Showing posts with label Patrice Vincent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Patrice Vincent. Show all posts

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Stephen Harper's Cowardly Closet and the Big Lie



Over the last year I have used this image and others like it a lot, for reasons I will explain later.

But on the one-year anniversary of that crazed gunman's assault on Parliament Hill, and the cowardly killing of Corporal Nathan Cirillo, I just want to say this:

When Stephen Harper claimed that his security detail had rushed him into that closet.

It was just another Big Lie.

Sunday, November 02, 2014

Harper's War: Will the Fear Factor Trigger an Early Election?



Well there he was at the funeral of Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent, the humble soldier who served his country so long and so well.

And where his sister tried to rescue some humanity from her brother's senseless death with this moving message. 

“Patrice’s message is to go home tonight, look at those who contribute to your happiness, to your life, and have gratitude for the love they give you, for the help they give you,” she said. 

“And he would tell you also ‘Love them, share with them your help in the way you can.’ And this was what Patrice was doing, trying to be a better man every day of his life. .

Only to have Stephen Harper ruin the uplifting mood with a snarling message of his own.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Stephen Harper, Canada's Son, and the Forgotten Soldier



There couldn't have been a more impressive and moving tribute. 

Thousands of people lining the streets of downtown Hamilton, to pay their final respects to Cpl. Nathan Cirillo. 

There couldn't have been a more heartbreaking sight...



That little boy couldn't have been braver on such a sad day.

The media couldn't expend enough words praising "Canada's son." 

They were complete strangers and close friends. They were office workers and decorated generals. Some came from other countries, others needed only to stand up from their panhandling roosts to salute the casket.

And then there was this...