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Carbon Crap….er Tax

A Carbon tax is being introduced nation wide by our dear leader. He made this announcement at the same time as environ-mental leaders were discussing environ-mental issues and carbon pricing initiatives down the road in Quebec with Ms McKenna, Canada’s Minister of the Environment, also known as Climate Barbie. Was this a planned pre-emptive strike? Don’t know but something sure is rotten in the state of Denmark!

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I cringed when B.C. brought in a Carbon Tax and I am cringing still with Trudeau’s Carbon taxing plan. It just tells me that these people have no clue with respect to basic chemistry 

Carbon © is an essential element of the Periodic Table (#6). I like to think of it as nature’s table or nature’s chemistry. Carbon forms the key component for all known life on earth so to tax Carbon is to tax all humanity for being, well, human. The human body is made up of 18.3% carbon.

If it is Carbon Dioxide (CO2) that our dear leaders are trying to control and capture then say so. CO2 is not C. But even CO2, which is comprised of one Carbon Atom and two Oxygen Atoms, is an important compound element of nature’s chemistry table. It is found when we exhale, when we fart, shyte and just about everything else that we do. It is a byproduct for much of what occurs here on our planet, organically or mechanically. Carbon Dioxide is not an environmental polluting agent because it is not detrimental or poisonous to life (Biology Cabinet). Carbon dioxide cannot kill living cells by altering their structure or physiology in the same way, for example, as a snake venom will. It can only suffocate an organism when Oxygen is not present at a sufficient concentration to sustain life. 

The difference between carbon dioxide and carbon monoxide is one less oxygen atom in the molecule of carbon monoxide. This small difference renders carbon monoxide toxic and carbon dioxide vital. V..I..T..A..L! 

I would hazard to guess that many of our politicians and their bureaucratic advisers are missing an atom or two as well. They’re policies are surely toxic.  And you know where this is headed?

What does Trudeau think of this Carbon Tax?

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Some stats:

That the Arctic would be ice free by 2014, then 2016                                  NOT

That the polar bear would be in dire straits by now.  Last I heard the band was doing alright with the members that they had.                                    NOT

That the Arctic ice melt will drown North America. Ever heard of Archimedes and his principle?  Eureka, I thought…………………………………………………………………………………………………NOT

Mt Kilimanjaro’s snow cap would disappear by now.                                 NOT

Some people are making big money out of this                                             YUP

No snow by now, by golly, ever again,                                                               NOT    Damn!

See the source image Say what? What did you say? No snow anymore? Am I in a dream state?

Sea levels are rising. At least not where I live. The tidal gauge hasn’t changed since 1853. Maldives are still there though the cabinet moved back on to dry land.                                                                                                              NOT

See the source imageWe want a Trillion Dollars UN

More severe weather. Only in the minds of the MSM                                 NOT

More floods, more wildfires, droughts, tornados, hurricanes               NOT

Severe weather. Oh, you mean stormy weather, etta boy                         NOT

Eastern Seaboard will disappear. Damn, no more Boardwalk?             NOT

Governments are collecting millions in taxes over this                           YUP

“Are you satisfied? That you steal our money and make jackasses out of us all??”                                                                                                                                          NOPE

(Katherine Hepburn to Burt Lancaster in the 1956 movie: “The Rainmaker”)

And millions upon millions and millions of people still believe this shyte.                                                                                                                                                   YUP

When I was growing up we were only concerned with or heard about the weather in our local hood. But today we learn of, or are aware of, floods in Bangladesh, Hurricanes in Haiti, Typhoons in the Philippines, Wildfires in New Mexico , Earthquakes in Italy, Drought in Sudan, the very instant that they occur. So no wonder it seems as if the entire planet is on a “tilt-a-meter.” Yet these events have always occurred. The only difference being is that today, unlike 30-40 years ago, global communications, the fear mongering UN, and apocalyptic reporting by the MSM have brought these naturally occurring events into our living rooms on a continuous basis……..Geeesh! And that is another reason I no longer watch the news on TV.

