Sunday, December 27, 2009

Fare thee well Vic

Sad to learn today that one of my favourite song writers has shuffled off this mortal coil.

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Monday, December 7, 2009

". . . but some animals are more equal than others."

Bicycles good, private jets better!

"Comrades!" he cried. "You do not imagine, I hope, that we climate change delegates and officials are doing this in a spirit of selfishness and privilege? Many of us actually dislike foie gras and sculpted caviar wedges. I dislike them myself. Our sole object in taking these things is to preserve our health. Foie gras and sculpted caviar wedges (this has been proved by Science, comrades) contain substances absolutely necessary to the well-being of climate change delegates and officials. We delegates and officials are brainworkers. The whole management and organization of this earth depend on us. Day and night we are watching over your welfare. It is for your sake that we eat foie gras and sculpted caviar wedges."

Ms Jorgensen reckons that between her and her rivals the total number of limos in Copenhagen next week has already broken the 1,200 barrier. The French alone rang up on Thursday and ordered another 42. "We haven't got enough limos in the country to fulfil the demand," she says. "We're having to drive them in hundreds of miles from Germany and Sweden."

. . . The airport says it is expecting up to 140 extra private jets during the peak period alone, so far over its capacity that the planes will have to fly off to regional airports – or to Sweden – to park, returning to Copenhagen to pick up their VIP passengers

. . . The top hotels – all fully booked at £650 a night – are readying their Climate Convention menus of (no doubt sustainable) scallops, foie gras and sculpted caviar wedges.

. . . The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.

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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Dear Plane Stupid

I fixed your falling polar bears video for you.

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Thursday, November 5, 2009

U2 Berlin Wall double think

Socialist Bono and friends erecting new walls in Berlin:

A U2 show marking the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall has run into controversy - after organisers built a wall around the venue.

A two metre barrier has been erected around the Brandenburg gate to keep out people without tickets for the show.

Perhaps it's there to keep people from walking out on Bono's sermons about governments giving tax dollars to 3rd world nations while he dodges the tax man in his native land?

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Friday, October 23, 2009

Act Now To Reduce Your CO2 Bullshit Footprint

You've probably been watching your carbon footprint lately -- but what about your bullshit footprint?

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Monday, October 12, 2009

Dear British Climate Propaganda Office

I improved your video for you, no charge. Here you go!

"Sweetie, it's time you learned about our religion..."

Crossposted by the grace of the Harvest Demon to Mitchieville

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Friday, October 2, 2009

No mind is good mind

Rather than focusing on our mental energies on our differences, we need to chill, people:

Richard Davidson, one of the world's top brain scientists, believes mental exercise, specifically meditation, can literally change our minds.

"Our data shows mental practice can induce long-lasting changes in the brain," said Davidson, professor of psychology and psychiatry at the University of Wisconsin-Madison.

His startling scientific research on the impact of meditation on brain function has implications that go beyond the physical.

Buddhist monks believe mental attributes and positive emotions such as compassion, loving, kindness and empathy are skills that can be cultivated.

And science is beginning to back that up.

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Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Ebonification o' dis here whack skoo system uh success

Canada's first Africentric alternative skoo opened dis here morning wiff 115 students - 30 o' dem new in da past five days.

If enrolment continues ta surge - dere iz room fo' up ta 150 - da skoo may gots ta add another teacher an' will try hard ta find uh male ta join da current all-female staff, said skoo trustee James Pasternak, who represents da North York skoo hosting da program.

"We hire on da basis o' ability, but we's do need uh male role model, so we's iz going ta be actively recruiting male and shit," said Pasternak o' da Toronto District School Board, standing outside Sheppard Public School on Sheppard Ave. west o' Keele St.

Sporting da skoo uniform o' whitey shirt, black pants or skirt an' vests o' vibrant cloth from Ghana, chil'ns from kindergarten ta Grade 5 wuz led into da skoo by teachers wearing African-inspired fabric an' head scarfs. Inside da gym, west African drummers wuz warming up fo' da opening assembly, where chil'ns sang O Canada as well as da Black National Anthem, an' read out uh skoo pledge dat starts wiff uh vow ta be "the bomb possible me."

"I like seeing da posters o' Martin Luther King on da wall, an' other famous black peeps - an' I wants ta play da African instruments," said Asmaa Mohamed, 9, whose parents will cruize her in each day from they home in Mississauga ta take part in da historic program.

"Kids gots ta know they culture or dey won't gots uh feeling o' dignity - it'sda confusion many kids feel dat makes some o' da violence," said her father Omer Mohamed, who came ta Canada mo' than 20 years ago from Ethiopia.

Dorrell Stone brought her daughter Nickeshia ta start Grade 5 at da skoo "to learn about our culture, especially things done by da peeps o' Jamaica."

Long-time supporters o' da controversial skoo, which won approval by uh slim margin over critics' fears o' segregation, wuz clearly emotional taday ta see da skoo finally open its doors.

"It feels like all muh ma fuckin chil'ns iz here taday," said Donna Harrow, one o' two mothers who pushed fo' da skoo, first proposed in 1994 by Ontario'sRoyal Commission on Learning, as uh way ta combat uh 40 per cent dropout rate among black students.

"I remember da outrage when I suggested we's try it as uh pilot project back in 2005," said Lloyd McKell, da Toronto board'sexecutive officer o' equity, as parents, chil'ns an' media clustered outside da skoo.

Today'sopening assembly began wiff uh traditional African "libation" ceremony, where chil'ns watched water poured in memory o' they ancestors. They also learned ta respond ta statements wiff da Yoruba werd "Ashe!" (Amen!)

Audrey Nakintu iz sending her Grade 1 child ta da skoo, "because obviously da public system grossly under-educates chil'ns about da peeps o' da African diaspora. Black History Month iz just uh footnote; it'san insult."

Mothers Rebeckah Price an' Tamara Griffith gots organized bussing ta da skoo fo' families as far-flung as Mississauga an' Scarborough, fo' about $275 per month.

"We've had five mo' parents sign up in da last few minutes," said Price taday. The skoo iz open ta chil'ns o' all backgrounds.

"We're also starting ta organize uh parent council," said Price, whose great-great grandfather wuz uh runaway slave who established uh community in Jamaica dat continues ta dis here day, she said.

"I wants muh ma fuckin son ta dig' what black peeps gots contributed, not just in Canada but da world in general." Don't make me come ovah there bitch...

Translated from da original colonialist jargon o' da Toronto Star using da phat translator, Ya' dig?:

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Thursday, September 3, 2009

The eagle and the crow

The eagle, whose expected life span was 30 years, asked the crow, whose life expectancy was 300 hundred years, what the secret of longevity was. The crow responded that it was a result of eating carrion rather than the fresh kill eagles prefer. The eagle tried carrion and decided a life of fresh kill was preferable.

Another psychosomatic meditation from the brother who cares:

Health Canada is considering ordering cigarette companies to put deathbed photos of an emaciated cancer victim on every [cigarette] package.

Didn't these guys get fired already?

In addition, the mass media budget of the tobacco program fell victim to the sponsorship scandal.

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Saturday, August 29, 2009

Hurricanes 2009

I watched the course of Hurricane Bill with some interest. As it tracked towards the USA, there was the usual hype about more and bigger storms threatening our safety. All caused by global warming of course. Oddly, when Bill shifted course and beat the hell out of the Atlantic Provinces of Canada, the media in the states lost all interest. I guess if it doesn’t affect them, it doesn’t really happen.

The next hurricane in the pipeline, now dubbed Dan, looks like it too will turn north and possibly bash the Maritime Provinces. It too will be of little interest to big media if it does.

Don’t these people know that all that rain plays havoc with our igloos? ;^)

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Friday, August 28, 2009

More dead Kennedys

Ted is dead. 40 years after baptism by the Devil in a tidal channel on Chappaquiddick Island.

Call me callous but I really don't care.

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Life's a bitch and then you marry one. Then you have kids and perpetuate the whole Goddamn mess all over again

Does anyone really ever get cured of depression? I mean without pills or ongoing therapies? It's potentially as lucrative an industry as death. There will always be morticians because people will always need to be cremated/buried or ritualistically tossed in a swamp; there will always be drugs/religion/secular social services because, let's face it, life is a continuous, meaningless ongoing struggle against death.

And if they can be certified from the time they're five, that's a lot of lifetime consumers for the needy services industry. A life time of drugs and therapy awaits because, well, no one really gets over it, especially if one is reminded from an early age that it's who and what you are.

"Difficult temperament at five months was the most important predictor of depression and anxiety in the children . . . As early as the first year of life, there are indications that some children have more risks than others to develop high levels of depression and anxiety."
It has now been revealed that "15 per cent of preschoolers suffer depression". Wow, that's a lot of kids! That's near as many kids as adults who'll grow up to smoke cigarettes. Hell, maybe they're in the same demographic. These are probably the same kids who feel an early aversion to Disney and refuse to sing along with all the phony bullshit singalong songs they march to in daycare - these kids just ain't healthy. And rest assured those numbers will only get worse once these kids start school.

And if mom is depressed, well, time for a domestic intervention - best just move those kids to a home that's safe!
"We found that lifetime maternal depression was the second most important predictor of atypically high depressive and anxiety problems during preschool years," said Cote.

"Our study is the first to show that infant temperament and lifetime maternal depression can lead to a high trajectory of depressive and anxiety problems before school entry."
The new breed of foster parent will be required to pass a happy test.

Better get those kids into a social(ist) workers care before they get used to a life without interference. We must make them happy - or at least help them to not think.

Is there any correlation between intelligence and depression?

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Friday, August 14, 2009

Crime Wave, Heat Wave

The London Free Press is up to its' mission of social justice, again.

Of course, in the aftermath of some crazed criminals running amuck, who does the peoples fish wrap attack, why the police of course * .

How about having a little investigative reporting chit-chat with the 'alleged' felon's social worker. Maybe the proletarians who live in fear in this town would like to know why Comrade Social Worker failed in protecting the public interest. How about a few of the other highly paid, highly pensioned socialist social service workers who are supposed to turn riff-raff into taxpayers? How about his anger management coach? His anger management facilitator? His literacy tutor? His contacts at the needle exchange? His co-ordinator at the shelter where he eats dinner? Hmmmm?

Everyone who lives in the rough part of town seems to know this creep. A ticking time bomb, as they say. And as for the working Non-Hyphenated-Canadians who work the night shifts in the creative city, they are thankful to have police. But our left of reality paper sticks to the party line, ignoring the garbage mountain of failed social programs, incompetent paper pushers, non-ability collage of egg heads spouting fairy cake theory, and other concrete proof of the eternal failure of socialist thought.

The London Free Press edifice is located in the heart of the crime filled sector that this clay brick of the main stream media has nurtured. I pray to the Moon Goddess (we are not a Christian country any more, eh what), that when the useful idiots and time servers and ideologues and non-ability hires and invisible reporters and aristocrats who are children of talent go for their coffee, or walk to their cars in the parking lot, or just walk outside, that when some scum jabs them with a HIV needle-exchange needle, mugs them, robs them, or even keys their car, that there is no big meanie po-lice around to offend their world view. Let them face the same perils that the working proletariat face. Given the crime wave in London, this will be sooner (before the ice caps melt), rather than later (after the ice caps melt).

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this

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Monday, August 10, 2009

Dopes in high places

I have never voted for the Liperals and certainly did not want them to win the last election, but I was even more hopeful the Cons would not get a majority. Needless to say, I was pleased with the results of the election. That is up until I discovered the newest leader of the Liperals, What's His Name from that Ivy League school, backed Bill C-15, supporting the Cons. I've been left hoping that someone for some reason - any reason - would call an election to kill this bill before it grows. But no.

Ignatieff, just what the hell are you smoking? And, for that matter, where are all the poseur libertarians (who for reasons unknown think they can safely vote for the Cons) - or, at the very least, dope smoking journalists - condemning this piece of nanny state toilet paper? Is it because it's summer and everyone is too busy swilling beer at the cottage to think about dopes in high places?

The Cons pretend to be about less government and lower taxes but, after funding Government Motors under the presumption that a wasteful corporation can some how be improved by the National Bureaucracy, they now want lock up amateur botanists in costly government hostels where gangs thrive (and where new tenants may very well associate with one).

But, as Neil Boyd points out, it won't be the feds themselves who pay for this it will be the provinces (either way, it's you and me). While the Feds and provinces figure out who gets the bill, they'll still jail your hippie aunt for a plant and take the credit for being tough on gangs. But this just seems unwise:

Let's acknowledge that there are features of some large-scale marijuana grow operations that deserve a strong rebuke: The theft of electricity, the exposure of children to toxic moulds, and the presence of guns or other weapons at the site of a grow. Penalize these activities, not the growing of cannabis itself -- this activity can be engaged in safely, without risk to children, or the surrounding community.

At the end of the day, however, using the criminal law against cannabis is wholly counter-productive. It's criminalization that causes theft of electricity, violence in the cannabis trade, exposure to toxic moulds, and provides folks who are sometimes mindless thugs with millions of dollars in untaxed income.
Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the
beast with wrath:

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Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The Mad Bomber

There is a firebug afoot at Adelaide and Huron.

Social Spending, anyone?

Those of us familiar with the tax and spend feeding spirial wonder about how it will manifest here in London.

Those poor victims. I can only speculate on how society has failed them. And how the public education system is underfunded, let alone the health care system. Collectively, we have failed little Ignis (the name I made up for this Looter-Canadian). And, of course, Ignis is a victim, even though he is a firebug.

Breast Feeding. Little Ignis was probably weaned from the tit too early. This trauma can be used (and has used, is used, and will be used) to pardon all sorts of crimes of people whose tribes vote Liberal. Perhaps little Ignis was weaned from the tit too late. It is a justifiable reason to go out decades after the fact and torch neighbours property. And for a member of a progressive-activist block, its a get out of jail and into an entitled handout card. And then again maybe Ignis was denied his rights to breastfeed and subjected to the bottle. No axe murderer was ever less guilty with such a background. Poor Ignis ... denied the breast, er, too much breast, er, denied the bottle, er, too much bottle. Regardless of how you spin it, society has failed.

This happens in Toronto all the time. No killer, robber, bandit, or rapist (provided they are non-white, non-christian, and non-taxpayer) is presented naked to the disproportionately leftist judiciary without a white-guilt defense. When a youth was murdered not far from the Science Center, the aristocrats rushed to build a community center. The same standards apply here.

The City of London should build a community center at Adelaide and Huron. The alienated expect no less.

Without an increased display of funding, the crime spree will not stop. It might not get better, but we will be told that it will not get worse as fast as it would have without another wheelbarrow of money stuffed into the rat hole of social spending. I saw the same thing in Toronto, and, given that all cultures are equal (etcetera etcetera) the equal treatment is called for.

Where is the community center? Until it appears, expect more angry, alienated youth off committing crimes that you, the taxpayer must both subsidize and pay for. And that community center better get built pretty fast. You would not want a crime wave in London would you?

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.

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Saturday, July 4, 2009

Investing in traditional climate change remedies

Iowahawk on the "virgin sacrifice" rider that was attached to the American Cap and Trade bill.

House Speaker Nancy Pelosi (D-CA) defended the bill, saying that "it is critical that we do something immediately to show we are serious about solving this climate crisis. Without burnt offerings of taxes and virgins, Gaia will smite us all in her angry burning wrath. So let me just say to the corporate and virgin special interest groups -- don't come crying to us in 400 years, when our temperatures are up almost 1 degree celsius."

Pelosi denied the bill was anti-consumer, pointing out it contains specific infrastructure and job creation funds. It specifies 500,000 unionized positions to construct a planned 300-foot tall National Eco Pyramid and Virgin Sacrifice Altar in Youngstown, Ohio, as well as funds to train over 20,000 youth volunteer earth-priests in live beating heart removal.

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Friday, July 3, 2009

Gaia Jugend

Spotted at Belmont Club.

I don't know too much about this Climate Change thing that so many people have gotten into over the past decade or so. I know some folks say it is a religion of peace. Me, I've never had much of a religious/apocalyptic bent, so it's just never interested me enough to look into it any deeper than I have, say, Scientology or palmistry.

But, whatever the truth or falsity of their promises of salvation: I do know that I would far, far rather the earth spirits' wrath burn the planet to a crisp than see these people and their thoroughly fascist aesthetic succeed. Better to be slightly warmer on one's feet than be pressed into a chanting, letter-shaped mob of anonymous, faceless Action-Takers on one's knees.

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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Jet D'Eau: A Taxi Driver Speaks

Thank God for the jet d'eau which has helped wash away the garbage and trash off the sidewalks. I'm working long hours now, six in the afternoon to six in the morning. Sometimes even eight in the morning, six days a week. Sometimes seven days a week. It's a long hustle but it keeps me real busy. I can take in three, three fifty a week. Sometimes even more when I do it off the meter.

All the animals come out at night - activists, professors, organizers, queens, fairies, journalists, dopers, junkies, teachers, sick, venal. Someday a real jet d'eau will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I go all over. I take people to White Oaks, Masonville, I take 'em to Western. I don't care. Don't make no difference to me. It does to some. Some won't even take public union members. Don't make no difference to me.

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Thursday, June 25, 2009

The Invisible Randy Richmond

More reports of crime in London. Now the reporter who re-wrote the police press release is not mentioned. His tagline is invisible. Did the invisible Randy Richmond write this?

The criminals have no race. No street names, either. Although this time the London Free Press found the time to report that the miscreants wore blue bandannas. Which is to say Crips. The organized criminal gang, the Crips.

Now, the press is promoting racism. By not stating the race of the criminals, the people who read the paper are assuming that they are people of colour. This contributes to the perception that POC are disproportionately criminals, neer-do-wells, and parasites. Given that the POC are already disproportionately represented in prisons, this makes the challenges of the POC to recreate their lives, culture, customs, and language here in their host country that much more difficult. Of course, this is not fair. Progressives and activists like to blame anyone but criminals for crime. Perhaps the rapist did not get a prompt diaper change in his formative years. Perhaps the murderer was weaned from the breast too soon, too late, or not at all. Perhaps the thief was outraged over slavery three hundred years ago. Maybe someone (who is not an N-person) used the forbidden N-word. The crimes are henious, the excuses limitless, and the need for taxpayers money to provide services that are always inadequate, make the problems worse, and provide employment for progressives and activists, bottomless.

So when the urban proles have their racist world view reinforced by the Main Stream Media this is not good. Now activists and progressives are fond of using 'fund fascism to fight fascism'. Is the media here encouraging racism in order to have more racist incidents which can be reported (and increase circulation)? Perhaps the paper has rejected the oppressive 'advancement based on ability' of the oppressive white culture, and instead promotes and hires based on race? Perhaps the circulation of the paper has sunk so low that there are no longer vigilant readers to write letters to the editor Pierre Burton's son to bring this to attention. I guess that he does not read his own paper.

Subscribers should look to the actions of Pierre Burton's son, and not his words. They do not match. If Pierre Burton's son does not read his own paper, why should you? And if the invisible Randy Richmond can report on events that he does not attend, surely you can make his paper invisible, then they would match. The newspaper that employs invisible reporters should be, itself, invisible.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.

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Is that a grow op in your basement or an old beer fridge?

David Suzuki and his ilk are tightening the laces on their jackboots. If you thought kicking in doors to search and seize property because of little herb was silly, you better dispose of that old beer fridge.

Lorrie Goldstein reports:

In the original version of McGuinty's Green Energy Act -- applauded by the Suzuki Foundation and other environmental groups as "world class" -- Suzuki, or anyone designated by a government bureaucrat, could, in fact, under the "Inspection, Enforcement and Penalties" section of the law, conduct surprise search and seizure raids on anyone's home or business.

This to check out activities deemed suspicious by the government related to energy or water use.

In the case of a house raid, the government, uh, generously stipulated a search warrant would have to be obtained, presumably before grilling groggy homeowners at midnight about their electricity and water bills.

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Thursday, June 18, 2009

The Invisible Randy Richmond

Yet another progressive coup for everybodies favourite newspaper person, the one with the super power of invisibility ... Randy Richmond.

This weeks episode: Street Swarmings in London Town

No mention of the race of perps. When my co-workers were discussing this at break (being working poor, that is white people with white privilege who still pay taxes and do not have access to the fast track to social benefits that the disadvantaged do; they live in the area of the crimes) they assume (like the good people of Toronto now do) that the perps are people of color. Indeed, this Toronto phenomena has come to London town. When the main stream media does not mention the race of criminals, public opinion assumes that they are some dusky hue. Now this has been a known thing for some years now. I would have assumed that the invisible Randy would have known this. Regardless of whatever personal standard of journalism he has, he has reinforced racist sentiments in a large number of people. Maybe next time he could mention the race of the criminals. Then again, maybe he is indulging in the 'fight fascism by feeding fascism' so popular with people who make a good living out of espousing hatred for fascists. Maybe it is a property of invisibility.

No mention of the street name or gang affiliation of the perps. Again, this is the pattern of our wiser, better paid, betters in the Main Stream Media. Having once lived in a safe area of Toronto (activist speak: area of white privilege)I know that the street swarmings are how it all starts. My once peaceful neighbourhood in Toronto (the Beaches) began its decline with street swarmings. Now they are in London. It would be nice though to know the street name of the perps and their gang affiliation. Back in Toronto, the soon wary population has learnt to avoid certain colours (especially in cars, clothing, or house trim), not to go out at night, not shop at certain stores, not shop at stores when gangbangers are inside the stores, not leave a new or shiny bicycle outside, even if locked up or hidden in the back yard, not use the nearby instabanks, do not flash cash, cell phones or ipods while on the street, to move in groups (especially if elderly, female, or young), avoid places where you can be mugged (alleys, parks, lawns, parking lots, school yards, and bus stops) and have a mail box that is secure from identity thieves.

It would have been nice for the invisible Randy Richmond to give us a clue as to which Bloods or Crips gang is setting up shop in London. But that sort of fact does not fit the progressive narrative, and might scare the off the taxpayers and lead them to develop a bias against the taxspenders that vote for progressives, provide jobs for progressives, and give heart rending anecdotes that provide the framework for the Ratheresque creative writing that is progressive journalism. When you know the gang, you know what colors to avoid, to watch out for; what type of hip hop the local tribe listens to (and that music that they listen to will foreshadow whatever street cred activity they will indulge in). Street names tell alot about the street behaviour of the oppressed and downtrodden and underfunded: do they prefer rape to robbery, or just public urination and painting over street signs.

