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This is Rich

John Kerry appointed Climate Czar for the US. He is going to change the climate and save the world.

Really:

And coming to a snake oil salesman near you. We are all doomed.

If you think censorship in social media is a right wing conspiracy theory, think again.

First step: Climate lockdown and a ban of all consumption of red meat. PETA is all in a tizzy over this one.

You can see the whole video here.

No sane person believes that the federal government can improve the weather by imposing a climate lockdown. But one will happen anyway, as soon as the Democratic Party has the political leverage to impose it – January 22, 2021.

This is rich:

“Doug Ford, Premier of Ontario, says: All Canadians deserve access to world-class health care.”

Yes we do and no we don’t have world class health care. I am sure you have heard all of the horror stories of extremely long wait times. My own son had to wait 18  months for an ACL operation and my other son is still waiting for an operation on his serious varicose veins condition – 3 years and counting.

If you have an acute life threatening problem then yes, our health care system responds well but even that care is compromised due to procedural and diagnostic delays.

Canada’s health care system is a joke. Why? Because it is government run. Just like their Cannabis file, the entire Canadian system is smoke and mirrors.

This is even richer

The President of the CBC Lives In Brooklyn and commutes to Ottawa.

The rules are meant for thee and not for me for I am an elite and considered essential and you’re not. So there!

BTW I make almost $450K a year and you don’t. So there!

Only in Canada you say.

And she has pink hair to boot.

Y’know, I don’t trust anyone who has pink hair or whose name in Lance.

And the richest of them all?

Notice the middle guy wearing the pearls. Yes the President or is it Chairman of the Communist Party of China, the man responsible for all of the shyte we are currently going through – photo-shopped in btw.

What a world we live in where a President wins the Nobel prize for doing nothing and a President elect is considered a Person of the Year for doing nothing and a tyrant is also considered Person of the Year (by many) for infecting millions and millions of people with the Wuhan virus, then lying about it (tongue in cheek). And Kamala??????

And yet no mention of the two scientists who invented the Covid vaccine. It wouldn’t have fit the progressive narrative to the folks at “Time.”

Oh wait. That yellow man is still president isn’t he?

Latest bit of 1984

YouTube (owned by google) takes down Scott Adams (Dilbert creator) video criticizing Democrats. Facebook censors anyone critical of Biden or Democrats.

That is why I am no longer on Facebook and why I no longer use google or Bing as my browser or search engine. You can do something you know to fight this madness.

My nomination for Person of the Year is:

See the source image

So there.

SJ………Out

End of………..

The end of snow – so says our climate gurus and the UN.

2020 snow in Austria.

Love this. The Maldives were supposed to be underwater by 01 January 2018. Last time I checked they are still above water. As are Vanuatu and other Pacific Atolls. The UN’s response when confronted with this news? “Oh, the islands and Atolls have risen up vertically.”

Wonderful Side of Maldives - Gets Ready

Climate Change is real man. Right!

Boy, are we in trouble as a country. Our MINISTER OF FINANCE!!??

And then there is this:

Typical liberal-speak. Mumbo Jumbo. This is what our nation has come to.

As a nation, with leadership like this, Canada is doomed.

Hey, the US finally confirm their President today.

Now this is God’s President Elect:

The “President” in Sequoia National Forest. One of the photographers is that tiny speck to the left of the trunk. This president is 3200 years old.

Here is a good climate change song.

 

 

It’s The Economy Stupid.

They may be exempt but remember: they shit just like us and their shit stinks just like us. They cough and sneeze and fart and belch just like us. They are not immune from sickness nor exempt from death so why may I ask are these so called elites exempt from the rest of us.

It makes no sense.

It is just “Covid Insanity”

Senior company executives are among travelers set to be exempt from Covid-19 quarantine restrictions for international arrivals in England, meaning they will not have to self-isolate for up to a fortnight.

Recently signed elite sportspeople, performing arts professionals, TV production staff and journalists will also not have to abide by quarantine restrictions if arriving from a country outside of England’s travel corridor from 4am on Saturday.

Announcing the move on Twitter, the transport secretary, Grant Shapps, said “high-value business travelers” would be exempt from quarantine rules in an effort to boost the economy, “subject to specific criteria being met”.

Boost the economy? The very people needed to get this economy going again are in quarantined isolation.

The elites are not what an economy makes.

Trudeau JFK Shirtless

In Canada

Ezra Levant: Trudeau's plan to monitor "truth" in election ...

After all, I am a feminist

“Hey, I heard you was a feminist Justin.”

Barack Obama is paired with Shrek and world leaders in ...

C’mon, just a little peck.

“By the way Obama. What’s an economy anyway?”

 

SJ………..Out

Monk’s Orchard

An excerpt from my latest book: Monk’s Orchard:

As they were making their way out of the harbor Michael noticed
a large galleon to windward off their starboard side coming down on Drake’s ship. She was upwind and had the weather gauge on Drake. There was nothing he could do. His ship could not tack or reach that far up wind to intercept her.

