Oh! Canada

Like most Americans, I imagine Canada as a colder, somewhat more boring version of our own country, filled with polite and industrious people who strive in vain to find ways to distinguish their country from ours other than the fact that they sort of pronounce the word "out" like "oot." Having never bothered to actually, you know, visit Canada, I am well aware that these generalizations may be just a shade unfair.

And now I come to find out that they're a bunch of dirty, dirty perverts:

Group sex between consenting adults is neither prostitution nor a threat to society, the Supreme Court of Canada ruled on Wednesday, dismissing arguments that the sometimes raucous activities of so-called "swingers" clubs were dangerous.

Canada has "raucous" swingers clubs? Who knew? I mean, this sort of thing makes my dear, dirty hometown, Los Angeles, look staid and stodgy by comparison!

"Consensual conduct behind code-locked doors can hardly be supposed to jeopardize a society as vigorous and tolerant as Canadian society," said the opinion of the seven-to-two majority, written by Chief Justice Beverley McLachlin.

That's a dirty girl, Bev! By the way, have you met Pat O'Brien?

The court was reviewing an appeal by Jean-Paul Labaye, who ran the L'Orage (Thunderstorm) club. He had been convicted of running a "bawdy house" -- defined as a place where prostitution or acts of public indecency could take place.

Okay, the whole "bawdy house" thing is a bit Victorian-sounding, but hey, it was overturned. So go crazy, Canadian style!

Just remember, folks, what happens in Moose Jaw stays in Moose Jaw!