Ann Coulter - Is Free Speech Free?

Ann Coulter has become a household name in not only the United States, but Canada also. Although the reasons are not the same. Ann Coulter is an American conservative social and political commentator. She is well known for her right-wing political opinions and how she defends them. Coulter is the author of 7 books and a weekly newspaper column. She started her university tour in Canada and things came to a halt at the University of Ottawa. Before she had even entered Canada, she received an e-mail from the university telling her to watch what she says, for free speech in Canada is a little different than the States.
Freedom of speech in Canada isn't as free as one might think. Canadians laws puts limits onto what is acceptable to say and what is not. Promoting hatred towards any identifiable group is not only considered inappropriate but also could lead to criminal charges of hate speech. Saying anything that promotes that any one group of people is better or worse is considered hate speech. An identifiable group is defined as any section of the public distinguished by colour, race, ethnic origin or sexual orientation. Any one who promotes hatred on anyone of those groups of people may be charged with criminal charges of hate speech.
Ann Coulter may have step over a line but it is her opinion. She shouldn't be charged for a hate speech that she wasn't even allow to give. She was just giving her opinions on the matter, that doesn't mean anyone has to listen to her. No one was forced to go to her speech, and even if you did go, you don't have to agree with her thoughts. She should be able to voice her opinions without being hated against. If you don't like her, don't go.

Bang! Bang!

I thought I had escaped. The noise of his boots cut through the silence that surrounded me. I turned my head around to see his old, worn out hat sliding down, shadowing his face. His eyes were deep holes, burying down to his skull, staring at me. His shabby jacket smelled heavily of cigarette smoke and whiskey. He held his guns with great confidence, like nothing he could do, could go wrong. His skin red and rough from the elements of the earth around him. His bread was like brown grass sprouting from his cheeks. His eyebrows were like two cateripillars crossed over his eyes, raising slightly as they glazed my way. His jeans were worn and dirty, hanging from his waist. He cornered me against a barrel and the gun was held to my face.

3, 2, 1, I'm Gone!!

2 days. 2 days I had left before I got my life back. My sister took over my life 6 months ago when she annouced her engagement. I hatred the thought of this wedding, they were totally wrong for each other, but they called it love at first sight. As if. Everyone always said they're like two peas in a pod, I disagreed with that. I was the only one who could see through them, and my sister's husband-to-be was bad to the bone. It was clear as day, that he was pulling her leg in this dating game. If I was in her shoes, I would dump him fast. No one believed me when I said he was no good. My mother always says "Don't jump to conclusions, and not to judge a book by it's cover." But I wasn't. I just had a feeling that this guy was wrong for her. Everytime I tried to help this guy I give an inch, and he takes a mile. I was getting very upset.
At the crack of dawn, my mother started yelling up the staircase, "Ashley, come down stairs and let's head to the banquet hall.
"I'm not going," I screamed back.
"But your sister needs your help. There is loads to do," my mother said annoying.
"Why do we have to leave so early?"
"The early bird gets the worm." my mother hollard.
"But the second mouse get's the cheese." I called. I got out of bed and ready.
We all piled into the car and starting driving to the hall. That's when I posed the question. "Are you happy with him?"
"Of course, he's the apple of my eye." she responded. "Why?"
"I think you should stop and smell the roses before you put all your eggs in one basket." I rebutled.
"What are you saying?"
"I think you should slow it down, maybe go back to dating."
"Been there, done that. I love him. People are always telling me I was always a bridesmaid, but never a bride, and now is my time to prove them wrong," my sister moaned.
I thought are a moment before saying anything. "It's better safe than sorry. I think you are making a mistake."
"He has a big heart, and he loves me."
"Love is blind, you don't know what your saying. He doesn't care about you. I bet he would lose his head if it wasn't attracted to his body." I explained.
"Ashley, mind your manners," interrupted my mother.
"Your driving me insane!" cried my sister.
"Just listen to me and understand."
"No! Just leave me alone!" she yelled.
"Don't tempt fate," my mother calmly added.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that," I shouted, "I'm leaving!" I stormed out of the car and headed home.