16-2012 02:53 AM

Hi Rick,
Prime Minister Gillard of Australia has the right idea, adhere to Australia’s Laws, Customs, Language, and all things built over the last 200 years, or go back where you came from. You can’t transform and mould a country to be the same as you wanted to escape from. I would like to see some of the more moderate immigrants come forward and strengthen in our minds that they are here to enjoy life, not change North America to suit themselves.

-- Jack Keefe Shediac NB Canada

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#6 posted 01-16-2012 03:06 AM


I saw/heard that speech from her!! Those are pretty well the words She used!! GOOD FOR HER!!!

Can we only WISH that OUR Politicians had the Gonads to stand up and do that??

Joe: You got it right! It really is that simple!! You break OUR Laws YOU WILL Pay the Consequences!!

-- LIFE is what happens when you're planning on doing Other Things!

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#7 posted 01-16-2012 03:11 AM

That is sick Rick. I’ve heard stories in the states too of certain cultural segments of society that still wish to live by the same laws and rules they lived with in their foreign countries that they came from. I, for the life of me, just can’t understand why anyone would come to a foreign land, only to live the same way as they did before. Why not just stay where they were?
There have been cases right here in the United States where women were punished severely because they dishonored their family when they were raped. In certain cultures, it is dishonorable, to the point of the pinishment being death, to have sex before marriage, the circumstances are of no issue. The women, in essence, were punished for being punished. It was automatically their fault what happened to them, because in these cultures, women are second class citizens anyway.
The sad part of it is that in some cases I’ve heard about, these slime hide behind religious freedom. They claim that since it is their religious beliefs, that they have the right to commit a felony in the country that they chose to relocate to. That is CRAP. If one wants to live that way, fine, stay in the land from whence they came and live that way. In this country, we as a people, have some civility and would not accept this kind of nonsense. In my mind, there is no way to justify it.
As for immigration in general, I’m with Joe Lyddon. This country was founded on immigrants, but do it legally. Come here, learn the language, learn the culture, learn the way of life, enjoy freedom, embrace the country as a whole. It chaps my hide that now we have to “press one for english”. I didn’t move to Mexico. A lot of them moved here though. Do you think you could move to Mexico and expect for legal documents to have an english translation printed along with the spanish one? I don’t think so. Do you think you could go to Mexico and expect most of what illegal immigrants get here in America? I don’t think so.
Something has gone awry with immigration policy in America. I am only a third generation American. My grandfather moved here from France. While it was funny listening to him sometimes with his misunderstanding of certain terminologies, he did speak fluent English. You know why? He learned English because it was one of the requirement for him to legally become an American citizen. Also, he had to take a test about the basic understanding of American laws.
Anyone want to guess what else he done? He worked his butt off. My grandfather was a shrimp fisherman in south Louisiana until the government started subsidizing vietnamese million dollar shrimp boats in coastal waters and basically startving a lot of coonasses out of a living. The government told my Grandfather that they’d help him financially. He knew he’d never paid into (at that time) any system to help him, so he decided he was too proud to accept it. So he moved North looking for work. This is how my family wound up in the Vicksburg, Mississippi area. My Grandfather kept going further north until he found a job at the Vicksburg yard of the Illinois Southern Railroad as a painter. He worked that job for forty years straight. He never took a day off. He retired with a pension and a gold watch.
Why doI bring all this up about my Grandfather? I bring it up because this is what made immigration so great in America, and I’m sure it isn’t much different in Canada. My grandfather came here as a very young man looking for a better life. He embraced the American way of life. He made his own way and made life better for himself and everyone around him. He obeyed American laws and lived his life. Someone asked him once (this is something that sticks out in my mind) what to call him. They were trying to figure out a way to descibe him that he didn’t find offensive, coonass, cajun, french-american, how did he describe himself? This man made one of the hugest impacts he could have on my life when he stuck his chest out with pirde and exclaimed, “You SOBs can kiss my ass, I’m none of that, I AM AN AMERICAN!”

