Turdeau put down his annual budget yesterday. Like previous budgets we’re falling further and further into debt. Or is that farther and farther. Its (the budget) or it’s (it is) about who you may ask or is it whom. No matter, dispense with the grammar and spelling lessons and lets look at this budget.
“The Liberals deliver a budget that has nothing to do with budgeting or the national economy” (Coyne: National Post)
Oh you mean just like Tru-dope’s knowledge of foreign affairs is entirely foreign to him? Or his stance on the environment in that no decision(s) will be made without a gender based analysis being done.
Oh you mean we’re screwed!

Yes this budget is the first budget in Canada, perhaps the world, that will be gender based.
What the hell does that mean? Let’s ask her:
Shocking I tell you. Just shocking.
“Oh you mean we’re screwed here in Canada.
Or perhaps to put it a little more bluntly: Canadians are F&%ked as well. Gender based huh. Only in pithy Canada would someone’s body come up with one like that. Time to get off this planet.
But hey Canada, at least you have a good handle on pipelines now. Oh you mean this:
This is about the only pipeline one will ever see in Canada under True-dope. Pity.
Gov’t wants to completely regulate all aspects of the private sector. Because, you know, only government intervention of the private sector will produce tangible results. Oh you mean like the “Phoenix” pay system – that harbinger of pay efficacy that is entirely fooked up as it is a gender based system:
Hey Canadians. With this Liberal Government:
Hard to find a song of the day for today’s post: Perhaps this is appropriate:
Short today.
SJ……………………………………………..Out

“Howdy Pardner. I’m the Prime Minister of Canada and you’re not.”
Hey, I’m just a “Cowgirl in the Tar Sands”
How romantic. They get no respect, and nothing else either! But she has flowers in her hair.
Who would you rather have represent you? Her?
Some of these athletes are really dumbing down. Stick to your sport.
“Please, to all of the gods out here. Please make sure Gerald is happy with my trip here to India? I know Canadians back home are not but who cares about them dear god. They are not me and I love being me because I am me and they’re not me…..amen….oops, I mean…ah-people…..ah…ah…choo!”

Woman’s hockey final was very exciting. But I hate to see a team win or lose in a shootout. Too much like that beautiful game they call football:
And they won for heaven sakes.
Now that’s a beautiful game gals. Thanks.