One day I will meet the invisible Randy Richmond, hero and champion of our underfunded most vulnerable village peoples. Maybe I can tell him what the people who actually live in the area where the Toronto style urban crime is happening actually saw, heard, and say. Maybe he already knows, having used his invisible powers to see, hear, and ignore. Maybe his journalistic ethics, the textbook to which he keeps between his piggy bank and his copy of Marx, have some higher purpose in witholding, misshaping, and manipulating the news for the gain of the aristocratic class. I will find out. The invisible Randy Richmond is on my list.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.

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Monday, June 15, 2009

Engaging In The Right Kind Of Dialogue With Iran

Finally, the Iranians have given us a chanting mob we can all get behind. You'll cheer as a crowd in Teheran takes a "policeman" prisoner -- and burns his motorbike! Sweeet. More and faster and less gently, please, Iranians!

I think I got to this from the Corner but it's definitely at Gary's Choices.

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Monday, June 8, 2009

Do you want relish with the super sized Denialism Combo?

Yum! Here's one drive through I would love to idle in. I bet even the most inveterate vegetarian denialists among us might, just for a moment, be tempted to take up the practice of eating beef!

Me: But "Global Warming is Baloney" is certainly a different sort of message, a more political viewpoint?

McNelis: I would agree that it's a viewpoint, but not necessarily a political one. But we're not sheeple around here, and while Barack Obama would like to have you believe that no one is entitled to have a view other than his, if someone wants to stand up and say "Global Warming is Baloney", then I'm all for it. It doesn't matter to me, whether I believe in it or not. They have first amendment rights to say whatever's on their mind. And nobody dictates otherwise.
This is making me so hungry...

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Friday, May 29, 2009

Да, это правда

This is from fucking Pravda. (HT Corner)

It must be said, that like the breaking of a great dam, the American decent into Marxism is happening with breath taking speed...

First, the population was dumbed down through a politicized and substandard education system based on pop culture, rather then the classics...

The final collapse has come with the election of Barack Obama. His speed in the past three months has been truly impressive. His spending and money printing has been a record setting, not just in America's short history but in the world...

These make our Russian oligarchs look little more then ordinary street thugs, in comparison. Yes, the Americans have beat our own thieves in the shear volumes. Should we congratulate them?

...The proud American will go down into his slavery with out a fight, beating his chest and proclaiming to the world, how free he really is. The world will only snicker.

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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Music To Ban Bottled Water To

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Monday, May 25, 2009

Up With Cola

Lead and other synapse-impeding heavy metals? In London's tap water? Get outta here.

There better be some sugar in the clear liquid in that bottle, boy, or you're coming downtown.

No. It can't be the lead we all drank for so many years that's making people think this way. Lead impairs learning, and this sort of thing just has to be learned. With an uncountable infinity of stupid ideas out there, the odds are against any one person thinking up something so retarded on their own. It would be a cosmically unlikely confluence of random events for 39% of the population to do so.

No; we all know that a hidden hand, a hidden mover, pulls these strings. Get your flaming torches and pitchforks ready, because I am about to name names.

Clearly the fundamentalist religious bigots at the United Church have been at work, spreading their hideous doctrines through our schools and media. It has gotten to the point where 39% of the population apes their nonsense -- most without even realizing its provenance.

It is time for the United Church and its dupes to learn to respect the rights of atheists and others who don't kowtow to their outdated, authoritarian, patriarchal theology. Hands off our bodies! Hands off our right to choose!

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Thursday, May 21, 2009

Yo dude, pass the torch

Canada preparing to pass heroic doobie across the country.

Composed of stainless steel, aluminum and sheet moulding, the torch was designed to evoke snow, ice, skiing and skating, but to many, the metre-long white torch looks suspiciously like a marijuana joint, especially when lit.

The observation has become so common in this city that it's hard to know who was the first to say, "Hey, doesn't that look like ..."

But the torch's resemblance to British Columbia's biggest cash crop was evident right away to Jodie Emery, editor of Cannabis Culture magazine.

"A lot of people come to Vancouver because it's marijuana-friendly, so I think people who already enjoy a joint themselves will feel a little more kinship to the Olympics," said Emery, who ran as a Green party candidate in the provincial election this month.

Let the games begin!!!

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Lunchtime Lockdown to Fight Obesity

I grew up in the country, meaning I wasn't one of those fortunate students who could walk home for lunch. Instead, I had to sit in a dirty classroom and eat lunch with my classmates. Well, I didn't actually eat lunch. All those mingled smells from sandwiches and bits of food dropped on the floor rather spoiled my appetite. I might add it didn't make me feel particularly social either.

If the food fascists have their way in Toronto, arguably the socialist capital of Canada, all middle-school students might soon be locked in for lunch because of course, if kids aren't allowed to leave school property, they won't smuggle it in, nor eat crap after they get to leave for the day. Never mind that some of the schools don't even have cafeterias but only vending machines. Next the authorities will be checking everyone's lunchbox. Oh wait, that's already happening.

The Toronto District School Board is pondering a controversial plan to prevent middle-school students from eating junk food: lunchtime lockdown.

Trustees will vote today on a student nutrition report that suggests they will eat healthier if they are forced to stay on school grounds at lunch.

[..] Trustee Michael Coteau, leader of the nutrition task force, said keeping middle-school students, who range from Grade 6 to Grade 9, eating in the cafeteria will build a stronger community. “You can have extracurricular activities on lunch hour,” he said. “You create a culture of eating together and you broaden your choices. It’s just more participation.”

The policy is already in place at Valley Park Middle School at Don Mills Road and Eglinton Avenue. (National Post)
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Monday, May 4, 2009

Have fun with religious intolerance!

Burning up the censorship list, "Faith Fighter" is sure please.
Choose your deity and fight like hell!!!

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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Roger Caranci drops the "C" word

Silly hall's killer Bs are now the killer Cs -- "c" as in CommUNisT.

Coun. Roger Caranci last night accused some colleagues on city council of supporting a measure that he views as another step towards communism -- exploring what social activists call a "living wage."

"Why are we trying to make everything the same for everybody?" Caranci said. "We'll be creating what I call a CommUNisT society."

A living wage policy had been suggested by Controller 'Gina Barber, one of the so-called killer Bs whose last name begins with that letter and who have drawn derision from proponents of development . . .

Other cities have gone further requiring companies who do business with them to get a living wage, Barber said later.
Those who think that Barber is an idealist who has never worked outside the insular parasitic worlds of education, activism and politics, and wonder just where she thinks the money to pay these wages will come from during a recession . . . can only guess.

Tracey Emin
I've Got It All

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Monday, April 20, 2009

Save the polar bears, starve the fatties

Will average weight for the taxation year become a required box to fill out on the form? A copy of your census confessions too? Coming soon to a global village near you.

British scientists say the global obesity epidemic needs to be reversed not only to save lives, but to save the environment.

[..] What's more, the researchers say, a heavier population is more dependent on greenhouse gas-emitting cars to help move around its people who have grown too obese to walk.

"When it comes to food consumption, moving about in a heavy body is like driving around in a gas guzzler," the researchers wrote in their study.

[..] "We need to be doing a lot more to reverse the global trend toward fatness, and recognize it as a key factor in the battle to reduce (carbon) emissions and slow climate change," they write. (CTV)
Keep the funding coming and "the researchers" will provide guidance for your regime.