I wanted to tell everyone one more story about the character of my grandfather, a proud immigrant. It is one of my findest memories of him because it showed the type man he was.
At Vicksburg, there is a bridge that spans across the Mississippi River that is a little over two miles long. Eventually, my grandfather bought property right across the river in Delta, Lousiana. He kept working in Vicksburg for Illinois Central and would travel across the bridge every day to work in his old Chevrolet truck that he saved up for and bought new.
Well, one day back in the seventies, snow fell overnight. Here in the south, people don’t drive so well on snow and it creates a dangerous situation, especially on bridges, so the Mississippi River Bridge was shit down before my Grandfather could get to work. He’d been gone for about thiry minutes when he showed up back at the house. They wouldn’t let him drive across the bridge to work, but he was determined that he wasn’t going to miss work. So he took his boots off, put bread bags on his feet to insulate them from the wet snow and keep his feet dry. He put his boots back on and he walked across the bridege. From there he hitchikeed the rest of the way to the train yard. He slept three nights in a box car until the bridge was reopened so that he wouldn’t have to worry about missing work.
By the way, my Grandfather’s gold watch was engraved as a special reward on the inside cover of it. It stated “40 years without a day”. What that meant is something real important. In forty years he worked for Illinois Central, he was absent from work exactly zero days. His work schedule was monday through friday from eight until five with an hour for lunch. He never missed one single day of those forty years.
For the family, we also knew the rest of the story. You mention his name to a majority of people in Vicksburg, they don’t know him as the guy who painted for the railroad. They know him as the guy who painted about half the houses in Vicksburg in addition to his regular job to put four kids through school.


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#8 posted 01-16-2012 03:49 AM

WOW William!! That is a GREAT Story about Your Grandfather!! 40 Years and “0” days Missed!!

I also know YOU well enough to know that in the Face Of Adversity you “Suck It Up!” and DO what needs to be DONE!! YOU’D make your “Grampa” Proud!

Thanks for the Story!

Best Regards: Rick

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#9 posted 01-16-2012 07:22 AM


Great story! Thank you for sharing!

Every New Immigrant should (and be ABLE to) read it!

Thank you very much!

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#10 posted 01-16-2012 10:26 AM

Joe: YEP! After I did my last Post I went back and read it again. GREAT STORY!!

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#11 posted 01-17-2012 04:28 AM

Thanks Rick and Joe. I am very proud to be a descendant of such a man. I was raised by two men and a woman, my grandfather, my uncle, and my grandmother. All three of these people were the kind of people who deserve to be remembered always. Ya’ll have heard about my Grandfather. Now I must not leave out my Uncle and my grandmother.

My Uncle J.C. was a twenty three year military veteran who saw combat in not one, but two foreign wars. He joined the U.S. Army at the age of sixteen. He was able to do so because it was simply easier to lie about your age back then without getting caught. They later caught the lie and made him pay back two years pay that he wasn’t supposed to have rightfully gotten. By that time though, he’d already been in for over ten years. He was one of those guys that spent so much time in the military, that even after he retire (or was forced to retire), he was still a military man. I fondly remember being woke up at the crack of dawn every day with, “OFF YOUR ASS AND ON YOUR FEET!”
My favorite story about him was how he wound up making a career in the military. Of course, this happened before I was born, but I know it like I was there because I’ve had so many different family members tell it to me.
He joined at sixteen because he wasn’t doing very well in school and there just wasn’t many job opportunities during those days. Besides, in our family, it was just something men done to go and put their time in for their country. So he joined up and did four years, finishing his first stint at twenty. He came home, and in those days he didn’t drink, smoke, or go anywhere really, so he had saved every dime of his money for those four years. His first day home, he went and bought a brand new Chrysler. He was proud of that car. On his third day home, after not finding a job and realizing he liked the set routine of military life he gave his mother the keys to that Chrysler, and went and signed on for four more years.
He wound up doing twenty years in the Army. For some arbitrary rules, he had to go take a physical, which he failed. Because of his age, time in, and so forth, they recommended retirement. He took it. He came home and stayed for about six month. He worked out and ran five miles a day every day during that time. Noone knew what was up until the day he came home, packed his bags, and went on to pass the physical and with his record, was able to join the U.S. Navy.
He spent three years in the Navy. He once told me he would have proudly one day died at sea somewhere if a heart attack had not forced him into permenent retirement from the military. I tell his tombstone now on a regular basis that he had a more important job to do, raise my brother, sister, and I.
Family members now tell me that they see so much of my Uncle’s mannerisms in me. I guess it’s because I hung on every word the man ever said. I was once asked what was the most important thing my Uncle ever taught me, seeing as how he taught me to fish, hunt, survival skills, how to use a hammer, saw, and so much more. I had to give it some thought. The most important lesson he taught me was what a real man is. He was the man in my life that taught me that a real man knows about such things as duty, honor, respect, and most importantly, compassion.

