As the Brexit rollercoaster keeps heading for what could be the catastrophe of a no-deal, you can feel the panic building in Britain
People are hoarding food and medicine.
There are plans to invoke martial law if riots break out.
And now it seems even the Queen is threatened.
As the whole Galactic Empire knows by now, Darth Harper's evil plan to complete his total destruction of Canada failed catastrophically.
When his tiny Death Star was blown to smithereens by his nemesis, Hans Solo Trudeau...
But although Harper's party has lost its head, and Rona Ambrose is steering her even tinier Death Star to disaster.
The Con conspiracy in this country is very much alive, and apparently plotting to take back the country by whatever means necessary.
As I've mentioned before, ever since the good Prince Justin toppled the evil King Harper, I've feel like I'm living in some kind of fairy tale.
A really nice one.
Trudeau is wowing people in this country and all over the world, for some of the princely moves he's been making...
As well as for his sunny personality, and his coolness.
And of course for having crushed and humiliated the depraved tyrant Stephen Harper, and liberated Canada from his nightmare rule.
So I wasn't surprised to see that when he visited a government building in Ottawa, civil servants gave him a rock star reception.
For what seemed like forever, they were the ads we couldn't get away from. The Con's porky Economic Action Plan ads coming at us from every direction twenty-four seven.
Trying to brainwash us into believing that the Cons knew what they were doing. And that Stephen Harper was a Great Economist Leader.
They were irritating, they were maddening, it was like North Korea, or Big Brother. Or like some giant hog screaming at us "Vote for us and we'll pay you!!!"
So I'm glad to see that ghastly hog has finally expired.
I missed the ferry back to the city so I could get this shot. The one I have been dreaming about for more than nine years.
The shot of the sun going down, at last, on Stephen Harper's long and monstrous reign of terror.
To make it even better it was a glorious, warm, Indian Summer evening, as if Mother Canada herself was celebrating, or rewarding us for having given that ghastly tyrant the boot.
And as a bonus there was Harper himself, reminding us why he was more than good to go.
Well as I'm sure you know, they say you can't trust a Con as far as you can see, or spit.
For they lie and cheat to win elections, and nothing they do is quite what it appears to be.
Now take a good look at that photo of the David Cameron, the British Prime Minister who is inflicting untold misery on the poor people of that country.
And then take a look at this one.
He closes his eyes a lot these days. And it's hard to say whether he's still sniffing for a majority. Or whether he's praying for deliverance.
His new ads that are now saturating the airwaves claim that it's not about him.
But Stephen Harper couldn't be more wrong.
It is all about him, and it is as Don Martin writes, a Harperendum.
I rarely agree with anything Andrew Coyne says or writes. I don't share his missionary faith in an economic system that I believe has been corrupted to its core by the rich and the powerful.
There couldn't be a better example of that corruption, than the way the big MSM organizations like Postmedia are commanding its editorial employees to endorse the Harper Cons.
And ironically enough, in this campaign, Coyne may be its first casualty.
Well he is desperate. He has no moral compass. He is the worst crime minister this country has ever known.
And he is a low life hog.
So what do you expect?
Oh dear. I see that Stephen Harper had to take the day off yesterday. No doubt to try to recover from the brutal effects of the long campaign he inflicted upon himself.
And get a full spa treatment.
Because let's face it he needs one...
Every day he looks more bagged and more desperate.
But who can blame him? When he probably can't sleep at night thinking about how he might soon be humiliated by the Son of the Anti-Christ, the spawn of the Great Satan, Justin Trudeau.
I was going to write a post about young Canadians and the campaign to get them to vote. But like so many of them I was just too tired, after attacking the punching bag at the gym like I wanted to kill it.
I had to, I was that angry.
For this this was the day when the horror of this campaign finally sank in, and made me explode with rage. Rage at the bigotry of the Cons, or at other bloggers for seeming to surrender.
Because I just can't believe to what monstrous place Stephen Harper has taken us.
If anyone doubted that Stephen Harper's plan to strip the citizenship of dual citizens convicted of terrorist offences was a slippery slope, and entirely political, consider the evidence.
