neumann's blog
Thursday, November 12, 2026
Should it not be beyond obvious by now Mark Carney is 100% in the tank for the Epstein class?
Wednesday, November 11, 2026
Invited Katy Perry over to dance with an old fart whose son actually has talent; you decide if Zav Fluffy or Junior deserves to have their daddy snuggling with the hottest hottie of all time
Frankly, I think it ain't even a fair fight. Check out the Zav tune that got his Dad and daddy's date a-twerkin'. I'll fess up right here I probably have a parental bias going on, but does that kinda crap still interest anybody gainfully employed as something other than a DJ?
On the other hand, my son has left a vast archive of highly original shit all over the worldwideweb forever, and unlike Zav, had to pay his bills by spending the best years of his life as calamari specialist in the finest Italian restaurant in town. But you feel the pain of those years in the authenticity of his music, as I'm sure you'll agree.
Nevertheless, I'm guessing Zav's future in the biz is golden. Ain't no venue managers gonna boycott Zav for his antisemitism, are they! Look for Zav to headline the half-time show at Davos next year
The coast is clear, Katy! I'm retired, so any time that suits your sched... and please, no butt-slapping.
Prime Minister announces "Road to Resources" Mackenzie Valley highway to Arctic
Tuesday, November 10, 2026
At least when Hitler did genocide, he had the decency to hide it
Vile though they were, the Nazi bigwigs remained beholden to bygone moral codes. When they deliberately embraced evil, they knew enough to cover their tracks.
That was 75 years ago. The allied nations defeated those genocidal scum, and held them to account. The Nuremberg Trials happened, the highwater mark for human rights and freedom in the history of humanity!
Well, all I can say, is in the 75 years since the triumph of liberal democracy at Nuremberg, the very champions of freedom and free speech and human rights and democracy who prevailed then, have turned the world upside-down, and have non-stop beshat every civilizational standard we imagined we were upholding at Nuremberg.
As we gather once again on the eleventh day, etc, let's also take a moment to mourn everything we've lost, values wise. For three years the world has had a live video feed of genocide on their screens 24/7. Nobody is trying to hide anything, and no one is in the slightest perturbed. In fact, citizens of the liberal democracies who have dared speak against the holocaust happening now are hounded and harassed across the Nations of Virtue!
The leading champions of Western Civ are neck deep in the holocaust ongoing in Palestine, and we're not even trying to hide it?
Here we go again - the annual 11/11/11 celebration of mass murder
There's nothing more solemn than Remembrance Day, when we celebrate the memory of the Canadians who gave their lives in The Great War, so that the British Empire might survive.
Which it didn't, so a skeptic might wonder, what's the point? Well, the point is, the upper echelon of thought leaders today are totally baffled as to how they might entice the youth of today to die for our country. They seem to lack motivation to lay down their lives for our democratic way of life, which is about to be overrun by freedom-hating Persians, Koreans, Rooskies, and Chinese communists.
Fact is, they can't. And here's a big slice of the reason why. The vast majority of Canadian youth will never risk their lives to save their way of life, because their quality of life sucks shit! I think our Laurentian Brahmins might want to up their game a little before they expect a surge of volunteers at the CAF recruiting offices.
Things were different in the WW1. On July 1 of 1916, almost three hundred young Newfoundlanders gave their lives for the British Empire in a single day, and that at a time when the pop of NL in total was under 300k! That would be the equivalent of 40,000 young Canadians gone in a single day of war today, to save our democratic way of life???
Fat chance!
Monday, November 9, 2026
From '66 hemi-Charger to '88 Mustang small-block, the never-ending downward spiral of my old pal Kipling
And wait till you get a load of his daily driver; a four-door Pontiac Laurentian sedan, in factory original "firemist red metallic," three-on-the-tree, in case anyone remembers what that means, and a straight six! The darned thing is almost older than he is!
The humiliation must be constant, especially given Kipling's stature in the "supercar" community back in the day. That word had different associations fifty years ago. Today a "supercar" is a Maclaren or Bugatti a mid-level Ukrainian intelligence operative would be tooling around Monaco in, whereas the word formerly referred to American iron that was 500 hp or better, or at least close to it.
It wasn't hard to separate the wheat from the chaff in that arena. A 12 second quarter miler with wheelie bars is a sure sign you're a poser, not a player. That's why Kipling was a local legend after he'd had three bona fide American supercars for sale on his front lawn at the same time! We're talking not one, but two of the legendary solid-lifter big-block SS Novas, and, hold on to your hat, one of only eight '66 hemi-Chargers sold new in all of Canada!
Fast forward 150 years or so, and the poor sod was up eyeballing the Mustang Fifty that's been sleeping under a blanket of birdshit in my garage the last ten years or so. On a good day she wouldn't have made half the horsies of a hemi or a rat, but by golly, my old pal is in the mood to fix up something not-too-scary for the grandkids who get a little closer to driving age with every passing year.
In the three or so hours of poking and prodding under the hood and under the car itself, we learned she's not the worse for ten years coated in bird droppings, and when his grand-daughters hit driving age, they'll show up to their high-school in a 40 year-old classic!
Well, the cars may be slower, but Kipling still has the touch. Had I taken the 'stang to a shop in town, I would have bid farewell to the better part of a grand to learn what my old pal figured out in three hours, for the price of breakfast!
Oh shit! I think he even paid for that!
Sunday, November 8, 2026
Something nasty is blowing in...
Just came in from the stoop, where I' d briefly retreated for a breath of fresh air, and also had a whizz, since I'm out there anyway, and I gotta say, the sky ain't lookin' happy.
There's some nasty shit a-brewin', and so far there haven't been any weather alerts..
Be that as it may, I'm gonna take a chance and call it a day... let the cold front blow through while I catch some much-needed rest...
Yet another great thing about life in this fair land, at least for those of us not living in dumpsters, the nastiest shit blowin' in is a cold front, whereas our EU allies just learned the Towelheads o' Terror in Tehran have a new long-range hypersonic missile they're itching to try out!
Our EU/ NATO allies are anticipating an imminent hot front!