My Grandmother was such a woman that when she died in 2000, an entire main street in Vicksburg was blocked off to handle all the cars for the people attending her funeral. She was a strong woman who at one time or another had fed, clothed, or spanked children’s butts, of at least two thirds of the town. And my favorite memory of her?
There are too many to choose from and this post has gotten kind of long anyway in order to make a point that I’m trying to make. Let’s just say that she held me when I needed it, and whipped my butt good enough that I never forgot it when I needed that too.

Now to my point.
Notice something strange?
My Grandfather, Uncle, and Grandmother I credit with raising me. Something’s missing. Yes, I know the story of failed parents as well as evident by lack of much to tell you about my father and mother. The three great people who raised me did what they did when they didn’t have to do it. Then there’s the story of my parents. That’s a long and depressing one we won’t get into. The point is how much things have changed over the years of my life, and I’m not even that old.
I understand these countries woundn’t exist if it weren’t for immigration. However, a lot of immigrants today aren’t what they were back then. Too often it seems that some immigrants aren’t looking for a better life. They’re looking to change their new homelands to be more like from where they came. The saddest part about it is how some people think this is acceptable.
I still have too much of my ancestors in me who came here and were proud of this country. Yes, we welcome immigrants. We will help the helpless. We will feed the hungry. We will do what needs to be done. However, people like the ones Rick posted about need none of this. They need something else my Grandfather, Uncle, and Grandmother taught me about. They need a boot in their ass in the direction from where they came. Our countries are our home. So therefore they need to be run like our houses. If you can’t live by the house rules, don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out!


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#12 posted 01-17-2012 04:53 AM

Another Block Buster Winner from William!! Thank YOU My Man!!

This is ONE of the Best Parts… “They need something else my Grandfather, Uncle, and Grandmother taught me about. They need a boot in their ass in the direction from where they came. Our countries are our home. So therefore they need to be run like our houses. If you can’t live by the house rules, don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out!”

William. I just gotta ask…Do you have “Voice Recognition” (i.e. Speak & It Types) on your Computer??

Golly Gee! It would take me 12 Hours, 22 Minutes and 31.5 Seconds to Type all that!! ...LOL…

BUT! Don’t Stop!! Why? HARDSHIP+EXPERIENCE+KEEP ON KEEPING ON = LEARNING+WISDOM= Exceptionally Strong, Compassionate Character!! That’s YOU My Friend and it’s an Honour To Know You!!

Best Regards: Rick

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#13 posted 01-17-2012 05:07 AM

I wish I had something like which you describe Rick. Maybe if I did I wouldn’t misspell so much.
No, I type. The more I type, the better I get.


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#14 posted 01-17-2012 05:18 AM

Don’t know if I ever told you Rick, I have been to Canada.
I was up in Maine. A certain family member that had married into the family is from Maine. We flew up there to visit some of his family. They had talked for weeks to talk me into that trip. The only way they got me to agree to it was if they bought me a return ticket that I coul use whenever I wanted. In other words, if I couldn’t handle the weather, my butt was on the next thing flying back to Atlanta.
Well it just so happens that by the time we got up there a bad winter storm had came through and the temperature was like twenty below. That was too cold for this southern boy. They kept telling me, “but it’s a different kind of cold than what you’re used to. Give it time”. I wasn’t hearing it. All I knew was that I had two pairs of jeans on, three pairs of socks, a heavy coat, a winter cap on top of a winter cap, and my nuts were still about to freeze off!
So after less than a day I wussied out and decided that the great north was NOT for me. I was going HOME (lived about fifteen minutes from Atlanta at the time). So after dinner, I went down to the airport to find out that it would be the next day before another flight was heading south that wasn’t going to have a layover in every rinky dink airport along the east coast. So I waited out that night.
The next morning, we had some time. I talked them into carrying me to Canada. We went about two miles across the border and I had them turn around. Noone understood it. I told them I just wanted to say I’d been to Canada. Now get me back below the Mason-Dixon line.
That is some beautiful country up that way, in pictures.
I’m sorry buddy, but I enjoy the south, where I can go fishing in the winter if I want, WITHOUT A SAW.


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#15 posted 01-17-2012 07:46 AM

I really enjoyed reading your posts William, thanks for sharing!

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