Month: January 2025

In The Beginning

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And then there was light.

In the beginning there was a big bang. And from that big bang a nation was born. And that nation was China, a maker of crap and a developer of human excrement, suffering and sewer oil. A true interloper and champion of totalitarianism and consumer product mediocrity.

And the globalists were happy.

And out of that big bang, on the first day, a city state was born. And they called it Wuhan. And that city was virulent.

But the globalists plugged their noses, held their breaths, farted  and smiled as they were all very, very happy. Woo…Hoo, Wuhan!

And on the second day a new organization was born. And they, the globalists, called it the United Nations. An august body that was formed in July. Therein followed by elitism in the World Health Organization. Who?The World Health Organization stupid, and the World Economic Forum (WEF)- woof!  Lead by doctors who are not really doctors. But true followers of the cause for world domination. But they all love Wuhan and China. They virulently love Wuhan. “This is our ticket,” they all yelled in babel confucius…er…confusion.

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And then little nation states were born. One was called Kanada. Why was it called Kanada? No one really knows, least of all the globalists.

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Don’t look at me

But Kanada was a good little player and supported the globalist cause. Kanada admired China’s dictatorship because they could turn their economy around on a dime…See the source image

…something Kanada truly envied but was hogtied in implementing their post nasal drip…er post nation state dream. So Kanada went rogue and prorogued.

And the globalists smiled…and were very, very, very happy with Kanada.

And on the third day something flew out of the Wuhan nest. And it was not good but the Globalists were very happy. The non doctors of the UN and of the WHO’s on first, with the WWF…er WEF…  on second were virulently ecstatic for they had found their cause…and their power broker. “Oh, I don’t know…”it was a force multiplier. Whew! And the cause was viewed as good…for them…for mankind…for them…for people kind…for them. It was called “Winter Knockdown” followed by “Summer Slam.” This was viewed as being very good but not for the feint of heart.

The globalists smiled for they were very content with their progress to date.

And on the fourth day a plague was born. A virus…so contagious it forced all of the Chinese to wet their pants and sell them off at their wet markets, which were located across the city. The virus was more virulent and progressive than their sewer oil, a hot commodity of the Chinese market.

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And the globalists and Kanada cheered for they had found their catalytic converter…er cataclysmic conversion…to transform mankind into their own likeness. Their god Gaia had been born. And they were happy and pleased with themselves. They wanted to spread the good cheer and this they achieved in dramatic fashion during the new year from China. “Go out and multiply” was their religious cadence to the beat of their chopsticks. And this they did…all over the world. Italy, Spain, Kanada, France, UK….It became…Chinese food for naught.

And the globalists were very happy indeed.

And on the fifth day something extraordinary happened. The virus, or plague, spread all over the world…to the delight of the WHO. Who? The World Health Organization stupid, and the WEF, and Kanada, and Zoro, Faucet, Yates and a few other global potentates.

“Lockdown, lockdown” became their rallying cry. “But not for me” they cried. “For thee.” For thee are like sheep, especially Kanadians from Kanada. And they were pleased and righteous…er, no leftists, as they gave out millions of masks developed by their chosen people…the Chinese…that had exceeded their best before date. They were crap. They were useless. But no matter. “Wear that mask.” So says the WHO. Who? The World Health Organization stupid. For they are ineffective. And Yates was extremely happy to reduce the world’s population by 6 billion people. If the masks don’t do it, then the vaccine will. And if that doesn’t work well?….the Chinese sewer oil definitely will.  Zoro chimed in to the tune of AN..TEE…FAH; AN…TEE…FAH; AN…TEE…FAH, and Baseball League Major; Baseball League Major. “Er George, not MLB spelled backwards but BLM for Black Lives Matter.” And Kanada’s Trudeau smiled and showed off his socks, which were sooo vibrant in virulent colours.

No matter. The globalists all took a knee because they were extremely happy with their creation. They worshiped Gaia.

And on the 6th day, things finally fell into place for the globalists. “It was never about the plague.” Dr Knumbnuts of the United Nations revealed. “So true,” Dr I.M Coughin of the WHO agreed. Who? The World Health Organization stupid.

“We took our lead from Kanada.” they said. “Kanadians will do anything they are told to do. Wear useless masks? No problem. Wear it on.”

And the globalist were very happy. For on this 6th day they tied this plague to Mother Earth, Gaia, their god, that Gaia was not happy and that the Plague of the Wuhan Virus was really caused by Climate Change / Global Warming and not some mixture of sewer oil and Chinese food. Gaia was not amused. Kanadians went ballistic with joy and were sooo smug in their happiness.

“Time for a major reboot of the World Economy, Religion, Education and Governance.” Dr Banderas from Mexican’t proclaimed as the lead procrastinator of the United Nations Security Council. Dr Freeourland, Kanada’s lead representative of the WHO, responded in kind. Who? The World Health Organization stupid. “This plague has given us a golden opportunity to reboot the entire world economy placing Gaia as our head.” She said. “Green, green… green it will be.” as she blew a huge greenie into the face of Dr Banderas, sitting on her far left because she forgot to sneeze into her inside elbow, which was the accepted sneeze protocol although her elbow was laid bare by her sleeveless dress.

