On the same day the news is all about millions being given to native women for abuse and violence, a bill is being tabled in The House to ensure native children are kept in their homes and communities.
Really? "A safe haven for survivors," is how the Awo Taan Healing Lodge is described. With 343 native women out of every 1,000 being victims of violence -- compared to 96 for non-native -- how are native homes the best places to raise children?! In fact, the stats reveal the children of these women witnessed this violence -- which is probably why 40,000 native children are in care. Hello! "So many people are fearful of their indigenous culture," said Jackie Bromley, leader of this Lodge. She actually acknowledged this! So, why did minister Philpott table a bill today which would reduce the number of native children in care and keep them in their lethal homes and communities.
Listening to 'Power Play' covering it today almost made me scream. There sat the usual native talking heads braying on about how taking native children away from their (abusive) homes is cultural genocide. There is a reason these children are taken away or they would not be. So, are we now going to leave them in these violent homes to.....to......what?.....I have no clue??!!
At the same time this is happening, the Blood Tribe south of here is experiencing record carfentynel overdoses and deaths. Wow, what a brilliant idea to leave the kids there while mom and dad shoot drugs, overdose and die. (My son-in-law is a firefighter and first responder; I know of what I speak.)
Brilliant. There's a big right-hand-left-hand problem in the PMO. No one's thinking there.
Friday, November 30, 2018
Thursday, November 29, 2018
OMG and WTF!
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| Our sad GG. What has she got on her ears, what is she wearing and what is her hair doing??!! |
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| Another one with seventies hair. Seriously Margaret, get a hair cut. |
Stuff
Watching the wretched Jerry Dias raving about the Oshawa GM plant's closing reminds me of Bob White, another union head. I was stuck in a Charlottetown hotel many years ago, during a snow storm with an attractive female colleague, and Bob and his sidekicks sitting next to us in the bar tried to pick us up. Seriously!
But White was a pretty good union leader -- unlike the incompetent Dias. If Dias hadn't noticed the storm coming and the plant about to close he was incompetent. He should have and yet to have done nothing is proof of his incompetence on the file. This is the union head!?
Speaking of pickups, last night B and I went to the local Keg for dinner and I was riveted by what was going on beside us at the bar. (I always sit at the bar 'cause it's the best place to see what's going on.) Two gay guys were having dinner and it was obvious they were just getting to know each other in advance of their real agenda, i.e., sex. I often wonder why couples do the date dance, when all they want to do is have sex?
My other question is, why did Ottawa trade the fabulous Erik Karlsson? I had no idea this had happened, but watching the San Jose/Toronto game last night at The Keg, I realized they had actually traded the guy. Duh??!! A friend and colleague from my journalism days is a prominent sports writer and he told me Karlsson had been shafted, but so was Doiron, who got zip for him in the trade. He also said Karlsson was too cocky and stopped listening to the inept coaching staff, which pissed the owners off. But he is not being used to his ability, now being on the second power play line instead of playing the entire time.
In the end, everything is personal -- just as all politics is local. Bring it Jason Kenney!
But White was a pretty good union leader -- unlike the incompetent Dias. If Dias hadn't noticed the storm coming and the plant about to close he was incompetent. He should have and yet to have done nothing is proof of his incompetence on the file. This is the union head!?
Speaking of pickups, last night B and I went to the local Keg for dinner and I was riveted by what was going on beside us at the bar. (I always sit at the bar 'cause it's the best place to see what's going on.) Two gay guys were having dinner and it was obvious they were just getting to know each other in advance of their real agenda, i.e., sex. I often wonder why couples do the date dance, when all they want to do is have sex?
My other question is, why did Ottawa trade the fabulous Erik Karlsson? I had no idea this had happened, but watching the San Jose/Toronto game last night at The Keg, I realized they had actually traded the guy. Duh??!! A friend and colleague from my journalism days is a prominent sports writer and he told me Karlsson had been shafted, but so was Doiron, who got zip for him in the trade. He also said Karlsson was too cocky and stopped listening to the inept coaching staff, which pissed the owners off. But he is not being used to his ability, now being on the second power play line instead of playing the entire time.
