Saturday, September 30, 2017

Wire brushes were my life

You know it's been a slow week news-wise when the most compelling story in your weekend Globe and Mail ($6.30 from the Korean extortionists up here in the boonies) is found in the "Style" section.

Ya, it's a shame they couldn't find more space for a little news from Puerto Rico, but nobody gives a shit about that anyway. At this very moment my sister-in-law Norma is trying to get her mother out of the place. If we're lucky this disaster will re-kindle the PR sovereignty movement, but I'm not holding my breath.

So there on page three of the Globe Style section we meet Alia and Jamil Juma, a brother-sister Canadian (by way of India and Kenya) combo who are setting China on fire with their "Juma" brand of fashion accessories.

Good on them!

I was looking for a wire brush this afternoon. Wanted to brush a bit of the rust and flaking paint off the winter rims on the Subaru that recently joined the fleet here at Falling Downs, before giving them a coat of flat black Tremclad. Do you think I could find a wire brush?

No!

Which is really fucked up. I was a welder for decades. I had wire brushes and chipping hammers out the ying yang, but when I need a wire brush there's not a wire brush to be found.

That Juma story got me thinking. If Alia and Jamil can find a niche in China, maybe I can too! I think it may be time to get serious about the Big Ass Chair Company. Not enough morbidly obese people in China, you say? I figure it's just a matter of time. From what I hear those folks are falling for the North American processed food diet big-time. They equate it with modernity and progress, if such a thing can be imagined. In another few years China's gonna have tons of fatties.

That's why I should get in ahead of the curve, so to speak.

Eventually it would only make sense to move production to China, but in the meantime I could be whipping up a few proto-types right here in the garage. I did have a 220 welding plug put in there when they re-wired the place, and I'd have an ample supply of wire brushes again.

In the event, I finally gave those winter rims a scrub with the BBQ brush.

The Subaru looks great!

Meltdown in Snowflake City

So a Jew and a black dude walk into a bar at Massey College. Along comes another Jew, Massey College "Master" Hugh Segal, who joins them, whereupon the first Jew says to the black dude, "you know this is your master, eh? Do you feel the lash?"

Cue the umbrage! No, scratch that... we're way past umbrage...

Cue the OUTRAGE!!!

According to the story in my Globe this morning, some 200 faculty and students at Massey have signed a petition demanding that the speaker, 76 year old Professor Michael Marrus, one of the top holocaust scholars in the world, be tossed overboard for his racist remark.

Get outta here!

It's a joke, folks! He's riffing off the anachronistic title Massey bestows on its leader. It might be a lame joke, it might be in questionable taste, but let's get a grip!

For his part, Master Segal has already caved, offering a grovelling statement that "there is no place for overt, jocular, or subtle racism here."

And no place for jokes, apparently.

Frankly, had our "victim" offered a pithy Jewish joke in riposte, this entire calamity might have been nipped in the bud. Alas, that would have required a sense of humour, and that's something that has gone missing on college campuses in this era of political correctitude.

Time to fight fire with fire, Professor Marrus. Just call your critics a pack of antisemites and be done with it!

Friday, September 29, 2017

Hillary takes Toronto

I see where Hillary sold out a 5,000 seat venue in Toronto this week to promote her latest book, "What Happened."

The cheapest seats (what, you thought Hillsie does promo for free?) went for $64. It went up from there, up to $2,400 to actually see Hillary sign your copy of her book.

I had no idea there were so many retarded Canadians who could spare that kind of cash.

Obviously, a lot of your Annex types who bought their homes when they were still affordable on their CBC paycheques remain committed to the good fight.

The "resistance."

You know; Mikey and Hillsie and Morgan Freeman and the rest of that crowd.

The Hollywood crowd, you could say.


Here's my take.

With the election of Donny J, a lot of very nice people suddenly realized that the American political system is a stinking cesspool.

What they don't see yet is that it's been a stinking cesspool for a long time.

They should be thanking Mr. Trump for opening their eyes.

While Trudeau grandstands at the UN his minions are busy sandbagging dental care for a native kid in Calgary

This story just stinks of pettiness.

The kid needs braces. What's the big deal? Pay the f@cking bill already!

But no! Justin "Sunny Daze" Trudeau's minions would rather spend into the six numbers to deny payment to a native family for dental work that cost a tiny fraction of what the government is spending to fight the payment.

What gives?

Could it be they're afraid of setting a precedent?

Hey, if we pay for this kid's braces, a million and a half Indians are gonna run out and get braces...

Like, what exactly is the thought process here?

Frankly, this case underlines a major shortcoming of our vaunted universal health care system. How is dental care not part of health care? If your teeth are falling out and you're in chronic pain, how are you going to get a job, keep a job, and access all the other good stuff that follows?

Dental care needs to be covered by our universal health care program, not just for Josey Willier, but for every Canadian.

Uprising on the (NFL) plantation

Back in the bad old days, rich white guys buying and selling black men was called "slavery." Today rich white guys buying and selling black men is called professional sports.

There's a lot of commentary out there these days making the rather spurious analogy between slavery and pro sports. It's an analogy that has its limitations. The pro hoops slave Russell Westbrook just signed a $200,000,000 contract extension.

Slavery never looked so good!

Kinda makes you wonder where the loyalties of rich black athletes will fall at the end of the day. In the NFL, where 70% of the players are black but 70% of the fans are white, I'm guessing the majority of the players are savvy enough to know not to antagonise the majority of the fans.

The owners know that too. That's why they feel comfortable, at least for now, with their display of faux solidarity with their players. They know that when push comes to shove there'll be no shortage of wannabees of all races who will be more than willing to shuck their personal code of ethics for a big sack of loot.

At least this anthem controversy has helped take the focus off the gathering storm of that nasty brain-injury succubus that's been haunting them.


Thursday, September 28, 2017

Ottawa outsources culture to Netflix

Great idea!

After all, better Netflix than the wankers at CBC.

And don't forget Netflix is private sector, so they can do everything better anyways.

The record shows Netflix knows how to turn a dollar.

Or at least, how to spend a dollar.

Good enough!

Don't despair, though.

"Culture" ain't all it's cracked up to be.


On the other hand, one must be alert to the threat of Netflix and CBC working as a combine. Maybe they are secretly in cahoots?

And what if the both of them are secretly in cahoots with the Trudeaunistas who have been running roughshod over Ottawa these last couple of years?

About those NFL owners

It was so great to see all those white billionaire NFL owners come together in support of free speech last weekend, was it not? Not a one of them could find Kap a spot on a roster somewhere for the past year, and then, Holy Thunderin' Jeezus, if they don't turn right around and come out for "freedom of speech?"

How did it become the norm to festoon every hockey game, football game, NASCAR race and so on with all this patriotic propaganda bullshit in the first place? What exactly is the point of singing the national anthem before every gathering of any kind?

Can't it just be a game?

Where did these patriotic rituals first infiltrate the world of sport?

I don't believe the impetus would have come from the players' side. They just wanna play ball.

No, the ownership class has politicised professional sport.