Tuesday, February 17, 2026
Munich Clown Show: Rubio promises to make EU and NATO great again
Saturday, January 24, 2026
Globe & Mail opinion writers express their Canadian patriotism by calling Trump names
Thursday, January 1, 2026
Happy New Year! Welcome to Annus Horribilis Maximus!
Saturday, December 6, 2025
Trump's new National Security Strategy concedes victory to Russia and China
Thursday, July 10, 2025
The folly of trying to spend our way into Donald Trump's good graces
Saturday, July 5, 2025
The Triumph of Stupid
Tuesday, February 18, 2025
Is NATO over?
Sunday, February 16, 2025
Uncle Sam: destroyer of nations
Sunday, November 17, 2024
Globe & Mail once again bullshitting us about Ukraine disaster
Wednesday, October 9, 2024
Mysteries of the "deep state"
Saturday, April 6, 2024
NATO must send troops to Ukraine, or face catastrophic defeat
Wednesday, September 20, 2023
Justin Trudeau must resign and his advisers must be fired
Tuesday, August 8, 2023
High hopes and wishful thinking
Wednesday, July 12, 2023
Zelensky goes home with lots of promises but no candy
Saturday, April 22, 2023
Why Canada's "inadequate" defence spending won't get it kicked out of NATO
Tuesday, November 15, 2022
Drunk Polish farmer blows up load of fertilizer with stray ciggy butt, international incident ensues
Friday, March 25, 2022
War Pigs
When War Pigs came out, fifty-two years ago, I was a teenage wanker working at John’s Supertest on Waterloo Ave in Guelph.
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction
In the fields, the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord, yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing, spreads his wings
Oh lord, yeah!
Fifty-two years later, it’s still the same generals plotting our destruction, and the politicians moving the chess pieces are still hiding themselves away.
Everything old is new again.