Inflation

Inflation in the US and Canada as illustrated by the cost of a Big Mac:

I remember a friend of mine ate 15 Big Macs on a dare and a bet way back in 1976. The cost was 49 cents per. He did it. We called him Big Max after that.

In 2025?

One-U.S. Dollar bill, front Stock Photo: 61910413 - Alamy               =              Beggar Stock Illustrations – 6,420 Beggar Stock Illustrations, Vectors & Clipart - Dreamstime. Can’t afford a “Big Mack” but

“Hey buddy, do you have any climate change??? Hmmm? Or Bit Coins???”


My continued book pick of the month, although I may be biased.

I Thought I’d Died and Gone To Heaven

An irreverent look at growing up in a parochial, conservative environment in pre-woke era Toronto of the 1950s and 60s.

Just click on “Buy on Amazon” to purchase on line. You can also get this book in audio format. Go to Amazon.ca (Canada) or Amazon.com (US Residents) and type in audible and the book title.

A great memoir. Real cheap.

An excerpt:

“I ONCE KNEW A GUY, a very close friend of mine at the time,
who ate fifteen Big Macs at one sitting. It occurred very late at
night after an evening of drinking and debauchery. It was a small
bet to start with to see how far he could go as he loved Big Macs,
but the challenge progressed nonsensically as we kept egging
him on. Great fun! He did it although he was a wee bit pale at the
end of it all.

Those were carefree days, as all days are carefree when you
are young. And those burgs only cost forty-nine cents each back
then. Not too sure if he ever touched another one after that
though. I do think that he is a vegan today. I can still see in my mind’s feeble eye this same guy being dragged down a set of stairs by his shirt collar by a tall buxom blonde Norwegian gal who truly was an Amazon Olympian at
six feet and some. Very athletic and, as my friend told it later the
next day, very ambidextrous, triple-jointed.

This blatant kidnapping occurred at a country and western
club that we called the “Hug and Slug”—a colloquial term for
the Army, Navy and Air Force Club, so called by all the
WESTPAC Widows that frequented this abode. An appropriate
name, I can tell you. WESTPAC Widows were those women
married to sailors who were deployed from home in the Western
Pacific operating areas for very long periods of time. To normalize,
these widows would frequent this country and western bar
every Friday and Saturday night for a bit of dancing fun and then
some. And we, being the young and restless lads that we were—
naïve, thank God, and wet behind the ears—were navy recruits
who were alone from home for the very first time and were
delighted to provide the required entertainment, for we yearned
for motherly comfort. This was also a time when very long hair
was the fashionable norm so we, with our newbie brushed and
navy white-walled haircuts, were social outcasts, as the saying
goes, especially at the bars, the discos, and the dance halls of this
parochial port town. Yes we would tempt our fate from time to
time and test our sense of belonging and manhood at these
discotheques, but after striking out early we would all head down
to the ole “Hug and Slug” to test the waters. It never disappointed.

Country and western clubs are extremely down to earth,
value oriented, and patriotic, old-fashioned, but all-welcoming
fun. We would end up having a great time there to the wee hours
dancing with these widows to such memorable tunes as “All My
Ex’s Live in Texas” by George Strait. Or the equally memorable
and nostalgic “Ten Tall Beers with a Shooter of Whiskey Is All It
Took.” Great stuff! A good time was had by all, for these women
could not have cared less about our appearance. As long as we
had some hair on the top of our heads, that was all that mattered.
And my friend? Battered and bruised by the pounding he took on
those stairs and helpless as he was, he had a very big smile on his
face for he knew his fate. She wore a determined and predatory
look if I ever saw one and was, as I recall, entirely attuned to her
prey and purring, “You’re coming home with me, sonny boy.”
“Oooooookay!” he whimpered. To us, “See ya!”


Taylor Swift, Beyonce, Bieber et al? Eat your musical hearts out.

“Please dear Lord, let’s float into space.”

 

“Please dear Lord, hear my prayer.”

Shakeyjay out of sight, out of mind and out of here. Have a great non political day.

 

 

 

 

 

Our Post-Nation State

Available through Amazon.ca or  .com or .uk or . whatever.

By the way. All of my books are now in audio format. Go to Amazon.com, or Amazon.ca. Type in “audible” colon and then the books title (see above) in the search bar.


Until death do we part. From the beginning until the end:

2023

Abortions: 88,500. 3.2 million Canadian abortions since 1989; and

Medical Assistance in Dying: 16,000

BTW: There is no abortion law in Canada, but provincial and territorial health regulations and professional bodies restrict the procedure to various grounds or gestational limits. There are also significant disparities between rural and urban access to abortion.

Like poverty and the homeless, and everything else in our society, death in Canada is a business, a thriving business if you look at the numbers.

Is Canada even a country anymore?

(PJ Media): As Ray DiLorenzo writes in Canada Free Press, Canada has become a “sick, deranged, anti-God combination of communism and fascism. Cities are crumbling before our eyes; manufactured inflation, open borders, food shortages, crime, disease, vaccine deaths, surveillance, censorship, and war are all meant to create fear and desperation. Call it the New World Order or the Great Reset. It’s all the same.” 

In a similar vein, Niagara Independent journalist Chris George in his provocative pdf book “The Troubled State of the Nation,” asserts: “On Trudeau’s watch, Canada has been systematically deconstructed. Whether it is Canada’s fiscal and economic conditions, international position, justice system, or the authority of Parliament, on multiple fronts the Liberals continue to advance their post-national vision as if they were picking and unravelling the threads of a twined rope—to eventually work loose the tethers to our country’s foundations.” This seems an accurate summing up as we witness the debris that Canada’s worst prime minister has caused. 

George urges us not to forget “the Trudeau Liberals’ attempt at establishing a global agenda to transcend our national interests.” As Trudeau famously declared, “There is no core identity, no mainstream in Canada,” concluding that he sees Canada as “the first post-national state” — a contradiction in terms, for “post-national” means there is no longer a “nation,” especially if it has no core identity. 

If we take Trudeau’s babble seriously, it follows logically that what we call “Canada” does not refer to a nation. It is merely a gallimaufry of disparate groups ruled by a demiurgic junta masquerading as a “state,” but it is no longer a nation in the conventional sense of the word. Trudeau is prepared to sign the disastrous Pandemic Health Treaty with the World Health Organization (WHO), lobbying to include “climate change” and abortion-on-demand as health-related issues—another way of ceding national sovereignty to a globalist institution and rendering Canada moot. The Pandemic Treaty is drafted to be legally binding, exerting “sweeping surveillance” and significant control over the independence and sovereign authority of member nations.

You may not like the conservatives or Poilievre but another vote for the Liberals under our current leadership is a vote for the destruction of our country.

Like his set of priorities:

Prime Minister Justin Trudeau condemns hate-motivated graffiti at Cambridge, Ont. mosque.

But

Liberals and NDP coalition shout down a parliamentary (Conservative) motion to condemn another Christian church burning. NDP supports HMAS protesters in the House of Commons.

Coming soon to a country near you….Sharia Law! Don’t think so? Conspiracy theory? Well there is this from a Miami Iman:

Miami imam: ‘I am here to convert Americans,’ if America becomes majority-Muslim, we will impose Sharia.

And Carney? He will continue Canada’s downward slide into third world irrelevance.

A quote: “I think there is an appropriate quote from G. Michael Hopf that says, “Hard times create strong men. Strong men create good times. Good times create weak men. And weak men create hard times.”

Where do you think we are right now?

A tad serious this post may be but it has to be pointed out. Get out and vote. And vote often…erm…just kidding!