Whatever distant relationship I have to Andrew Jackson of Tennessee is one I am proud to hold. Jackson once held a ball at his home, prior to which someone, as a joke of some kind, sent an invitation to the town's only mother/daughter prostitute team, thinking the ladies would be insulted and the sender could tell the joke later. When the ladies showed up at the appointed hour with invitations in hand, Jackson invited them in as guests, and he waltzed with them as couretously as any gentleman would waltz with any lady invited to his party. When the ladies left they still had no idea that someone had tried to embarass them.
When some South Carolinians threatened to cede from the Union, Jackson was asked if he had any message for them. "Yes, I have. Please give my compliments to my friends in your state, and say to them that if a single drop of blood shall be shed there in opposition to the laws of the United States, I will hang the first man I can lay my hands on engaged in such treasonable conduct, upon the first tree I can reach."
Gentlemen, we request your presence at the Vancouver Public Library this Thursday evening in the atrium from 7-9:00 pm where you will find us outside Blenz Coffee bar. We wear Israeli flags on our hats and we don blue scarves in solidarity with our fellows struggling against barbarism and dhimmitude in France. If you provide the gentlemanly manners I will provide the old hickory. Please join us to discuss the nature of our politic in this united Canadian nation.