First the Cons announced that they were stripping the citizenship of a wannabe jihadi born in Jordan.
Now they are considering doing the same to one born in Canada.
From the moment Justin Trudeau was named Liberal leader, Stephen Harper and his foul Cons went after him in what can only be described as a bestial manner.
The brutish Harper has tried to portray Trudeau as foppish dilettante, not ready, and too dangerous to be prime minister. He has questioned his masculinity. Him and his Cons now calling him a terrorist sympathizer.
But most of all the depraved bully Harper has tried to turn him into caricature, a cardboard cutout, a doll. So he could more easily destroy him.
So in that regard I found Jonathan Kay's impressions of the real Justin Trudeau, the man behind that caricature, both interesting and moving.
There are now just three weeks to go before the election that will decide the fate of Canada, and we find out whether it will live or die.
And it's hard to escape a feeling of foreboding now that we know for sure how Stephen Harper and his twisted Aussie gremlin Lynton Crosby are hoping to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.
By having Harper pose a Great Warrior Leader, the sheriff of the manly men Con posse, who would PROTECT us all the dangers of the world, from economic catastrophe to an invasion of refugees and hookers.
Even though we all know the nerd Harper couldn't be less of a warrior, or more of a coward...
Well there was Stephen Harper in Quebec yesterday, locking a promise never to raise taxes into a giant safe.
Vowing to put a tax lock on our future.
Stephen Harper is making a promise to keep his promise.
A re-elected Conservative government would introduce so-called “tax lock” legislation that would prohibit increases to federal tax rates, Harper announced Friday.
The gesture is a symbolic one, enshrining in law what Harper has already repeatedly promised and allowing him to say other parties — should they form future governments — would have to break the law in order to raise taxes.
And while some wondered whether he got the idea from a Saturday Night Live skit.
If you missed last night's French-language debate you can relax because you didn't miss much.
The debate had its lively moments, but there were no knock out punches, and I very much doubt that it will move many votes in Quebec or in the rest of Canada.
Tom Mulcair survived the combined assault of his opponents, Justin Trudeau more than held his own, Elizabeth May did surprisingly well considering she doesn't speak French as well as the others. And Gilles Duceppe started strong and quickly faded.
But what the debate did show conclusively is that Stephen Harper is determined to use the niqab issue to try to win the election.
I'm sure many of you have seen this great sign carved into a field in Buford, Ontario, by a good Canadian to make it absolutely clear what he thinks of Stephen Harper.
People flying over John Langs’ farm know exactly how the retired civil servant feels about the upcoming election.
“I think it’s time he left, I think he’s been bad for Canada,” Langs said.
So I wasn't surprised to see that the Cons had claimed to match it with this sign allegedly carved into a fallow field in Alberta.
But as with all things Con, almost nothing is what it seems.
Well there was Stephen Harper yesterday, standing in front of a wall of PROTECT signs, defending his miserly response to the refugee crisis.
And playing the politics of fear.
Conservative Leader Stephen Harper is defending his government’s approach to the Syrian refugee crisis as “generous and responsible.”
And he took aim at the Liberals and New Democrats for what he branded as their “reckless” promises to throw open Canada’s doors to assist with the humanitarian crisis.
But of course he would, because he knows that issue is working for him, and he is only following the orders of his Australian attack dingo Lynton Crosby.
It looked like a scene in that sordid B-movie, The Rise and Fall of Jesus Harper.
The one where the Oily Messiah takes a fishy deficit and miraculously turns it into a tiny surplus.
Stephen Harper seemed to have some extra spring in his step Monday after struggling on a variety of fronts in what has been a tough campaign so far.
The reason? News that the government posted a surprise $1.9-billion surplus in 2014-15 — bringing the country’s books back into balance a year earlier than expected.
Only to have it revealed that he is no Jesus, and it was no miracle.
Well I can only imagine what Stephen Harper must have been feeling like when he returned to his war room or his rubber room last night.
But he must have been fit to be tied, or bouncing off the walls.
Because he couldn't have had a worse day. There just wasn't ANY good news.
It was all horrible...