Trudeau to David Suzuki. Heard in passing:

Hey David, hahahahahahahah….we got that Carbon Tax through, hahahahahaha. Canadians are soooo naïve Davey…Can I call you Davey, David?….hahahahahah, and stupid. It’s like manna from heaven for a politician..hahahahah.

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But, but, but, you know what? hahahahahahahha. And this is the best part, hahahahahahahah. I can hardly talk here Davey. hahahahahahah….did you know that we exhale C02 with every breath we take? huh? Huh? Davey? Huh? hahahahahahah….we can tax the air…the air Davey. Think of it? Damn, I’m so good. How I love being me…hahahahaahahahahah.

Trudeau’s “Manna from Heaven” on wheels:

See the source imageIt’s really weed, man. Government weed!

Unless we begin to push back, we are doomed                                               YUP

“We’ll be taxing you! Every single day, we’ll be taxing you.”

“I’LL BE TAXING YOU”

 

Don’t know how you feel but “Sting’s” music has sucked ever since he left the “Police.”

 

Have a great Navy day.

 

SJ…………………………………………..Out

David Thompson

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Two Shillings and Six Pence

(David Thompson 1770-1857)

***

This winter’s shade  ‘s so cold and pale

It besets my gaze and arthritic limp

With chills and hunger’s ceaseless laugh

I sit like poverty’s brazen pimp

 

I sense death’s subtle whisper here

As she smothers all thoughts of present, seeing

No past, no future, no joyful screams

Just drains my life-blood’s present, being

 

Too weak to cry or beg to feed

Only Charlotte’s love to soothe my fear

To lose all pride and my self esteem

For a morsel’s taste of youth to cheer

 

Two shillings here and six pence keeps

My life away from some beggar’s fate

How I laugh at such a meager scrip

Of a legacy lost to some scoundrel’s bait

 

This Judas touch forsakes my warmth

Within this cloak of adventurous tales

While hunger sings its cryptic, sorrowful song

So hauntingly long, so distressingly stale

 

Yet my hands betray my mind’s ambition

Of an artist’s touch that sowed this land

From the chartless wasteland’s fearsome grasp

To mark and plot from a surveyor’s stand

 

Dear Philip, you saved such a restless being

With patience you taught this wretched card

From falling so deep in a darkening abyss

With death so close and knocking hard

 

The heavens await your observer’s touch, you said

So make your mark and claim your stake

Unlock the secrets that our lord has cast

And chart a course for man’s knowledge sake

***

I observed the cold Prince Rupert lands

That surround the grey vast inland sea

As I tracked the tundra’s hard core frost

And fed my mind’s curiosity

 

I observed the wasteland’s magnetic strength

That draws one in like a madman’s gaze

And witnessed the great white creature’s feats

These lords of the barrens, of the inland bays

 

I observed the lands where the muskrat calls

And let the beaver seduce the zealot’s mind

I observed, and marked…ten thousand times marked

And culled the wilderness’ fearsome grind

 

I observed and marked…ten thousand times… marked

With my dear and dependable friends

I marked the time on my sextant’s arc

And undermined the sun’s eternal bend

 

I observed and marked ‘cross prairie grass

Stark contrast ‘gainst the granite’s stoic stance

As far away as my eye could see

Just wave upon wave in a dreamlike trance

 

I observed the rivers that fed a thousand lakes

As their headwaters announced a torrent of spring

I observed the power of the snow pack’s flood

That fed and nourished my soul to sing

 

I marked the mountains with my measured glimpse

As they dwarfed my being within heaven’s glance

I observed their snow tops blinding strength

Like whitecaps whirled in some frightening dance

 

I reduced the stars from their heavenly maze

Like magic that masks the mathematician’s skill

Or the illusionist’s trick that traps the ignorant man

To marvel at some sorcerer’s skill

 

I dreamt of stars to capture thus

With my filtered plates and their golden arc

And hear my mark like some winsome sonnet, ring

And resonate through the superstitious dark

 

