Golly. It's hard to believe that the horrible year of 2012 in Harperland is finally almost over.
And that I'm still standing.
For if on this day in 2010 I wrote this:
It was the worst of years. The year when the crazed tyrant Stephen Harper ripped a giant hole in the fabric of Canada, chewed on its heart and its liver, and lied through his bloody teeth.
This year was even WORSE.
One day historians, or forensic psychiatrists, will no doubt argue over why Stephen Harper was prepared to let Chief Theresa Spence die.
Was it because that cold, cruel, man couldn't feel the pain of others?
Or was it because he was a coward?
As Chief Theresa Spence enters the 16th day of her hunger strike, with Stephen Harper still refusing to meet her, I see his inaction is causing some old Canadian demons to take flight.
Flying out of their internet caves like bats, and emitting bigot sounds.
When I woke up today and saw that it had snowed, for the first time this winter, I felt like I was back in Canada eh?
Because I can't imagine winter in the Great White North without snow. Just like I can't imagine this country without the Québécois or the First Nations.
So I can't understand why a Canadian Prime Minister would refuse to meet with a chief from one of those nations, even though his pride might kill her.
His name was Maj. Paeta Hess-von Kruedener.
He was a Canadian peacekeeper who was killed murdered by the Israeli military in 2006.
Now the Canadian military, and the Harper government, are trying to cover-up how he died.
The Defence Department has quietly removed from the Internet a report into the killing of a Canadian military officer by Israeli forces, a move the soldier’s widow says is linked to the Conservative government’s reluctance to criticize Israel for any wrongdoing.
I didn't want to blog tonight. I just wanted to enjoy Christmas.
But I couldn't get these two contrasting images out of my mind.
Chief Theresa Spence slowly starving to death.
While Stephen Harper, with a weird look on his face, plays cribbage.
Oh no. Just when I thought the War on Christmas was over. Here it comes again.
As brought to us by Bill O'Reilly, the Fox Nation, and this year by Santa himself.
I can't imagine a worse way to end this horrible year in Harperland than having Luka Magnotta awarded the title of Newsmaker of the Year.
For not only is that cruel psychopath smirking in his jail cell tonight.
It also says so much about about the country we have become, and how low we have fallen.
Uh oh. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. Stephen Harper has admitted he is getting his guidance from above.
Asked about how faith influences his decisions, Harper said that he prays regularly to “ask for strength and for wisdom.”
Which explains the state our country is in, and why the Con regime is going up in flames faster than the burning bush. Or down in flames faster than the F-35.
But doesn't explain why he is ignoring the ninth commandment: Thou shalt not bear false witness.
It was a wonderful sound. A glorious sound that made my spirit soar like a bird.
The sounds of native drums beating all over North America.
OMG. Somebody call Interpol or the International Hipster Police. I knew the sinister Con operatives in the PMO are desperate, but this is the limit !@#!@
The Con drone who pretends to be Stephen Harper on Twitter is trying to fool Canadians into gagging on the ultimate Big Lie.
By doing his/her/its best to make it look like Great Nerd Leader is as cool as Homer Simpson !!!!
It's hard to believe that a native leader from a suffering community, would have to go on a hunger strike, to try to get a meeting with a Canadian Prime Minister.
On the eve of a day of aboriginal protest, the hunger-striking chief of the troubled Attawapiskat First Nation is again calling for a meeting with the prime minister and Canada’s governor-general.
And even harder to believe that Stephen Harper would let her starve rather than talk to her. For either he is incapable of even the smallest noble gesture. Or he's AFRAID of her eh?
Golly. I have no idea why Pat Martin called the Cons rat faced whores.
Martin launched into a Twitter tirade for the ages Wednesday night, calling the Conservative Party “rat faced whores” and attacking Public Safety Minister Vic Toews’ personal life to express his displeasure over not being invited to an announcement for a local infrastructure project.
I know they're always jumping into bed with foreign interests, for money. Or handing out cheese to their supporters. But can rats OINK?
Gawd. If my protest calendar for December wasn't booked solid.
And if I hadn't got plastered at the office Christmas party.
I might have been walking around today with a sign reading "Free Darwin Now."
And so it's finally over. So many years after they went missing, were murdered by a monster, and all but traces of them destroyed.
The police have apologized, again, for not catching the killer sooner.
And an inquiry has told us what we already knew.
Well I see that the camera caught Stephen Harper in an unusually tender moment.
Claiming that he had to turn off the TV when the sights and sounds of the Newtown Massacre became too much to bear.
“I think once you’ve been a father, you’re affected by the deaths of children in a much more profound way than other people. It’s hard for me to talk about it,” he said in a one-on-one interview with Global National anchor Dawna Friesen.
“It’s hard for me to imagine how anybody can be so deranged, so angry, so troubled that they would do such a thing. It’s really beyond our comprehension.”
Which was all very moving eh? If it wasn't so phony. Or so deranged.
Uh oh. Zombie alert. As if the Newtown Massacre wasn't scary enough, here comes Vic Toews, the Minister of Public Insecurity.
Stumbling out of his crypt to claim that the Cons are protecting Canadians from gun violence.
"We made (it) very clear that there are certain types of firearms that simply should not be in the hands of civilians. They have a very specific police or military purpose, but we believe that they should not be in the hands of ordinary citizens," Toews said.
While conveniently forgetting to mention that the assault rifle that killed all those children and their teachers is easily available in Canada.