Michael immediately assessed the situation and the danger that Drake’s ship was in. He called down to his boatswain to haul in the stay sail sheets as hard as he could muster the crew. He then ordered the helmsman to steer a course that would intercept the Spanish galleon but upwind of Drake to such an extent to add separation between Drake and the Spanish ship. His stay sail innovation proved itself as MONK’S ORCHARD came upwind and sailing off the headwind by about thirty-five degrees. MONK’S ORCHARD heeled hard to port submerging many of the port side gun ports, which had been closed to protect the cannons, powder and shot. As the ship heeled you could hear pandemonium below decks as those items not secured for sea came thrashing and rolling about. MONK’S ORCHARD’s course and speed carried her between Drake’s ship and the Spanish galleon until such time as she now had the weather gauge on the galleon. Michael altered course to starboard and came through the wind then fell off until he had a speed and aspect advantage on the Spanish ship. MONK’S ORCHARD steadied up. Michael had the gun decks cleared while barreling down on the Spanish — bow on. At the last minute, and about three hundred yards upwind he altered hard to starboard, presented a beam aspect then opened fire with his port guns. He struck a mark for, in an instant, there was a large explosion. This was followed by a series of smaller blasts then a massive detonation what could only mean one thing: a direct hit on the powder hold. The ship came apart in a thousand pieces. The ship’s hull disintegrated under the weight of the explosion. The fireworks display was as impressive as it was frightening.

Michael looked at the carnage in amazement but was saddened at the inevitable loss of life. He made the sign of the cross. The men in Drake’s ship yelled and screamed their thanks and approval to Michael. Michael fell off, and then fell back into Drake’s formation as they headed out to sea. The English fleet barely suffered a scratch with this raid. The Spanish lost over ten thousand tons of provisions and considerable material damage to their ships. It would set their invasion plans back by about a year.

Love it.

SJ…………..Out

Check out Monk’s Orchard by clicking on the link at the top of the page. Thanks…John

Kurofune

An excerpt from my book Kurofune: The Black Ships

My dearest Ruthie,

All is well here, Ruthie, and we’ve been very busy. Training has
increased substantially… (redacted)… and we are also continuing
with our various construction projects. The weather is fine, no, spectacular.
It may be some time before you hear from me again… (redacted)
I went for a long walk yesterday. In fact this letter is being written
at one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen on the island, not
far from our camp. From my perch and vantage point high up on one
of the hills, I can see out across the crystal clear waters of the Pacific
Ocean, which are strikingly blue, with glaringly white, feathering
spray flying off the tops of the whitecaps. The wind here, being such
a constant force from the northeast, can whip up the sea into a
dangerous dancing cauldron, while at the same time cooling and
caressing one from the tropical heat and humidity. The waves inshore
appear short and long: running, cascading, then breaking in a line
from right to left, like some horizontal plane of falling dominos, and
crashing with such force onto a beach of the blackest sand you could
ever imagine—as black as a moonless, starless night in Bremerton.
The contrasts are breathtaking and out of this world.

The beach is surrounded on three sides by low-lying dunes, as if
protected somehow from the small hills and overhanging cliffs that
envelop, protect, and calm the waters as they flow from their seaward
mouth into the throat of this broad bay. The transition area from the
beach to the high tide line and brush is skirted by the greenest,
fullest, and tallest coconut palms that I have ever seen, standing and
swaying like mythical guards to protect this idyllic place from evil
spirits. For it is a place of happiness and peace. If only you could be
here with me now to complete this awesome picture of nature’s splendor.
It is a scene that could only be surpassed by your natural, wholesome
beauty.

I can just see a small boy and his father in the distance, throwing
their nets from a black volcanic outcropping that juts out into the bay,
as if taunting and challenging nature’s strength with every cast. As
each and every wave responds and crashes into it, spray goes everywhere.
It is so very peaceful, so very beautiful, so very natural.
I can only imagine the folklore, the legends and myths that are
part of the culture of this wonderful place. Dark tales of lost loves, of
jealousies, of death, of rebirth, and of eternal joy… of Pele, Lohiau,
Pehe, and Makakehau, and other mythological supernatural beings
of this strange but beautiful place. It is here in this spectacular setting
that I bear witness to all of these strange icons of local legends and
mythology of this sacred place to ask you for your hand in marriage. I
can’t be there in person to ask this of you, as I long to be, but I can
write these words to you as I look out at one of the most beautiful
scenes that I have ever seen and ask you to be my wife, and I your
husband, forever and ever. I love you, Ruth, and this mystical, magical
place will be my testament to you forever.

Always, in my heart,

Ted

Love it….sailing. My next book for sure.

SJ………Out

Check out Kurofune by clicking the link at the top of this page. Thanks…John