I marked the paths across this special land

Each river, each stream, each mountain pass clear

From Superior’s strength to Columbia’s Bar

With the 49th line in my sextant’s mirror

***

Yet my great map there in the great hall falls

Like a silent echo of some passionate deed

Observe… deceit in its projection thus

While rotting there with its mold-like seed

 

But the pain that lives within my heart

Not sorrowful pity or self-loathing disgust

It’s Arrowsmith’s torment, which lingers so

And rips my heart with such subtle thrusts

 

Just memories now to ease my pain

Such wondrous thoughts that no wealth could bring

 As marvelous dreams of dreams await

On the plains and the foothills, where the mountain streams sing

 

I’ll embrace death’s call for my observer’s touch

For I made my mark and I claimed my stake

I unlocked the secrets that my Lord did cast

And traced a course for man’s knowledge sake

 

(c) ShakeyJay 2015

This land is God’s land.

Have a great Navy Day

SJ……………………………………….Out

Weird and Wacky

I just read about this:

“I see the first nations want to buy the trans mountain pipeline from the government. So let me see if I’ve got this right. Trudeau’s government paid 4.9 billion dollars to buy the pipeline, now the first nations want to buy it for a similar amount. The only problem is that one of the first nations primary source of income is government largesse. And they pay no taxes. So if this deal goes through then the Canadian taxpayer will have paid 9.8 billion for the pipeline – that hasn’t been built yet. This sure sounds like liberal economics.”

BTW, Canada is now viewed as a nation that is unable to build anything of major importance!

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I didn’t know I was toxic. I’ll have to order one of those Haz-Mat suits from Amazon. Notice too in the ad that whitey males are toxic and black males are righteous.

https://youtu.be/ZJAgAzpmNnU

Or become New Age Enlightened. Like these guys

SNAG (see add above) or “How I Spent My Summer On Hornby Island.”

Or perhaps this guy.

I always hated this cartoon character.  Annoying!

From the new age journalism file comes this bit of journalistic professionalism…or “This is really awkward file:”

CNN host accuses guest of “White Privilege.” Only problem here being is that her guest was Black. She tried to apologize, accusing others such as her producer for her own lack of preparation, but her guest would not let her off the hook. In quoting Martin Luther King her guest stated that he would rather by judged by his character and deeds rather than by the colour of his skin…….or what razor he uses in the morning.

Be the best a man can be…not get….always.

Still a great song after all these years. Stevie Winwood (singer) was only 17 years old when this song was produced in the 60’s.  Play it LOUD!

Have a great Navy day.

Have a great weekend. Read ya Monday.

SJ…………………………….Out

Shakey Jay

My good friend George showed up one day:

“Hey Jay? What’s shakin today eh? Hey, I’m a poet.

“Yes you are George, yes you are”

“So Jay, before we even get started with all the craziness out there I would like to know one thing. How’d you get that handle, Shakey Jay anyway?”

“Well you see George, my hands shake. And my left hand really shakes. Much worse than the right. So most of my friends and not so friends call me Shakey. But I don’t mind. You see, whenever I had to perform in front of a crowd or give a presentation or a speech, the audience would equate my shakin hands to nervousness. Yet I am no more nervous than any one else. If one is anxious before public speaking, well so am I. If one’s hands sweat, well so do mine. If one has butterflies in their gut well so do I only mine are bigger. But, on top of all of that I have an additional affliction. No, affliction is not the right word here. A physical trait is more like it. It is something that is called a Benign Familial Tremor. I have had it all my life. Benign because it doesn’t grow as an affliction; Familial as it is hereditary, normally on the male side of a family, and Tremor for obvious reasons. It is now called an Essential Tremor although I really see nothing essential about it.”

“Sorry to interrupt Jay but again, who is one?”

“Let me share a very short but personal journey with you George.”