In the end, everything is personal -- just as all politics is local. Bring it Jason Kenney!
Monday, November 26, 2018
Disgusting ingratitude
So, Dennis Shapovalov, Milos Raonic, Vasek Pospisil and Eugenie Bouchard have all moved their official residences to other countries such as Monaco and the Bahamas. Why? To dodge taxes, of course. I find that disgusting. All raised in Canada and supported by Tennis "Canada", they have now just buggered off to stash money.
This was in an opinion piece in today's 'Calgary Herald', written by an economics' professor who says what I always say: You have to pay your taxes! And the stupidity of Tennis "Canada" is that it still lists each on the roster as "Canadians". They even play Davis Cup for Canada, for Gawd's sake! They should not be permitted to, but they will. (I regret travelling to Edmonton last year to pay money to see Shapovalov play in Davis Cup because that just put more money into his dishonest jeans.)
What's culturally significant is that three of these "Canadians" are Eastern European -- notorious people when it comes to financial matters. (I know; we used to profile all ethnics when I worked for RevCan, although we would never admit it.) Bouchard is a French Canadian -- all separatists under the hood, as my good Montreal friend Richard says. (See, "Another Botch up", Nov. 13, 2018)
And speaking of ingratitude and entitlement, there was a little story buried at the bottom on page A-11 in today's 'Globe and Mail' about how $550 million has been earmarked by B.C. to build 1,143 homes -- both on- and off-reserve -- for natives. What!!??!!??!! Why are Canadians giving money to natives to build homes when they already get tossed billions every year!!??? And why are they not expected to pay for the own houses, like the rest of us, when they move off-reserve?!?! I don't get any of it, but then that file remains a baffling mystery to me. The clue that we are being ripped off is that the native leaders, "welcomed and praised" the plan. And the ridiculous part is that usually money is thrown around to buy votes, but natives don't even vote! And regardless of who the government is, they will get their billions.
Well, of course the leaders love the plan because it's "...money for nothing and your chicks for free".
On another effed up file, postal workers have been -- or will shortly be -- legislated back to work. There's another good article in 'The Herald' by Ian Lee, of Carleton's Sprott School, pointing out that postal workers get paid 66% more for delivering ever-diminishing mail than workers doing the same work in the private sector. And they're still not happy! Were I Trudeau, I would immediately fire Canada Post's CEO, Jessica McDonald, and Minister Patty Haidu (sp?) for allowing this mess to go on for more than a year without resolution. But, as an avowed "feminist", Trudeau will not do this. There was absolutely no reason to have to legislate this. When that happens, it is a failure by management -- regardless of how inept the union is.
We are an absolutely effed up country, sorry to say.
This was in an opinion piece in today's 'Calgary Herald', written by an economics' professor who says what I always say: You have to pay your taxes! And the stupidity of Tennis "Canada" is that it still lists each on the roster as "Canadians". They even play Davis Cup for Canada, for Gawd's sake! They should not be permitted to, but they will. (I regret travelling to Edmonton last year to pay money to see Shapovalov play in Davis Cup because that just put more money into his dishonest jeans.)
What's culturally significant is that three of these "Canadians" are Eastern European -- notorious people when it comes to financial matters. (I know; we used to profile all ethnics when I worked for RevCan, although we would never admit it.) Bouchard is a French Canadian -- all separatists under the hood, as my good Montreal friend Richard says. (See, "Another Botch up", Nov. 13, 2018)
And speaking of ingratitude and entitlement, there was a little story buried at the bottom on page A-11 in today's 'Globe and Mail' about how $550 million has been earmarked by B.C. to build 1,143 homes -- both on- and off-reserve -- for natives. What!!??!!??!! Why are Canadians giving money to natives to build homes when they already get tossed billions every year!!??? And why are they not expected to pay for the own houses, like the rest of us, when they move off-reserve?!?! I don't get any of it, but then that file remains a baffling mystery to me. The clue that we are being ripped off is that the native leaders, "welcomed and praised" the plan. And the ridiculous part is that usually money is thrown around to buy votes, but natives don't even vote! And regardless of who the government is, they will get their billions.