And the Globalist were very happy indeed for they had their hands firmly crunched on the gonads of the world. They had their god Gaia. They had their holy trinity of fear, terror, panic. They had Kanada. “You’re all going to die.” became their mantra, their creed, their gospel. And their rosary of anxiety, depression and violence was forced upon all the disbelievers to submit to their credo. “Just look to Kanada.” they re-snorted…er…retorted.

See the source imageAnd on the 7th day they, the globalists, rested for they had achieved their goal for world domination. The procrastinators of the United Nations, the non doctors of the WHO…who?…the World Health Organization stupid, and the World Economic Forum were extremely happy.

And then there was darkness!

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Anticipation

 

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Bulk Carrier Paralyzed On Lake Erie As Ice Coverage Exceeds 50-Year Trend

Climate misinformation and disinformation, relentlessly pushed by far-left corporate media outlets, had their readership believing they were on the brink of perishing on a fiery planet—blaming everything from Taylor Swift’s private jet travels to cow farts in late 2024.

Then came ‘Old Man Winter,’ unleashing a polar vortex across the eastern half of the US, bringing record-low temperatures in some regions. Multiple winter storms traversed the Mid-Atlantic and Northeast, including an incredibly rare snowstorm that battered New Orleans (bordering Gulf of America waters) that nearly surpassed a snowstorm last seen 130 years ago.

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Yeah, butt, but, it is dry ice!! So say the climate activists. “Don’t touch it or your hand will shatter. And, it is Lake Erie mineral water.

Must be a Liberal.

Holy tamale wars

“That’s why we will look, as we have in the past, at things that have replacements for Canadian consumers that wouldn’t be tariffed,” Trudough said. “The example from last time was Heinz’s ketchup being replaced by French’s ketchup because French’s was still using French Canadian tomatoes in its ketchup.” – as opposed to an English tomato.

Why?

“Because it is French, Frenchy, French’s. Everything that is good in Canada, including me, comes from Quebec. If it is French’s then it must be good.” So says Trudough.

Heinz is fascist. No he’s not! He’s from Ontario!

Sieg Heinz

French Canadian version of the Nazi salute:

A B.C. museum says it’s preserved the railcar from which Pierre Trudeau gave the finger to ...

This comment and salute caused quite a stir in English Canada.

Butt!…

“With the exception of the five years from 2015 to 2020, we have made HEINZ Ketchup in Canada for more than 100 years. We were resolute in our decision to bring the production of HEINZ Ketchup back to Canada in 2020 and are proud that HEINZ Ketchup is made in Canada, by Canadians, using Canadian tomatoes,” wrote the company in a statement.

Yeah, but it is not a French tomato.

French Canadian anthem: Separate! Separate! Dance to the music.

Holee tamalee! We do have eejits for leaders in this country.

 

La Tomatina is a vibrant and energetic festival held in Buñol, Spain, where thousands of people from around the globe come together for an enormous tomato fight. The streets are transformed into a se

Liberal stock party – in Leamington Ontario. “Let them eat poutine.”

Only in Canada you say? Pity… and shitty Monsieur.

Everyone is a fascist. Even her!

 

Caminoman Excerpt

 

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An excerpt:

‘I left the church and found the gîte, which was located near the
monastery of the church itself. Its large heavy alabaster colored oak
door creaked with age as it opened. The large open space inside was
exceptionally clean and functional with its array of bunks, showers
and a small, but functional kitchen. The small man I had seen at the
tourist office was there rummaging through the cabinets for whatever
items may have been left behind by other pilgrims. There were two
other pilgrims there as well. An older man who identified himself
as Laurent from Brittany, and the other man, Guy, who was slightly
younger, hailed from Paris. You could tell Laurent was a seasoned
hiker just by looking at him for he was well tanned and extremely fit
for his age. His facial features had a Marty Feldman like appearance
as his eyes bulged outward as if he was completely astounded and
surprised by everything that was going on around him. Such as
us! He also had an extremely large handlebar moustache that was
as white as new fallen snow. That, along with his thinning hairline,
gave away an age that was senior. ‘Laurent has probably done these
Caminos many times,’ I thought. He may be a “Caminoman” like Jos
Sollet, the asshole Dutchman I had encountered way back on day one
at the Vézelay Abbey. That seems like a different age to me now even
though it was only a few weeks back. Man, so much has happened
since then. So many people and experiences have crossed my path.
Guy, on the other hand, was tall and lanky, wiry even. Anorexic
would be an apt description of him. He was not athletic, having
a very pale, sickly complexion. Yet that may be how he presented
himself after days of slogging on the trail. Don’t know.

Gil

Suddenly, unexpectedly, the spoken French words. Loud and
animated.