“I first noticed that something might be amiss with my hands when I was about 6 years old. On those summer days: hot, humid and sweaty, with a parched thirst, I would run to the fridge and to the consternation of all mothers out there, grab the chocolate milk carton with my sweaty, dirty palms, and bring my chapped, cracked, swollen dry lips to the spout and chug a lug to my hearts content. With my right hand there didn’t seem to be a problem. But when I grabbed it with my left hand, that carton would be a shakin all over. The contents of which were a shakin with me and a shakin all over me. But that was okay you see because for every swill with my left hand I had a chocolate milk shake.”

“It became apparent that the medical profession would not be in the cards for me. Indeed, dental surgery, neurosurgery was definitely out of the question. And you know what? I always wondered why on earth my parents never ever bought me a chemistry set as a kid.”

“As I got older I had to be very careful with the kind of work I did. Summer jobs were quite plentiful but some, like waiting tables, were not in the cards. But there was one city construction job that was right up my alley…workin the jackhammer. This job masked my physical trait…. and everything else for that matter – and our crew was something else indeed. Man oh man I cannot begin to tell you or show you how a crew of jackhammer artistes act while taking a break…off the job. But one thing I learned very quickly. Never, ever buy hot coffee during stand easy. And hot soup was definitely a no-no during lunch.”

“Nevertheless I moved on and was quite capable of living with my physical peculiarity. I joined the Navy at 23. During basic training there was one performance objective that really called for a steady hand… the small arms range. Needless to say I and my instructors were just a tad concerned. But you know what? With the rifle I had absolutely no difficulty at all. That’s because the NATO Standard FN rifle was heavy and I, being a left handed shot, had no difficulties with it. I actually attained marksman status at 1000 meters.”

“The sub machine gun was a blast as well. On single shot, I did have some difficulty and didn’t quite make the grade. But on staccato burst – man oh man – another story. The breech action on short burst was made for my affliction. And on fire for effect – full throttle, well those instructors had never seen anything like it. When my left handed finger action was engaged, nothing, and I mean nothing, was safe within a 25 yard radius I can tell you that. But there was one small arms weapon that was cause for concern: the 9mm pistol. Right handed, not too bad, both hands, I passed. But left handed? Not only did I hit my own target but I hit every other damn target down that firing line, without even trying. With my eyes closed for heaven sakes. It was a beautiful sight I can tell you seeing all of those other cadets on the firing line fall in turn or in unison and in panic to the ground for cover in perfect military fashion. Notwithstanding, even though I failed in the 9mm and was up for a career review because of it, I was able to convince the instructors that being on a ship the only gun I would ever fire would be a 5in 54 single shot howitzer that weighed in about 20 tons. I told the staff that I didn’t think I could lift it with my left hand. Needless to say common sense prevailed and I passed.”

“As the years went on the condition began to bug me as it would externalized my nervousness. So I went to see a neurologist.”

“Doc, what on earth can I do about this.”

“Well, he said, what seems to calm it down.”

“Well, says I, I do notice that when I have a few shooters the shakiness is less pronounced.”

“Well try that” he said.

“So, I did. It worked but not without its problems. You see, with a few shooters under the belt one gets a false sense of courage. I gave my presentation and asked for questions. One came. It was so stupid that I told the guy in no uncertain terms that his question was dumb and didn’t deserve an answer!”

Back to the doctor.

“Try these pills” he said, “but watch the dosage. Take 20 mg and see how that works out.”

“So, for the next presentation, a few minutes beforehand, I took the pill. It didn’t seem to work so I took another 2 just in case. Well, blah, blah blah, blah blah blah. Blah, blah blah. Whew.”

“Back to the doctor. He laughed, “you idiot. It takes about an hour for the pill to kick in. Try ½ dosage to start with.”

“Okay. I followed instructions and gave the presentation. Now, from your perspective it may have sounded all right. But from my perspective it sounded kind of like this……………..Myyyyy naaaameeee is Jaaaaayyyyyyy.

After a few tries I succeeded in finding the right dose and things seemed to be less pronounced.