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Saturday, April 18, 2009

Jarl the Activist

My glasses fogged up from tears when I watched this multi-cultural video depicting my distant ancestor, Jarl 'Bad-Eye' Badwulf, the famous activist from my families distant past.

Jarl came from a quiet farm in the uplands of Sweden. He cared about people, and about the planet. He went abroad to spread awareness about the evils of Global Warming, and the evils of material wealth. He encouraged immigration back to our ancestral village of Badwulfenberg, as this video clip depicts. He encouraged debate, and celebrated non-violent means of conflict resolution. I wish more people could meet Jarl, and share in his legacy.

Note also the supply battalion cadre with the wagon, giving a lift to the foot sore immigrants about to enjoy their new life in the asbestos mines that surrounded Badwulfenberg. Jarl was not a Christian, and suffered discrimination all his life from bigoted, hateful Christians. He also had a learning disability, which was not recognized at the time, which made him unhappy. Jarl worked hard to heal himself, and was mentioned in many of the early manuscripts in connection with medical advances relating to burns, cuts, bone fractures, and dismemberment.

Despite the legacy of colonialism in Africa, Jarl was able to spread the message of love and acceptance that is the central doctrine of followers of Odin. As the grip of Christianity weakens, we can look forward to more people like Jarl the activist coming to the front in our society. And if you are open minded (if you are not, you are a racist), they you embrace the idea that Jarl can come back from the dead this, and every, full moon. Just take your dog out for a walk under the light of the full moon, and maybe, if you are lucky, Jarl will come visit your town or village and share with you his message of diversity.

Jarl cares about you. Jarl does not want you to be burdened with material possessions, distracted by wealth, or to suffer from a boring, lengthy existance. Say no to Western Civilization, and Jarl will come. He is coming.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this

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Saturday, April 11, 2009

No Garbage, No Peace

I was walking by the banks of the river Thames the other eve. It was cool, spring, with the sunset, a light breeze, and some geese cackling in the brush. There I came upon a figure by the bank. He was throwing garbage into the river ...

I watched him as he pitched in an empty orange juice container. I asked him why he was throwing garbage into the river. After all, London is a modern city, a creative city, that has prompt and efficient garbage pick up. And when I mentioned this, he laughed like a pirate watching a looted ship burn and sink.

There is no garbage pickup in London, he said. Then he told me about the schedule of pick ups which you cannot follow or understand, and then he told me about the rules upon rules where you cannot throw out this, and that bit cannot be placed in this container, and that the surly garbage workers will not do their job and leave refuse to rot on the curb.

The London Free Press, I suggested, why don't you write a letter to the editor and share you concerns as a concerned citizen? This made him spit. Then he took out a peanut butter jar and wrote recycle this on it in indelible marker, then he threw it at a gander watching us.

Have you no pride in your community, I asked. At this he shook his head sadly. He told me that he was merely an Un-Hyphenated-Canadian, and that he had learnt from study of the homework given his daughter in school that the least of the peoples of Canada are Canadians. Without a grievance, lacking a grudge, devoid of the advantage of being disadvantaged, his lot was one of taxpaying, or work, and of the most visible burden of paying for others breakfast, education, and indolence. In this, he shared the view of another person that I knew *.

Then he told me how he had found the internet. He knew of the dirty tricks of the aristocracy, the jackal, and the dragoons * that the party of organized crime was importing for votes. He had done his time commenting, e-mailing, and sending paypal money to bloggers whose work he admired. But his anger had boiled over with time, with inaction, with the empty words flowing back and forth. He wanted action, and without a leader, he had decided to practice what the hippies preached. Direct Action, Leaderless Resistance, he muttered. Then he threw an empty bag of salt and vinegar chips into the river.

The angry man told me about his job. To save money he started to walk to work, bicycle in the good weather, and only take the bus in the bad. On his route to work he noticed these garbage bins full to overflowing. These filled him with anger, back when he used to care, back when he was one of the ones who believed the Toronto Star was not wrapping for decaying fish, and so he staked out the locations and watched to see who were the culprits. Activists, progressives, and liberals, he said, then he spit again into the river. This made me think about the garbage bin on Wellington, between Grosvenor and Cheapside, right close to where the social workers, street nurses, and other taxspender enablers park. It was overflowing with bags of unsorted, unrecycled waste, dumped by those who tell us what to do who are also those who take money out of our pockets and those who will unleash the Gestapo on us for complaining about it.

Exactly, said the angry man. He wrote Die, London Free Press, Die on a milk carton, then added a hammer and sickle, then threw it at the river. I am creating jobs for activists, he said with a smile like an Apache watching the red ants advance towards the honey covered head of a captive Comanche staked out in the hot sun. And, he added like one who knew how Bolsheviks did things, all my littering justifies their high pension, high paying, low effort jobs.

I watched the flotilla of trash float down the Thames. Maybe I should have stopped him, made a citizens arrest, or something. But who am I to judge? Even judges let criminals out of jail, out on the streets on bail, and this fellow was no killer, thief, rapist, or misunderstood member of the Moslem, Jamacian, or other over-profiled criminal culture brought into Canada to vote Liberal. I did what the CBC had taught me to do in the face of wrong doing. I created a fantasy reason to justify doing what was best for myself, so I did nothing. Moral relativity, at its best. We shared a smoke and talked about the weather, then I helped him to load three propane cyclinders from his trunk into a trailer. Then we parted.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.

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Thursday, March 26, 2009

Creative cities seek solution to potholes

With increasingly hard times and crumbling roadways before us, a modern city requires faith. Visions of smooth pathways to work and fried chicken haunt our crumbling dreams.

At a recent workshop, somewhere in the bowels of Chity Hall, solutions of heroic initiative were sought.

"Infrastructure", the mantra, was chanted.

A stomach growled.

A cell phone vibrated.

"Let's order some takeout," suggested the Deputy Mayor.

"Creative cities demand creative thinking!" exclaimed Gord Hume.

"Fast food restaurants must be held responsible for the excess weight on our roadways!" demanded Gina Barber.

"Companies which target a people's most fundamental desires must pay for their exploitation of human need," extolled Susan Eagle.

The problem was solved.

Colonel Sanders appeared and all were refreshed.

London requires the repairing of potholes by those responsible. In addition to the payment of fines, the guilty parties must be forced into humiliation. They shall be required to write their names in chalk on the afflicted areas.

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

The invisible Randy Richmond

I was thinking about Randy Richmond, newshound for the London Free Press * just the other day. I was calling in to cancel my subscription to the London Free Press, and he does work for that paper. Pierre Burton's son is the editor.

If you go to wikipedia and check out the latest version of Kathy Shaidle's entry * and lo and behold, there is Randy cited three times. He must be an important, influential guy. And he must have gifted psychic powers, too. He was never at the Kathy Shaidle event, but his astral body allows him to pass judgement, because he was there in spirit. Such is the nature of progressive, activist newspaper persons. He could have dragged his carcass to the event, and found out for himself, asked questions, and based his judgements on facts, rather than the second hand stuff told to him by his friends. But I am not a journalist and do not know how they turn second hand rumor and innuendo into copy.

I was talking to one of the advertisers of the London Free Press. I shared with him my experiences of the invisible Randy Richmond. His business is in peril because of the economy, and his mind was on the collapse of his Canadian dream. And potholes, of course. Nobody in London likes the constant crop of potholes. I wondered if the invisible and psychic Randy Richmond could spill some ink about the pothole problem here in London. He is, after all, a newspaper person with a nose for news.

The advertiser cancelled his subscription to the London Free Press. He has to cut corners, what with the automobile industry that the environmentalists hate going down. I hope that the invisible Randy Richmond sends his invisible spirit to this man to give him the press coverage of his plight that he deserves. He no longer advertises in the London Free Press, and he no longer subscribes, but I am sure that the impartial, fair, balanced, and all around good guy Randy Richmond will give him a good report, even if the advertiser has all the advantages that come from the invisible knapsack of white privilege.

Some day, the invisible Randy Richmond will attend in the flesh one of the events, personages, and situations that he writes about. I want to see what he looks like. Maybe he lives close to where I live (there are two R Richmond in the yellow pages database *). Maybe he drives a car I like and we can swap stores about driving. Maybe we can share anecodotes about our common chum, Warren Kinsella. Maybe recipes. I think Randy Richmond is much friendlier to Warren, and knowing Warren is a great way to get a leg up in non-Conservative politics. Meeting the invisible Randy Richmond is a special project of mine. Maybe I can learn how to make him invisible, too. Some of my ancestors, who settled in Sicily *, learnt how to make people invisible. Maybe Randy Richmond does it the same way.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this

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Red Menace

Red Snapper caught jamming on a couple of my favourite tunes in Moscow, 2008:

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Thursday, March 12, 2009

London Free Press and Human Rights Sleaze

Kathy, Mark, don't be surprised by London Free Press deception, innuendo, and sleaze when it comes to "Human Rights".

I came to understand what "human rights" actually means, and what they're for, back in the mid 1990s -- all because of the London Free Press' collusion with local politician Susan Eagle to ruin local businessman Elijah Elieff.. Together, they smeared the man as a racist, using the HRC to break him, seemingly so that Eagle could turn his properties into social housing.

It was a textbook example of Human Rights in action. All the elements of the eternal fight against hurt feelings can be found in that case -- from crooked media stoking the fire, to grasping, cynical activists, to nobody (apart from Freedom Party) really caring or doing much as an innocent man was ruined by a bunch of greedy assholes unbound by the rules of law or evidence.

Eagle's ambitions were warmly received in the London Free Press. Coincidentally, her husband Joe Matyas, was a long-time editorial writer and reporter with the paper. Eagle, with the moral authority granted by her position as minister in the Church and -- with a seeming inside edge with the Free Press -- was in a dominant position for the next set of miseries for Elieff. A series of local media stories, which often cited Eagle, essentially painted Elieff as a prejudiced, stubborn old bigot of a landlord...

Approximately half of the tenants in the buildings were from Southeast Asia, and many were recent arrivals from rural backgrounds. Consequently, Elieff was often in an uphill battle to keep the buildings clean and intact...

When interviewed on this issue by a Free Press reporter, the exasperated landlord was quoted as saying "They're like little pigs, they think they're still living in the jungle." This was the fatal mistake -- if indeed Elieff actually said it. Eagle had a splendid opportunity. The Asian tenants of the buildings were canvassed until a Cambodian woman, Chippeng Hom, was persuaded to lay a complaint against Elieff with the Ontario Human Rights Commission. Eagle and the Free Press Reporter who interviewed Elieff, Greg Van Moorsel, buttressed Hom's complaint...

Elieff is now driving highway transports and is more than $100,000 in debt. His properties were seized and sold under power of sale, and both his business and reputation are ruined.
Read about this case and hate the Free Press even more right here.

The London Free Press has a very long and very cynical history of promoting Human Rights.

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Quintron & Miss Pussycat

I was lucky enough to jump around to New Orleans' super fun Quintron live last night.

Definitely scratched a Foetus/Suicide/CCR/Jerry Lee swamp organ itch for me. Looks like they're playing in Toronto on April 18.

Better footage from a different show:

and a tutorial on his light-activated sequencer the Drum Buddy.

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Wednesday, March 4, 2009

"If you pay people five hundred dollars a month a head for their house cats, will there not be more kittens?"

Fenris mourns the predictable loss of Canada:

Another thing I am going to miss about Canada, now that Canada is no longer Canada, but a multi-cultural paradise of entitlements, handouts, and oozing, open sores of social diseases, is the companionship of my fellow members of the working class. The old world where people worked, and an unfortunate few struggled to overcome adversity with the help of a social welfare system, is gone. Now the controling minority struggles to get more social welfare, a cabal of socialist social services sector satraps work to enlarge their empires, and the taxpayer is despised, ground down, and told to shut up. In the new world, fourty percent of people pay no taxes, so what do they care for taxpayers or their country of convenience but to demand more, based on the fairy dust logic of guilt and reparations?
Yet all is not lost:
The good news is that those who know the world has ended have moved on. The hunted, slandered taxpayer now embraces the cash and barter economy. The thinker no longer speaks his mind, but acts accordingly. The worker looks to a secure job in the welfare state. The economy marches towards crisis upon crisis, all predicted, and those that can adapt can profit from the collapse of news papers, television stations, and ivory towers. Hide your wealth from the vermin that eat your grain, everyone else is doing it.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

We are using democratic process here!

This might just be the funniest video you will see this week. I guarantee it will make your day -- some students barricaded themselves in a cafeteria or something at New York University and were quite hilariously taken aback when University security ignored their barricades and demands for a "consensus process to move forward" and came in to move them out.


HT Instapundit.

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Sunday, February 15, 2009

Who owns London?

Cromwell street lies betwixt Cheapside and trendy Grosvenor. From there is the access road into the pit that is Doidge Park. This is an important clue into the moral system of the powerful veiled Illuminati that rule London, Ontario.

Who is this 'Cromwell'? Let us really hope that it is notable social reformer Oliver Cromwell *, who is celebrated in Irish song to this day. Did he not push back the non politically correct Catholic Church out of England? Since the Catholic Church is bad, then the people they did not like are good. And everyone knows that the non politically correct Catholic Church is biased and discriminates against Oliver Cromwell's memory and utters hate inducing things about the legacy of Oliver Cromwell to civilization, culture, and common sense. The Catholic Church is a big meanie, and Oliver Cromwell is a victim.

Of course, it could be another Cromwell. How about Thomas Cromwell *, who not only was Oliver Cromwell's great uncle, but was also the Secretary of State for the progressive taxspender Henry VII and the brave social reformer Henry VIII. Thomas Cromwell is the man religiously responsible for the schism between England and Rome. As such he is disliked by the non politically correct Catholic Church, with whom no progressive activist can find anything good to like. So, Thomas Cromwell is a good guy. And guess what, he too is a notable social reformer, activist, and voice of a social consciousness. Thomas Cromwell, champion of a womans right to choose, and pro bono divorce lawyer of some repute, is a great person for London to honor with a street name.

You may think long on hard on the answer to this mystery. The secret Illuminati of London control the fate of this province. And they seem to like this Cromwell guy, Ollie or Tom, take your pick. Both are great social activists, and caring people who did not eat meat. Oliver Cromwell was a vegetarian non smoker, in an age of famine and tuberculosis. Thomas Cromwell was a notable childrens right activist, spearheading the acceptance of childrens labor in mining. This greatly increased the standard of living for several people. Who is better, who is the more just, and why is the street not decorated with heroic sculpture?

Yes, there will be more clues into Who owns London?

I, Fenris Badwulf, dictated this to minion Nogoodnick; while Fenris bathed in the scented pools at the London Pleasure Club, being attended by Sonjia DeSade in a multi-piece latex wetsuit ensemble. There he ate a feast, featuring peach balls in rum and chocolate cup cakes served with cherry pie filling and veal a la Borgia.