“Sacrebleu, Sacrebleu, Mes amis. Mon Dieu, rien ici. Those madmen
French pilgrim men left nothing…nothing here. Mon Dieu.”
“Qu’est-ce que il y a monsieur. What’s up?”
“You can speak English Canadien. I understand.”
“How did you know I spoke English only?”
He looked at me as if he was a mad dervish and said in a deliberate
fashion. “Because monsieur, your French is very, very bad and…
and…” he paused for effect and pointed at my rucksack. “That is a
Canada flag…no?”
“Ah oui monsieur, so it is. My name is James…or Jim. Jim Morrison.”
Before he could retort with the obvious remark I said. “No, no, no
monsieur. He is dead. I am alive. No relation.”

He raised his eyebrows, tilted his head backward and examined
me. It was a comical pose as I was a good head taller than he was.
Hmmm, he said. “Je m’appelle Gil. Gil Tremblanc, avec un “C” et
non un “K” monsieur Jim “light my fire” Morrison.

He chuckled to himself, and then continued. The others ignored
him, but I had to watch.
“No food here. No lentils, no pasta, damn, Mon Dieu Jim “light
my fire” Morrison, nothing. I need some carbs. Pasta – spaghetti
or macaroni. Carbs monsieur. I need carbs if I am to survive…no
flourish, during this march. You can see I am very thin. I am always
hungry. What’s the odds monsieur? What are the odds of this to
occur? To have nothing here in the fridge…in the cupboards? Let
me think about that.” Mumbling to himself for a few seconds, he
looked up to the ceiling and shook his fist. “You, you, yes you, you
righteous pilgrim gawds are all the same to me. No food, no mercy
for us poor pélerins. What are the odds of this? Five to one, I am
sure of dat. Sacrebleu. Mon Dieu.”’

Buen Camino.

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Watch this. It is long but explains very clearly what challenges Canada is facing.

Say all what you want about Trump but he resolved the hostage crisis with HAMAS before he assumed office. Biden, funny enough, with his lackey Blinken tried everything in their  power to undermine and sabotage every effort by Trump’s team to negotiate and solve the crisis. And that is a fact…jack. But to all those Canadians who suffer from Trump Derangement Syndrome (TDS), Trump remains an existential threat to security and democracy and has to go. What does existential mean anyway? I don’t know. Do you?

Canada’s response to Trump’s trade 25% tariffs? Madness! We have idiots for Premiers. Only Danielle Smith, the premier of Alberta, sees reality for what it is and understands Trump’s motives. She does not support nor did she sign the Premier’s accord. She knows that Trump’s bombastic rhetoric is code for: NEGOTIATE. Trudough and his provincial premieric (sic) buddies are not happy. How bloody provincial(e) can you get?

An then there is this:

Trouble is that a great number of insecurity complex minded Canadians will take this seriously.

Liberal leadership race. “Mark Carney” is like a side show carney. Why is he the front-runner for the Liberal Leadership? Well he and Trudough and Freelunch are World Economic Forum sycophants. You know the “you will own nothing but you will be happy. That dystopian nightmare or the Great Reset which is code for totalitarian communism. It only makes sense that Trudough endorses Carney to relieve him. If nominated he becomes the de facto Prime Minister without being elected. How democratic is that?

If you think Trudough was bad for Canada well then Carney is Trudough on steroids. Carney has more radical enviro – mental views than Trudough and what makes him dangerous is that he is a well educated elitist.

Under the Liberal banner, Canada could become this:

Scene from Metropolis.

My morning prayer…repeat. Like the rosary I say this prayer every single day:

Dear Lord, please, please give us a new British-like music invasion. Hey, we’ll even take one from Canada. Please, please take Justin Bieber, Beyonce and Taylor Swift and give us a newer version of Led Zeppelin, The Stones…Beatles….ELO, anyone or any band or anyone person or group with real talent, and that doesn’t suck or sound the same. Please dear lord…PLEASE…Amen!

Have a nice day:

Great song by an great Canadian band: The Northern Pikes

Oh, and for those suffering TDS and want to avoid inauguration day comes this lefty med:

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Or:

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If everyone ‘s a Nazi then nobody ‘s a Nazi:

Canada’s Hill Times

says:

The Hill Times, Canada’s most heavily subsidized lefty weekly, yesterday likened the election of a “Canadian” Conservative Parliament in 2025 to the “beginning of Nazi authoritarianism” in Canada. The newspaper earlier criticized Opposition Leader Pierre Poilievre for opposing subsidies to newsrooms like the Hill Times: “All we need is a Reichstag fire for our rights to be suspended and to never return to democracy without a fight.”

Heil Pierre! How ya doing.

If Hitler was alive today he would not be impressed. “No, Canucks, Ik sayz to you dat der iz only von me!  undt ik bin dode.”

According to the left there is a Hitler under every conservative rock, hiding behind every conservative tree and under every conservative bed. Here ‘s a Hitler, there ‘s a Hitler, everywhere ‘s a Hitler, Hitler.

Or, how about this little gem.

From Mel Brook’s “The Producers.” If you have not seen this gem of a movie, “zo git it undt vatch it.”

If that is the best the lefty Liberals in Canada can do then we are all doomed if the Liberal left in Canada ever come to power again.

Nasty Nazi lefties.

No, just a bunch of lefty pigs at the trough:

“They need a real good whacking.” Yes they do. An election in Canada cannot come soon enough.

And as an added bonus: