My Excellent Summer and the Horror of the Cons

It's been an amazing summer so far in the place where I live. And now that I'm on holiday I've been trying to enjoy every minute.

The blue sky days, the warm breezes, the childhood memories of the days I learned to sail in a far off land.

The lazy afternoons at the island beach where I can lie in the sun, and have the luxury of time to really think about where this country is going.

The Harperland Summer and the Country Where Hope Lives

It's Labour Day. The Snowbirds are roaring over my house for the last time, heading for the CNE air show on the other side of the island. It feels like summer is over.

And the roar of the jets only reminds me of what a cataclysmic summer it has been. The summer of Gaza, ISIS, Ukraine, Ferguson and Ebola. A summer of death and destruction, hatred and despair.

And of course just another grim summer in the horror of Harperland, where hope goes to die.

So I'm really glad I spent much of July in a very different country...



Where hope is very much alive, and something incredibly beautiful is happening. 

Will YOU Survive the Con Apocalypse?

Oh ABSOLUTELY.

No problem eh?

Trust me.

Your survival is GUARANTEED.

As long as you're driving a Chevy...




And what will Canada be like when the Cons are gone forever?

Oh it will be BEAUTIFUL.

We'll change everything the Harperites ever did. We'll put them all in prison. We'll tell foreign interests to take a hike. We'll tax the rich until they scream.

So there will be enough money for pensions AND medicare.

The lamb will lie down with the lion.

And the kitten will lie down with the wolf...



But will poor little Simon survive? Since he only drives a bike.

Or paddles a teeny kayak.

Oh DEFINITELY.

As long as you promise him that progressives will eventually UNITE.

And that summer will be here soon...