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Friday, February 13, 2009

The Reagan-Obama Debate

A must-hear.

Who said what?

A) “One of the traditional methods of imposing statism or socialism on a people has been by way of medicine. It’s very easy to disguise a medical program as a humanitarian project. Most people are a little reluctant to oppose anything that suggests medical care for people who possibly can’t afford it... Those who would trade our freedom for the soup kitchen of the welfare state have told us they have a utopian solution of peace without victory, and they say if we only avoid any direct confrontation with the enemy he'll forget his evil ways and learn to love us.”

B) "[W]e will be able to look back and tell our children that this was the moment when we began to provide care for the sick and good jobs to the jobless; this was the moment when the rise of the oceans began to slow and our planet began to heal; this was the moment when we ended a war and secured our nation and restored our image as the last, best hope on Earth. This was the moment - this was the time - when we came together to remake this great nation so that it may always reflect our very best selves, and our highest ideals."

HT Roger Kimball.

Update: A pairing along the same lines, found at David Thompson's, featuring Milton Friedman (PBUH) and Naomi Klein.

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A Teachable Moment

Geert Wilders, whose oldthinking supporters are unwilling to riot and murder for his cause -- thereby showing themselves to be safely ignored -- is banned from the island formerly known as England.

[I]f you don't threaten violence, if you don't issue death threats, if you don't kill anyone, if you just make a movie or write a book or try to give a speech, the state will prosecute you, ban you or (in the case of Ayaan Hirsi Ali) force you to flee your own country.

In their appeasement of thugs, buffoons like Miliband and the Tory squishes across the House of Commons on the Opposition benches are making it very clear that the state accords more respect to violence than to debate.

In Britain, Canada, the Netherlands and elsewhere... the state is teaching a very dangerous lesson.

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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Bad bartending or shitty music?

Over my many years of living in London, I have oft wondered why I so rarely see drunks downtown. Little known to me was the fact that there are laws which prevent bars from allowing people who appear drunk to be on the premises in London.

Two London bars have had their liquor licences suspended for having drunken patrons on their premises.
Whoa! Drunk at a bar? Who would 'a thunk?

But apparently there are some exceptions made by proponents of certain lifestyle aesthetics. Now, I haven't noticed any country music venues on Richmond Street, so maybe that's why I've rarely noticed any drunks downtown - 'cause y'all know drinking and country music go together like, well, country music and drinking.
The licence of Town & Country Saloon, 763 Dundas St., is suspended for five days, from Feb. 15 to Feb. 20; and that of Cowboys Ranch, 60 Wharncliffe Rd. N., for 10 days, from Feb. 18 to Feb. 28, the Alcohol and Gaming Commission of Ontario said.

The Ranch was cited for violations of provisions of the Liquor Licence Act on May 9 and the Saloon for incidents involving two people July 29. One patron left the bar intoxicated and the other was served by a bartender after entering the tavern drunk.
Anyone seen my dog? I gave it the keys to my truck an' I ain't seen either since.

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Saturday, February 7, 2009

Obama Cosby

If you liked that, the one I posted at Mitchieville is arguably even funnier.

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Thursday, February 5, 2009

USA Speach By Our Most Ultimate Global Power (The President) For Our Nation On The Day That Symbolizes Love "Valentines Day"

Reconcideration of Ethics (Economic Recovery Meeting)
I Understand
The Subconscience governs Memory
The Conscience governs the Will
Reason governs the Imagination
Acknowledgement governs Thought,Trust, and Belief
Knowledge governs Perception and Awareness
Understanding governs Feeling and Sensibility
and ...
Truth is the Reproof of Understanding

Vary emportant sounding whatevar it si yes we can and no more stopid George bush!! (HT the Corner)

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Industry Needs Glass

Australia's Justice Yeldham plays a contact-mic'd up piece of glass that turns into shards through the course of the show. SKREEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKRRrrrrrRRKKKKKFFFFFFFFFFCHCHCHCH!!! So fun.

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Wednesday, February 4, 2009

An Inconvenient Seal

A scene from the classic science fiction film An Inconvenient Seal.

The movie is the story of a 22nd Century climate change activist who is returning, his faith shaken, from a failed environmental awareness campaign in the far East. Travelling through a land blasted by the effects of climate change, a land where the people live sustainably and yet are inexplicably forced to suffer the heat of summer and the cold of winter, he meets the spirit of Global Warming and challenges it to a game of tic-tac-toe.

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Lux Interior

This song brought me through a rolling car experience; perhaps its rhythms helped us walk away unscathed. Thanks, Lux!

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Tuesday, February 3, 2009

The Canadian Cat Meat Marketing Board, part 2

Warren Kinsella seems to live in a world different from the one he is so busily stuffing others into. Like a prison guard, he enforces rules, but does not live by them. Indeed, his tasteless slander of whatever non-white, non-christian group puts this into the spotlight. If anyone not a member of the politically correct aristocracy had committed this gaffe, they would be facing the Gestapo. And this Gestapo is a child of Warren Kinsella.

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Saturday, January 31, 2009

The Canadian Cat Meat Marketing Board

This is the single most outrageous and upsetting thing that has ever happened to me. I am filled with outrage. My simple lunch of prunes in oatmeal, tea, and scotch, sits uneaten. I have no appetite for food, and can only tolerate liquids. My right foot is shaking, and no amount of massage with sandalwood scented massage oil and the talented fingers of Sonjia DeSade can soothe my righteous, er, leftard, outrage. Oh, how my ire is irked. Even my adorable house cat, Mister Whiskers, has fled to the sanctuary of his perch at the top of the front room curtains.

Throughout the internet, scolds are critical of that Kinsella guy for being a two faced pundit for making fun of some protected group. He is exposing them to hatred and should be hauled up by the HRC except that he is a member of the aristocracy. But the real issue is the hatred directed at legitimate consumers of cat meat. Just because our evil heteronormative Christian Canadians did not eat cat, somehow it is wrong. Well, let us realize that just because the white racists do not eat cat that does not mean that anyone who eats cat is wrong, or bad, or not to be given handouts.

Lots of people do eat cat. They also eat dog, goldfish, and gum from the underside of library tables. It is wrong to judge people based on the standards of other cultures, especially if that culture is somehow white, christian, heteronormative, or values the work ethic. So when someone suggests that eating house cat, or dog, or worms, is wrong, well, like that restaurant guy that wants to have his employees wash their hands after they get feces on their fingers, they are racists.

It is time for the Liberal party to rally behind the forces of political correctness and embrace diversity and listen to the voices. Liberals, listen to the voices. Eating cat is not 'wrong'. Just because the racists who pay taxes disapprove is no reason to not seize this opportunity to undermine western culture. I call upon those who are political brothers, sisters, and othersexuals of Kinsella to support his right to say whatever he wants without responsibility, and to extend that fundamental human right to all members of designated groups, so that those that pay taxes can learn to shut up and celebrate freedoms for some but not all. This is the politically correct way.

A large bureaucracy is called for. Jobs for activists, devoid of the evils of ability. Hiring based on race, color, or creed. Renumeration divorced from accountability. This entity shall be called the Canadian Cat Meat Marketing Board, and it shall have its finger in every pie. From organic cat meat producers, to sustainable cat meat cat food producers, to research grants to ivory tower pencil pushers who produce nothing, all taxspenders shall wallow in the funding, and the evil racists who grumble about the squandering of resources shall be pushed deeper into oblivion through socialist taxation.