I was glad to see Obama visit the latest community in America to be shattered by gun violence. And I was happy to hear him say this.
"We can't tolerate this any more. These tragedies must end. And to end them, we must change.
So maybe all the poor little children, and the brave adults who tried to save them, didn't die in vain.
But I just wish Obama had mentioned the word "gun" instead of invoking "God" so many times. Because there was more than enough God and madness in America today.
You might think that Jim Flaherty would be satisfied with ramming through his latest Trojan Horse budget.
His ghastly swollen beast stuffed to the gills with toxic waste.
But no. Now he's going after seniors and the Canada Pension Plan.
I'm sure you know how I feel about guns and gun violence. And how I feel about those who hurt children.
So you can imagine how I feel about this horror.
A heavily armed man opened fire inside a Connecticut elementary school Friday leaving 27 dead — including 20 children — and forcing students to cower in classrooms and then flee with the help of teachers and police.
But for hours I wasn't able to write anything about it. I had to write about something else. Not because I was sad, although I was. But because I was so angry.
Well mad King Harper, he of the reverse Midas touch, may still covet his golden toy, as it slowly turns into a steaming cow pie.
I want it. I MUST have it !! I WILL have it !! I'm the f***ing King of Canada !!!!#@!!
But sadly for him most sane Canadians, and most in the MSM, know a debacle when they see one.
All hail Great Monkey Leader and his five fourteen year plan to make China richer !!!
Where if you're Canadian we don't want you.
The B.C. Federation of Labour says documents show it will be 14 years before Canadians replace all the temporary foreign workers from China hired to work at an underground coal mine in northern B.C.
Holy Mayan prophesy. I think I now know how the Con regime is going to end eh?
Not with a bang but a whimper. With acts of sheer folly, and howls of laughter.
For there was Stephen Harper today, in the Con circus that was once our Parliament, accusing the NDP of being a "gong show."
Sometimes in the court of the Monkey King it's hard to keep your eyes on the prize.
To lower your sight enough to understand his real role in Canadian history.
For while we all know he's now China's latest plaything.
Oh my Ding Dong. Deck the gazebo with boughs of holly.
Or steaming mounds of horse shit.
Tony Clement, the King of Muskoka and the Minister of Misery, wants us all to know something REALLY important.
He's no grinch, and the Cons don't hate Christmas.
Well I suppose we should have known eh?
This is after all Con Canada, home of the Porky Action Plan.
But it turns out that if we want to know what's in the Nexen deal for Canadians, we have to ask the Chinese.
He is the worst and most divisive Prime Minister in Canadian history.
A cold, cruel, right-wing ideologue who is trying to change this country beyond recognition, without the consent of most of its citizens.
He has made a mockery out of our Parliament, bullied his opponents, and muzzled scientists. He is a tool of Big Oil, who is selling us out to foreign interests.
He has raped our values, and shamed us in the eyes of the world. But still Rex Murphy wonders why so many Canadians hate Stephen Harper.
Historians will probably debate whether it was the strange smile, or the way he opened his mouth and showed his teeth, that gave the game away.
Or whether it was the spiffy straw hat.
But nobody will be able to deny that Great Helmsman Leader tried to do the impossible today.
Oh no. Tora, Tora, Tora !!!!!!
I mean... Mayday, Mayday, Mayday !!!!!
It looks as if Stephen Harper's plans for Total World Domination, have come crashing down to earth.
It's hard to believe that it's been 23 years since their lives ended so suddenly and so brutally.
Their faces still stare out at us, so young and full of hope.
If they had lived some of them might have kids in university today. And some of their daughters might be studying to be engineers, striding confidently down a road that their mothers helped pave.
For let's never forget that they were pioneers, proud young women making a place for other women, in a male dominated profession. And that's why Marc Lepine killed them.
They have turned our Parliament into a circus, and our democracy into a farce.
They strangle debate, they never answer any questions
Just repeat one Big Lie after the other.
They mock their opponents, like a gang of bullies drunk with power.
But this is the absolute limit.
As I write this they have started voting on the Godzilla Budget in the House of Commons, and what a horror show it is.
The ghastly good ol' boys from the Reform Party whooping it up as they bury our democracy. Again.
Three days ago he was the mouth that roared. Lecturing U.N. delegates like some crazed televangelist, as if they were children.
Blasting the Palestinians for daring to ask for humble observer status, claiming it was an "impediment to peace."
But today after Israel delivered what the gentle Ban-Ki-moon described as an "almost fatal blow" to the peace process, John Baird was strangely subdued.
Oh no. How could I have been so wrong?
This is no mere bromance, no sordid one or fifty-night stand.
This the real thing.
Harper tweeted on Saturday that he spoke to Netanyahu and that he "thanked Canada for its friendship and principled position this week at the UN."
A love story so red hot it melts the boundaries of decency. Stretches the bonds of sadism. Blows its way from Ottawa rural Alberta to Jerusalem. And ejaculates in the face of reason.
Oh goody. I see that TV stations have started running It's a Wonderful Life over and over again.
So Christmas can't be more than a month away !!!!
Although I've gotta say I really hate the Con version eh?
Where John Baird plays the senile Uncle Billy, who instead of just losing the money, loses his marbles and his dignity.
Oh no. I can't believe it. For a while I thought this was the last I would see of the Con klown Rob Ford.
Standing there, a stunned look on his idiot face, watching his career, and his team, going down the toilet.
And like so many people in Toronto I thought it was a thing of beauty.
