The Urinator
I guess everybody and their mother has seen the photo by now of a drunken oaf relieving himself - quite gleefully it would seem, too - on the War Memorial in the wee hours of July 2nd.
At least... I hope it was in the wee hours of July 2nd and not just in the late hours of CANADA DAY!! Grr.
As I have posted elsewhere on the internet, buddy peepee isn't even giving the peace sign to the photographer - hilariously (although only to irksome gits like me, as it turns out) described as a 63 year old retired army dentist. The type of guy just sure to make a mountain out of a molar...
Ahem.
Anyway, the "Hang 'im High" brigade is all over this one like cheap soup (okay - I know it's "a cheap suit" but I like "cheap soup" better) and want an example to be made of this fellow. (Although... the fact that he might be German and making a statement re the unworkability of multiculturalism seems to have escaped their notice...) But I say - all statues look alike in the dark. Did he really know he was pissing on the War Memorial? Or did he think he was pissing on the Famous Five?
Or as a lawyer might say - Was there intent?
And as an even better lawyer might say - Was he too drunk to know what he was doing was... wrong?
Of course, the best lawyer might say - Just plead guilty to being drunk and disorderly in a public place. The dead vets would understand.
Oh, and by the way, I believe the sign he is making to the camera with his free hand is the "AWESOME!" sign. Which means he really enjoyed the fireworks, at least.
Yay! Canada Day!!