Well, of course the leaders love the plan because it's "...money for nothing and your chicks for free".
On another effed up file, postal workers have been -- or will shortly be -- legislated back to work. There's another good article in 'The Herald' by Ian Lee, of Carleton's Sprott School, pointing out that postal workers get paid 66% more for delivering ever-diminishing mail than workers doing the same work in the private sector. And they're still not happy! Were I Trudeau, I would immediately fire Canada Post's CEO, Jessica McDonald, and Minister Patty Haidu (sp?) for allowing this mess to go on for more than a year without resolution. But, as an avowed "feminist", Trudeau will not do this. There was absolutely no reason to have to legislate this. When that happens, it is a failure by management -- regardless of how inept the union is.
We are an absolutely effed up country, sorry to say.
Saturday, November 24, 2018
Memory Lane
As a member of the "Lindenlea Community Association", I was asked to submit a memory on the neighbourhood's 100th anniversary. Here is what I wrote:
"Where do I start about growing up in Lindenlea in the
fifties and sixties? It was a magical
place and I thought everyone had such a neighbourhood. Turns out, no one did. Firstly, Lindenlea was bounded by Springfield,
Maple Lane, Acacia and Rideau Terrace, so there was no through traffic. You went around Lindenlea, not through
it. The only cars we ever saw were those
of neighbours and friends who lived there.
"Every year there was an elaborate Winter Carnival, where we
all dressed up and skated around and around.
A shack was put up every year, with a caretaker in the middle, dividing
the boys’ from the girls’ changing rooms.
A big wood stove heated it and waltz music was played on a loudspeaker
so we could skate in pairs – if we were lucky enough to have some boy ask
us. One year, Barbara Ann Scott actually
came and skated and I was amazed that she could skate around the entire rink,
one leg raised, without stopping!
"There was also a Summer Carnival, sponsored in part by Craig
Florists, which occupied the land on Rideau Terrace from Springfield to Ridgeway
and all the way down to Putman. Now it
is all houses and condominiums. We also
navigated the mysteries of the Catholic nuns who shepherded the children from
the orphanage on Springfield, which is now all housing. This was a big, mysterious place to us and we
were slightly afraid of the uniformed charges who were marched down Springfield
and back every day by severe nuns in their black and white habits to the school
at the bottom of Springfield at Beechwood.
I remember once packing a bag and trying to move in there when I was
angry at my mother. Didn’t get past
Lindenlea and Springfield before going back home!
"There was a Lindenlea Bridge Club, to which our parents and
friends belonged. The couples rotated
Saturday night bridge parties in turn and I remember well the clinking of
crystal high ball glasses with ice and the wafting of cigarette smoke as we
children lay in bed listening to their laughter below.
"My mother and her sisters lived around the corner from each
other and as a child, I had dinner wherever I happened to be at six
o’clock. My grandparents lived with one
of my aunts, so we were privileged to have them constants in our lives.
"What was indeed funny was when Robert Campeau applied to
tear down the magnificent mansions on Rideau Terrace to build the Champlain
Towers. And they were magnificent,
believe me. We used to play croquette on
those lawns with our friends. Back then,
Charlotte Whitton was mayor and she was adamant no building was to be
constructed that would have been taller than the Peace Tower. My mother, aunts and neighbours protested
vehemently at city hall and to see pictures of Miss Whiton wagging her finger
at the towering Campeau in protest was indeed funny! Campeau won, the mansions were torn down and
the Champlain Towers erected. And where
did my mother and all her fellow widows end up living? In the Champlain Towers, of course! In fact, the widows continued their “Dessert
Bridge Parties” in turn well after their husbands had died. These were women who worked hard, volunteered,
supported their husbands and children and could make a gourmet dinner out of a
potato and an onion; no one had any money after the war when they had moved to
Lindenlea.
"We also had dances every Saturday night in the Community
Centre – properly chaperoned, of course.
The boys sat on one side, the girls on the other and you just prayed
someone would ask you to dance. The
highlight was if one of the boys walked you home. All so heady and innocent! Brownies and Guides were also held there, as
were ballet classes every Saturday morning.
Is the ballet bar still there? We
were instructed by David Moroni of the National Ballet who said once, “Girls,
walk properly. When you walk down a
street, everyone will know you are a ballet dancer if you know how to walk.” Still remember and follow that advice.
"Halloween was perfect.
No parents needed because the neighbourhood was so safe. You went with cousins and friends and came
home with your loot. We all went to
Crichton Street Public, even though Rockcliffe Park Public was just up the
road. Back then, Rockcliffe was a
village and we were not allowed to go there.
So, we walked to Crichton and back four times a day. We met all our Rockcliffe friends when we all
ended up at Lisgar – one of the most illustrious collegiates in the
country. All my children went to
RPPS. Things had changed for the better.
"I moved back to Lindenlea, to 43 Rockcliffe Way, when my
children were little and they experienced the same magic as I. Growing up in Lindenlea was a magnificent
gift. I treasure it to this day."
Submitted by Nancy Marley-Clarke (Griffith), 8 Lindenlea
Road and 24 Rockcliffe Way
November 20, 2018
Do you really think....
...much will change at St. Michael's School in the wake of the scandal? Frankly, I don't. It will just go further underground and get worse -- especially for those who blew the whistle. It's all a right-of-passage which has gone on forever. Heck, I remember frosh week at Carleton, during which we were dragged around and made to do very dumb -- but fun -- stuff.
And you could not say "no"; you just had to go with it. Now, I admit using weapons to abuse the boys was pretty brutal, but that's just how things escalate. Think William Golding's classic 1954 'Lord of the Flies'; think Patty Hearst and the "Stockholm Syndrome". That's how it all works. That's how cults work -- and many religions too.
In fact, engineering students at Queen`s are still the worst and nothing changes. Engineers are engineers. Get over it because they can't get over themselves. When daughter was there, the engineering dorm had signs plastered in the windows saying, " 'No' means more beer!"
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Here's another one I don't get: `Black Friday`. Why do we have this in Canada? Our Thanksgiving was weeks ago, so this is not ours. But, stupidly, forgetting it was "Black Friday", B and I went to Market Mall yesterday to find it swarming! I actually had time to drink an entire glass of wine in the time it took poor B to circle and circle the parking lot trying to grab a space!
p.s. We didn't buy anything. Here is a sad depiction:
And you could not say "no"; you just had to go with it. Now, I admit using weapons to abuse the boys was pretty brutal, but that's just how things escalate. Think William Golding's classic 1954 'Lord of the Flies'; think Patty Hearst and the "Stockholm Syndrome". That's how it all works. That's how cults work -- and many religions too.
In fact, engineering students at Queen`s are still the worst and nothing changes. Engineers are engineers. Get over it because they can't get over themselves. When daughter was there, the engineering dorm had signs plastered in the windows saying, " 'No' means more beer!"
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Here's another one I don't get: `Black Friday`. Why do we have this in Canada? Our Thanksgiving was weeks ago, so this is not ours. But, stupidly, forgetting it was "Black Friday", B and I went to Market Mall yesterday to find it swarming! I actually had time to drink an entire glass of wine in the time it took poor B to circle and circle the parking lot trying to grab a space!
p.s. We didn't buy anything. Here is a sad depiction:
Saturday, November 17, 2018
Thank you Joe Davidson
I remember when Joe Davidson was head of the postal union and you couldn't even understand him because of his severe Scottish accent. He -- along with the naïve Lester Pearson -- gave postal workers the right to strike. The disgruntled Davidson brought his British-labour-bad-attitude to Canada and the post office has never been the same.
What a dumb move.
After collecting a big salary and pension, Davidson promptly moved back to Scotland and died, leaving the rest of Canada with a whopping mess. Even turning it into a crown corporation hasn't helped the disaster that is the post office. Remember his successor Jean-Claude Parrot? What a sullen soul he was. Pissed off at everything all the time. I see now the union has rejected the latest offer, so everything will be effed up for Christmas.
But, in my feeble mind, all labour grievances are the fault of management. How long has this been going on? For more than a year. What have the people who run Canada Post been doing? I remember when B became DG of training and development at Correctional Services. The first thing he did was meet with the union and set down some basic ground rules, respect and understanding. I have to tell you that I know three former vice-presidents of Canada Post and they were all women. What does that tell you? And the president now? Another woman. Sorry, but there we are. (But I also know one former MP, who failed to get re-elected and was handed a cushy job high in the ranks there and he was a man; must be a place to dump incompetents because this guy -- we'll call him "DR" -- certainly was.)
There was not one iota of a problem in CSC the whole five years B was there. If you have a union problem, you have a management problem. So now I will get neither my Amazon-ordered fireplace garland, nor my bangle for Christmas.
Oh well, it's not cancer.
What a dumb move.
After collecting a big salary and pension, Davidson promptly moved back to Scotland and died, leaving the rest of Canada with a whopping mess. Even turning it into a crown corporation hasn't helped the disaster that is the post office. Remember his successor Jean-Claude Parrot? What a sullen soul he was. Pissed off at everything all the time. I see now the union has rejected the latest offer, so everything will be effed up for Christmas.
But, in my feeble mind, all labour grievances are the fault of management. How long has this been going on? For more than a year. What have the people who run Canada Post been doing? I remember when B became DG of training and development at Correctional Services. The first thing he did was meet with the union and set down some basic ground rules, respect and understanding. I have to tell you that I know three former vice-presidents of Canada Post and they were all women. What does that tell you? And the president now? Another woman. Sorry, but there we are. (But I also know one former MP, who failed to get re-elected and was handed a cushy job high in the ranks there and he was a man; must be a place to dump incompetents because this guy -- we'll call him "DR" -- certainly was.)
There was not one iota of a problem in CSC the whole five years B was there. If you have a union problem, you have a management problem. So now I will get neither my Amazon-ordered fireplace garland, nor my bangle for Christmas.
Oh well, it's not cancer.
Thursday, November 15, 2018
Another botch-up
The arrogance of the governor general seems to know no bounds. Apparently, she is refusing to move into Rideau Hall. Really?! Wow! She has been living at Rideau Gate while renovations and repairs were made to her official residence, but now has decided not to move into where she belongs.
I have been to, and worked in, Rideau Hall when I ran the Vincent Massey Awards for Excellence in the Urban Environment back in 1975-76. I had many meetings there and enjoyed coffee in the kitchen and trust me, it was a very comfortable place. Apparently, she thinks it's too big. Well, most of it is not used except for formal occasions; the private living quarters are lovely and cozy. So, she is hindering the NCC which needs to house foreign dignitaries in Rideau Gate by staying there as a contrarian. Were I in charge of the NCC, I'd house foreign visitors in Rideau Hall and she could stay outside the gates. And when she deigns to move in, I'd tell her that she had to wait because the Prime Minister of Japan, or the president of Lower Slobovia was in residence at Rideau Hall. Time to play a little chess with the imperious Ms. Payette. p.s. How can you be "imperious" and a "separatist" at the same time?
A good friend from Montreal told me a while ago that scratch every French Canadian and you will find a separatist. "Oh Oui, oui, oui," he said. "Trust me, we are all separatists." Frankly, that's what I think Payette's problem is. She thinks she is making a statement for Quebec and is actually superior to Her Majesty herself! So, that's why she doesn't want to move into a Vice-Regal residence. It's not "French" enough -- or at all.
A very bad choice by "Mr. Feminist".
I have been to, and worked in, Rideau Hall when I ran the Vincent Massey Awards for Excellence in the Urban Environment back in 1975-76. I had many meetings there and enjoyed coffee in the kitchen and trust me, it was a very comfortable place. Apparently, she thinks it's too big. Well, most of it is not used except for formal occasions; the private living quarters are lovely and cozy. So, she is hindering the NCC which needs to house foreign dignitaries in Rideau Gate by staying there as a contrarian. Were I in charge of the NCC, I'd house foreign visitors in Rideau Hall and she could stay outside the gates. And when she deigns to move in, I'd tell her that she had to wait because the Prime Minister of Japan, or the president of Lower Slobovia was in residence at Rideau Hall. Time to play a little chess with the imperious Ms. Payette. p.s. How can you be "imperious" and a "separatist" at the same time?
A good friend from Montreal told me a while ago that scratch every French Canadian and you will find a separatist. "Oh Oui, oui, oui," he said. "Trust me, we are all separatists." Frankly, that's what I think Payette's problem is. She thinks she is making a statement for Quebec and is actually superior to Her Majesty herself! So, that's why she doesn't want to move into a Vice-Regal residence. It's not "French" enough -- or at all.
A very bad choice by "Mr. Feminist".
Sunday, November 11, 2018
J-sus! No!
To think that the Silver Cross Mother had to take a back seat to the punk son of the Governor General! People, get a grip! It has to be said: The protocol of the Remembrance Day Ceremony in Ottawa has been officially destroyed.
Payette has no husband, so show up on your own. Don't bring your son as your "escort" and for Gawd's sake, don't have him stroll up to lay a wreath! It was outrageous! There he was, a nobody, swanning around The Cenotaph with "mummy", his hair hanging about all over, while honoured vets had to walk behind his ass. Do you think the military would tolerate his hairdo? That was a rhetorical question.
OMG, Please!
The other "nobody" was Sophie Trudeau. What the eff was she doing there? Last time I checked, she had not been elected prime minister, so why was she there laying a wreath?!?! She should be with the "grim groper" in France, having café with Macron's wife -- another nobody, but at least she is at her husband's side in the role of "wife". Would she have been laying a wreath were Macron unable? Hardly. The French don't behave that way. Trudeau's groping incident has obviously turned Gregoire off because she's nowhere to be seen these days.
"Oh, you must be a grit," said the now-leader of the Senate to me a number of years ago when I met him at a cocktail party. Shortly after, when the Conservatives won, he and Eric Nielsen were busy drawing up lists of senior public servants to be fired because the Conservatives were in power and paranoid. At the time Peter Harder insulted me, I was the DG of Public Affairs in Customs and Excise. I must have been on his list -- as was B -- but we still managed to survive to collect pensions. A brilliant turncoat, Harder managed to switch allegiances, ending up as DM of Foreign Affairs and now leader of the Liberals in the Senate.
What a death-defying about-face! From a frothing Conservative to a "loyal" Liberal, Harder was there with his two faces hanging out alongside other "dignitaries" at The Cenotaph. It's an insult to veterans everywhere. Here is my hero:
Payette has no husband, so show up on your own. Don't bring your son as your "escort" and for Gawd's sake, don't have him stroll up to lay a wreath! It was outrageous! There he was, a nobody, swanning around The Cenotaph with "mummy", his hair hanging about all over, while honoured vets had to walk behind his ass. Do you think the military would tolerate his hairdo? That was a rhetorical question.
OMG, Please!
The other "nobody" was Sophie Trudeau. What the eff was she doing there? Last time I checked, she had not been elected prime minister, so why was she there laying a wreath?!?! She should be with the "grim groper" in France, having café with Macron's wife -- another nobody, but at least she is at her husband's side in the role of "wife". Would she have been laying a wreath were Macron unable? Hardly. The French don't behave that way. Trudeau's groping incident has obviously turned Gregoire off because she's nowhere to be seen these days.