Support the Canadian Cat Meat Marketing Board. Jobs for activists. Taxes for everyone else.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.

xpd Mitchieville, DustMyBroom, The London Fog

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Friday, January 30, 2009

Rhythm, Sound, and Compensation

I move several long plane rides away from London after living there for almost three decades, and what should happen next?

Fenris Badwulf, he whom literary history will record as Canada's signature satirist of the first quarter of the 21st century, moves to town.

Then, you guys get a Kathy Shaidle and Salim Mansur chat.

I suppose that next month I'll find out, say, that Billy Beck is doing lights for a one-time-only-ever Talk Talk reunion show at the Aeolian Hall. That would be about right.

London, why persecutest thou me?

At least Rhythm & Sound with Tikiman were playing here in Wellington last night... that went a long way to making up for missing the talk.

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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

A 50-year history of public education

Teaching Math In 1970

A logger sells a truck-load of timber for $1000.
His cost of production is 4/5 of the selling price.
What is his profit?

Teaching Math In 1980

A logger sells a truck-load of timber for $1000.
His cost of production is 4/5 of the selling price, or $800.
What is his profit?

Teaching Math In 1990

A logger sells a truck-load of timber for $1000.
His cost of production is $800.
Did he make a profit?

Teaching Math In 2000

A logger sells a truck-load of timber for $1000.
His cost of production is $800 and his profit is $200.
Your assignment: Underline the number 200.

Teaching Math In 2009

A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is totally selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands.

He does this so he can make a profit of $200. What do you think of this way of making a living?

Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers. If you are upset about the plight of the animals in question counselling will be available)

Teaching Math 2018

أ المسجل تبيع حموله شاحنة من الخشب من دولار . صاحب تكلفة الانتاج من > ! الثمن . ما هو الربح له

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Forest City Institute: Speaking Out For Free Speech 2009

In response to the launch of an investigation by the Human Rights Commission, letter carriers and inside postal workers in Cornwall, Ontario have been warned to stop exchanging their traditional greeting "Merci Seigneur pour la belle journee (Thank you Lord for the beautiful day)" or face suspension without pay.

Are Canadian freedoms being crushed in the name of human rights? Kathy Shaidle, “Five Feet of Fury” blogger and co-author of The Tyranny of Nice and Salim Mansur, Sun Media columnist and Associate Professor of Political Science at the University of Western Ontario to find out how at the Forest City Institute’s Speaking Out For Free Speech 2009, Thursday January 29th, 7:00 to 9:00 pm at the Westmount Public Library.

Tickets are $10 or $5 for students and seniors. Kathy Shaidle's new book The Tyranny of Nice will also be available for sale and signing. Contact the Forest City Institute for additional information.

Kathy Shaidle was a guest on Jim Chapman’s show on AM980 CFPL on Tuesday, January 27th at 11:30 a.m. and will appear on CHRW 94.9 on “Just Right” with Bob Metz on Thursday, January 29th, from 11:00 a.m. to 12:00 p.m.

[Link to Cornwall story via Edward Michael George]

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Sunday, January 25, 2009

The old slum of London

Of course, the old slum of London is gone. It has been gentrified, the old slum dwellers have moved on, and a new slum has been built. The new slum is no longer called the new slum, but the slum, and most of the old timers that remember the old slum when it was just the slum, or later, when the new slum was built and the slum it replaced was then called the old slum, are few on the ground. But me, I remember.

My Dad was born in London. He told me stories about the parts of town you did not go to back in the day. Back when he was a kid, the old slum was the slum, and the new slum was just a dream in a social planners mind. Back when my dad was just a kid getting through the depression the old slum of London was just called the slum, and had a bad reputation. Bad people lived there. They lived short, unhappy, brutal lives. They killed each other, they fought over bootleg whiskey, women, and gambling. There were no adequate social programs then, so social problems were much worse than now, because now we have inadequate social programs.

The old Stiffcock house is still standing. I walked past it on my way to Adelaide street. That is where the Stiffcock boys lived, back in the day. Peter Stiffcock was the worst. He was always getting into fights at school. Nobody could figure out why. Without a school lunch program, dyslexia tutoring, or a special needs facilitator, who could bring the necessary skill set and caring attitude to help a boy like Peter Stiffcock? Peter's acting out soon led him into bad company. Instead of job opportunities, he had a job. Instead of a school curriculum that focused on his needs, he graduated with a high school diploma.

The grisly murders that happened next door. The house, known to native Londoners as that house, was abandoned for some time. Nobody who lived in town would live there. Each room seemed to have been the site of some dismemberment or blasphemy. And the locals, the natives of London, shunned the place. No amount of scrubbing or even the putting down of new carpets could erase the lingering horror of the three murders committed there on the full moon of October. And there were more murders in the slum, in the houses there, the old slum of London. Some said it was because of prohibition. But that is never the case. Linking criminals to crime is racism, and we do not do that now. We blame people who do not commit crime for crime, and the real criminals are people who do not want to spend money on social services, not criminals. The hand that holds the knife is not the hand that holds the knife, but the hand that works and wants to keep ahold of its wages. Most of the murders in London were committed in the old slum. That is what my dad told me. And the house right next door to the old Stiffcock house was where the worst were committed. It was empty for years, but now students from Western live there. Nobody has told them about the stains that are under the carpet, or they think a cat has scratched up the doorway moulding, and not an ax murderer working off the last of his rage over inadequate social spending.

Then, there was the Aldridge gang. It was prohibition in London, and the center of the bootleg booze industry was in the old slum. People would go there for whiskey and rum. There were fights, conflict over being marginalized and unaccepted by society. Names were often mentioned, names like Shotgun Bob, and Shotgun Bob ran with the Aldridge gang. Back then, the justice system was disfunctional. Criminals were sent to the hangman, and the rope ended their criminal careers after only one murder. Unlike our modern system which lets killers out on bail to kill a few more times before they are given a university education in social work or linguistics, and then released to kill again. The old slum of London was where the murderers usually lived, and where their loved ones would live on, mourning for the murderer sent to the gallows for only one crime. And those killers all seemed to have connections to the Aldridge gang, and the corner store that Old Man Aldridge ran, where he sold bootleg whiskey along with milk and butter. And Shotgun Bob was his weekend clerk. Too bad modern social theory had not been applied back then, maybe being out on bail for one murder would have taught Shotgun Bob the lesson in social responsibility he needed to know, rather than ending his life at the end of the hangmans rope for his first murder and, sadly, last.

Students live in the house where the triple murder occured. After all these years, the smell is gone. The old Stiffcock house is still standing. The couple that lives there are raising a family. The old corner store is closed, and the trees have grown new bark over the bullet holes and the nicks from the axe swinging frenzy. Trees can do that. But the ancient trees of the Forest City should be listened to. Trees are wise, and those who turn to trees for advice (along with listening to shrubs, vegetables, and bunny rabbits) all cry out for more social spending. There are lessons to be learnt from the old slum of London. How to prevent unfortunates like Peter Stiffcock from being made fun of in school. How to rehabilitate men like Shotgun Bob so that he has longer gaps of time between murders, robberies, and car jackings. Ways to reach out to the people who made up the Aldridge gang, or at least give them brochures so they know that there are programs available to address their need for a smoking cessation course, or a body image awareness care giver, or a safe place to bottle bootleg gin.

Next time you walk through the old slum of London, let the trees speak to you, and listen to their wisdom, their words that justify increased social spending.

I, Fenris Badwulf, with a tear in my eye, wrote this.

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