Saturday, February 28, 2015

The difference between me and Karl Ove Knausgaard

Karl is a multi-million seller of books about his boring life.

Two or three people read Uwe-Dieter's blog from time to time to get caught up on his boring life.

So both Karl Ove and Uwe-Dieter have boring lives...

But here is where our paths diverge;

It would never occur to me to disparage my Newfie compatriots.

So fuck you, Knausgaard!


The murder of Boris Nemtsov has unleashed the predictable barrage of anti-Putin diatribe across all media platforms in the "free world."

When you think about it for more than two seconds, the person who has the least to gain from the murder of Boris Nemtsov would be Vladimir Putin.

It is the anti-Putin opposition, generously financed by the National Endowment for Democracy and other US government run NGO's who gain from this.

This totally plays into the hands of the Putin-haters.

If a pot-addled hillbilly in Bruce County can figure that out, I'm guessing Putin figured it out too.

Chopping firewood till the axe handle breaks...

It's been one hell of a winter.

Cold records set all across the land, month after month.

They call it "global warming."

I'm not so sure.

We enjoyed a warm spell in these parts today. Temperature went up to -7 Celsius I'm told. Apparently that's not enough to mitigate the Owen Sound frozen water-pipe crisis.

Personally, the only water-pipe crisis I ever experienced was when Junior stole my water pipe, but that's a matter for another blog-post.

As for this one, my legal team, who vet every blog-post before it hits the world-wide-web, have strongly recommended that I delete certain relevant details due to matters that are, or are about to be, "before the courts."

I spent this balmy day in shorts and flip-flops digging firewood out of the snow-drift behind the woodshed. The reason I am digging firewood out of the snow is because the nice lady at XXXXX Fuel Supply suddenly took a bitch pill one day last October, and advised me that since my furnace inspection certificate had expired the previous day, they would not be able to provide me with furnace oil until said inspection was duly expedited and archived in their files.


I have a problem with ultimatums.

No matter how reasonable the ultimatum, I just want to say fuck you.

So I've spent the entire winter, the coldest winter in history, proving to the XXXXX Fuel Supply bitch that I don't need her fuel supply.

This has not been as simple a project as it seemed that day when I first told her to go fuck herself.

As the regular reader knows very well, the prime fuel supply here at Falling Downs is that firewood I harvest every summer. The regular reader will also be acquainted with the 1,001 sound reasons why summer is never long enough to get enough wood in for the winter.

Luckily, I had a great surplus of tree trunk rounds that were waiting for the wood-splitter that I never got around to fixing, because summer was just too short. They're sitting under four feet of snow right behind the empty wood-shed.

So I've been out there with the snow-shovel, and it's a bit like an archaeological expedition; you just randomly dig in and hope for a lucky strike!

Sure enough, I've discovered a motherlode of those two hundred pound rounds under four feet of snow. They were too big to bother with last summer, but suddenly they're golden... I've been dragging them into the wood-shed and carving them up with the ten-pound maul.

It's an exercise that's been keeping the house warm and the Farm Manager quiet...

But just an hour ago, chopping those frozen rounds, the axe handle broke...

Could be trouble ahead...

Canada's submarine fleet now stalking the seven seas...

...or at least as far out into the seven seas as those air hoses will reach from Esquimalt and Halifax!

In one of the greatest boondoggles ever perpetrated on the Canadian taxpayer by our ruling class, our sub fleet has cost billions and is deemed three-quarters seaworthy a mere seventeen years after their purchase. Bear in mind they were ten years old and considered obsolete when the Brits sold them to us, and you begin to get a sense of the senselessness of this fiasco.

Canada needs a sub fleet for what? All we ever read about the Royal Canadian Navy is the yeoman's work they do as me-too tag-alongs in NATO exercises and providing back-up to the DEA in the "war on drugs." Sure we have lots of coastline, and these submarines are going to protect them from what?

A Russian invasion?

A US invasion?

Not likely...


When the supposed al-Shabaab video came out a week ago threatening the Ghermezian malls in Alberta and Minnesota, the only people who pretended to take it seriously were the nabobs in Ottawa who are desperately trolling for terror threats of all types in order to whip up support for their draconian anti-democratic Bill C-51. After all, al-Shabaab has never hit a target more than a day's donkey-cart drive from the border of Somalia.

But a week later, our resolve to stand strong in the face of ludicrously implausible terror threats is beginning to crumble. At last count, no less than twelve cheer-leading squads have dropped out of the Alberta Cheer-leading Association Championships, scheduled to begin next week at West Edmonton Mall.

Those vile al-Shabaabbers have struck a blow at the heart of Western civilization...

Is nothing sacred?

U of T exposed!

Some solid investigative journalism at Canada's newspaper of record has revealed an ugly truth; Canada's leading institution of higher learning claims to respect "academic freedom!"

It's right there on page A19 of today's Globe and Mail. Unlike their truth-loving brethren a couple of hours up the 401, the heretics at the University of Toronto continue to employ an academic who preaches scepticism about the efficacy of vaccines.

In fact, the article quotes a University PR hack claiming the school is "committed to the principles of academic freedom and freedom of speech," if one can even imagine such a thing!

What's next?.. an all-out critique of Big Pharma?

Friday, February 27, 2015

Guy who beheaded Greyhound passenger back on bus

The Vincent Li story put a wobble in the knees of anybody who ever took a Greyhound. Li was found not guilty of murder because the defence lawyers successfully played the nutso-kookoo card. He has been making such a spectacular recovery that he's now getting passes for unsupervised travel from Selkirk to Winnipeg.

Here's the CBC today;

... Li will be granted day passes to visit Winnipeg unsupervised as long as he has a working cellphone.
Li has been staying at the Selkirk Mental Health Centre since he was found not criminally responsible for stabbing and beheading Tim McLean, a 22-year-old carnival worker, aboard a Greyhound bus in July 2008.
Here's my question; will he be taking the Greyhound on those trips from Selkirk to Winnipeg?