"Oh, you must be a grit," said the now-leader of the Senate to me a number of years ago when I met him at a cocktail party. Shortly after, when the Conservatives won, he and Eric Nielsen were busy drawing up lists of senior public servants to be fired because the Conservatives were in power and paranoid. At the time Peter Harder insulted me, I was the DG of Public Affairs in Customs and Excise. I must have been on his list -- as was B -- but we still managed to survive to collect pensions. A brilliant turncoat, Harder managed to switch allegiances, ending up as DM of Foreign Affairs and now leader of the Liberals in the Senate.
What a death-defying about-face! From a frothing Conservative to a "loyal" Liberal, Harder was there with his two faces hanging out alongside other "dignitaries" at The Cenotaph. It's an insult to veterans everywhere. Here is my hero:
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| My late Uncle Rollie, Major R.M. Brousseau, a proud WW II vet. |
Thursday, November 8, 2018
Seen one...........
...seen 'em all. Frankly, any "John Peter" I've ever seen looks like every other: Ugly and grey. What could have been so special about Tony Clement's dick that compelled him to send pictures and a video of it to some woman? I mean, I know the guy's as ugly as sin, so maybe he thought a picture of his nether parts was a better bet than his wall-eyed face? But as I always say, if you are going to have an affair, have it with someone who has as much to lose as you. This woman must be unmarried and without children because anyone with a husband and kids would not want this out, about and frolicking in the public thoroughfare.
What an idiot. So, that's him done. Caput. Finito. Forever.
What is superlatively stupid is that it took Andrew Scheer so long to blast the guy. When it appeared it had been an isolated incident, Scheer was actually going to support him. Really?! "Well, he only sent a picture and video of his dick to one woman, so we can just let it go," Scheer must have thought. Then, when it became clear Clement had been a serial dickster, he decided to kick him out of caucus -- all the while "wishing him well on his journey of healing." What a joke! Scheer should have come down hard (pardon the reference) on Clement and kicked him to the curb immediately.
And as for the grim groper himself, Trudeau, what does he have to say? I guess not much, his own hands having wandered all over some young woman a few years ago.
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But what I really want to rave about is money. More for the natives. Tom Flanagan, professor emeritus of political science at the University of Calgary, wrote a piece in The Calgary Herald that made me seethe. Here we go:
What an idiot. So, that's him done. Caput. Finito. Forever.
What is superlatively stupid is that it took Andrew Scheer so long to blast the guy. When it appeared it had been an isolated incident, Scheer was actually going to support him. Really?! "Well, he only sent a picture and video of his dick to one woman, so we can just let it go," Scheer must have thought. Then, when it became clear Clement had been a serial dickster, he decided to kick him out of caucus -- all the while "wishing him well on his journey of healing." What a joke! Scheer should have come down hard (pardon the reference) on Clement and kicked him to the curb immediately.
And as for the grim groper himself, Trudeau, what does he have to say? I guess not much, his own hands having wandered all over some young woman a few years ago.
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But what I really want to rave about is money. More for the natives. Tom Flanagan, professor emeritus of political science at the University of Calgary, wrote a piece in The Calgary Herald that made me seethe. Here we go:
- $16.5 billion over seven years for the splitting of Indian and Northern Affairs into two departments;
- $71 million to fund programs available to new status Indians;
- $1 billion is Metis claims;
- $250 million a year for 10 years to fund new claims;
- $6 billion to settle historic claims;
- $750 million for "sixties scoop" claims; and
- $1.1 billion for Indians who contracted tuberculosis
Sunday, November 4, 2018
Puppy dogs and fairy dust
Don't know why I am on facebook, other than to keep in touch with immediate family. I mean, you'd think the fact that after having been acquitted of blasphemy by a lawful court in Pakistan, a Christian woman would be free to go on with her life. And you'd also think that someone would have something to say about this horror on facebook.
