Mice that roar

The silly spat over a spit of land in the Eastern Arctic continues to percolate as Canada and Denmark trade oh yeahs, with each other.

Hans Island may be the most sought after piece of rock since the Skipper and Gilligan fought over the affections of the Island girls Mary Ann, Ginger and Lovey Howell. In a world that seems to be spiraling further and further out of control with real problems, here we are landing military personnel and leaving booze behind to stake our claim.

The Danes of course take offense to our militarization of a clump of rocks, though they recently sent their own battalion of Island claimants to plant a flag and leave some booty.

It's farcial to the degree of Monty Python or at least Rick Mercer, this tit for tat claiming of land of Hans, but there it is, we say it's ours, they say its theirs, the Americans probably laughing all the way suggesting that neither actually have the military to hold it.

At the heart of the claim of course is money, while previously unwanted and lacking in attention the possibility of mineral deposits in offshore areas of Hans if not on the island itself has everyone's attention and thus the sniping, snitching and spitting. For now the main battleground appears to be the internet where various websites, blogs and chat rooms have taken on the cause of Hansian fate.

One would assume that saner heads will eventually prevail, what with the likes of Al Qaeda and such out there to really seek our attention. But for now it's a nice little diversion and surely a movie of the week plot for some aspiring Canadian film maker looking for a quick Canada Council grant.

The Danes, if serious should strike fast though, with Canada's military including it's super secret JTF II folks tied up with work in Afghanistan, the time may never be better for a sneak attack. But if they aren't careful Canada will unleash a most powerful weapon, designed to render even the most belligerent nation a weak quivering mass of jelly, look out Denmark the troops may be out of country but we've got the Carolyn, any more crap from you and we'll send her to Copenhagen! Play nice Denmark we have way more wingnuts to send your way.

Be warned ye shall reap what ye shall sow!