As time went on I learned every trick there is to mask the shakiness. So, like most people I have all of the common side effects in prepping for a presentation but with this one exception. Yet for me it has never been an affliction, just a physical trait, that’s all. And besides, unlike you, when a good tune comes on the radio, I can be a shakin all over……… without even trying.

“And that’s all she wrote George”

“Shakey Jay huh? Somewhat appropriate. See ya later Jay, till next time. Oh by the way, who’s she?”

“Bye George, eee gads!”

Check out those glasses!

Have a great Navy day.

SJ………………………………………Out.

Proportional Representation?………………..Not!

We just dodged a bullet when the referendum to implement some form of  Proportional Representation failed…………..whew.

Up until this vote occurred I did some research on this issue….so you don’t have to. By the way Fair Vote Canada’s argument to trash our electoral process to one that was all inclusive was very misleading. Of course the Greens and NDP were pushing hard for this as it favours left wing coalitions and makes it extremely hard if not impossible for a centre right conservative party from ever gaining power again.

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“PR? Well I tink it goes a somethin lika dis…………………….I tink. Hey…. Mama Mia.”

Well I just read an article by a group that want to change our electoral process from a First Past the Post system to one of Proportional Representation. Their primary argument was, among many, that Canada had one of the most unstable governments of the developed democracies. They cite Italy as an example of electoral stability.

I don’t know about you but as soon as I read that comment their argument became as mushy as a wet noodle or an overcooked bowl of pasta without the meat sauce. They point out that because Canada has had 22 elections as opposed to Italy’s 18 since WW2 that somehow Italy’s electoral process is a model of stability. Holy ravioli, it cannot be. Well it isn’t:

Yes Canada has had 22 elections since WW2 but I would say that this is a reflection of how strong and stable our system of government is.
Canada has a parliamentary system of government based upon Westminster that calls for an election, until Harper’s fixed election date decree, of every 5 years. That alone would require an election every 14.2 years in Canada since 1945 if all governments were majority in nature. But they haven’t been and I would argue that that is also a good thing because the strength of our democracy and parliamentary system of government holds poor governments to account (remember Joe Clark, Meighen) by forcing them to go to the polls for public validation. Minorities can also provide strong legislative government as reflected by Pearson’s successful minority governments of the mid 1960s.

Our system also prevents potential constitutional crises – Mackenzie King, Bing affair comes to mind – something that Italy could only hope for. By the way, Italy may have had only 18 elections since WW2 but they have had 65 different governments since 1945, and therein lies the problem that can arise with Proportional Representation (PR). Nothing gets done. Why? Because governance coalitions are necessary for power and political survival in these countries with their PR systems of government.

Unfortunately, by their very nature, they are unstable. Can you imagine the chaos in Canada if the Layton, Dion and Duceppe coalition had taken down Harper’s minority government back in December 2008? Luckily, through our strong and stable system of rules and protocols, Harper was able to prorogue parliament and thus avoid political instability in this country. The Liberals backed down from the coalition early in 2009. Whew! Of course all of the lefties blew a hissy fit and spewed their spaghetti all over their bibs.
As an example of the efficacy of Italy’s PR system, here are some facts about Italy’s 2008 election:

“An early election was called (in Italy) when Romano Prodi resigned as prime minister in January, after the collapse of his centre-left coalition, which had been in power for just 20 months…only one Italian government has lasted a full five-year term in the last 50 years, led by conservative Silvio Berlusconi between 2001-2006 and even he was forced to resign once during that time by fractious allies.”

“Italians blame electoral laws for chronic instability that brought down the 61st government since World War Two in January. The system, still in use, mixes proportional representation with a threshold of 2 percent for parties in a coalition and 4 percent for single parties. It permitted more than 20 parties to take seats in 2006.”

And the real kicker here is:

“Both Berlusconi and Veltroni favoured altering the system to reduce the PR element and push Italy towards a two-party system.” Unfortunately, for Italy, that hasn’t happened yet.

Who knew?

Italy? Great music? Great singers?………………….Yes

Stable politics?…………………..not so much.

Have a great Navy day.

SJ………………………………….Out.