But no. Huge crowds in Pakistan are calling for her to be hanged anyway, yet no one says a peep on facebook. It's all puppy dogs, fairy dust and silliness.
As usual, I am out-of-step.
But no. Huge crowds in Pakistan are calling for her to be hanged anyway, yet no one says a peep on facebook. It's all puppy dogs, fairy dust and silliness.
As usual, I am out-of-step.
Saturday, November 3, 2018
No fun anymore
If he wasn't leaping out of bedroom windows because someone's husband had come home, he was hitchhiking to tournaments all over North America, or nursing a hangover through the first set of a championship match.
I am talking about the greatest amateur tennis star of the sixties -- and maybe all time -- Whitney Reed. Throughout his career, he beat the best of them, but had a ton of fun doing it. So did Emerson and Laver, who co-wrote a wonderful book entitled, "Tennis for the Bloody Fun of It".
Sadly, those days are long gone. No one's having any.
Take the eternally-injured and always-boring Milos Raonic. Having withdrawn from the Monte Carlo Masters in April and missing the clay-court season and French Open, Raonic pulled out of the Paris Masters with yet another right elbow injury. Gee, wonder if it had anything to do with the fact that his next opponent was to have been Federer? The guy is an embarrassment, always needing court-side treatment on his back and every other body part during matches. Why this is allowed is a mystery? Why are tennis players permitted to stop dead in the middle of matches to call for a masseur? If you're losing because your back hurts, you lose.
Whitney Reed would never have done that.
But worse is Denis Shapovalov's ditching Paris because he was "exhausted". What??!! You're 19 years old, for Gawd's sake. How can you be "exhausted"? Another Canadian bites the dust to national shame.
But one of the all-time toppers is the chronically-broken Raphael Nadal. Returning from a right-knee injury, which saw him retire from the US Open, Nadal also bailed on Paris. "Maybe I can play today, but if I try to win, my abdomen will be injured for sure," he said. "It would not be fair to say it is a real injury, but if I play it will be," he continued. In other words, I am not injured, but I might be injured, so I won't play.
How's that for logic! Hey, I haven't been hit by a car yet, but if I go out today I might be, so I'll just stay home. That's what the guy is actually saying.
Waaaaay too much money and over-training has ruined the game. Whitney, where are you when we need you?
I am talking about the greatest amateur tennis star of the sixties -- and maybe all time -- Whitney Reed. Throughout his career, he beat the best of them, but had a ton of fun doing it. So did Emerson and Laver, who co-wrote a wonderful book entitled, "Tennis for the Bloody Fun of It".
Sadly, those days are long gone. No one's having any.
Take the eternally-injured and always-boring Milos Raonic. Having withdrawn from the Monte Carlo Masters in April and missing the clay-court season and French Open, Raonic pulled out of the Paris Masters with yet another right elbow injury. Gee, wonder if it had anything to do with the fact that his next opponent was to have been Federer? The guy is an embarrassment, always needing court-side treatment on his back and every other body part during matches. Why this is allowed is a mystery? Why are tennis players permitted to stop dead in the middle of matches to call for a masseur? If you're losing because your back hurts, you lose.
Whitney Reed would never have done that.
But worse is Denis Shapovalov's ditching Paris because he was "exhausted". What??!! You're 19 years old, for Gawd's sake. How can you be "exhausted"? Another Canadian bites the dust to national shame.
But one of the all-time toppers is the chronically-broken Raphael Nadal. Returning from a right-knee injury, which saw him retire from the US Open, Nadal also bailed on Paris. "Maybe I can play today, but if I try to win, my abdomen will be injured for sure," he said. "It would not be fair to say it is a real injury, but if I play it will be," he continued. In other words, I am not injured, but I might be injured, so I won't play.
How's that for logic! Hey, I haven't been hit by a car yet, but if I go out today I might be, so I'll just stay home. That's what the guy is actually saying.
Waaaaay too much money and over-training has ruined the game. Whitney, where are you when we need you?
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