29 November 2013
Naturally I am in favour of selling liquor everywhere you can think of, nevermind just the proposed liquor sales expansion into grocery stores. Seriously, why the fuck we do not sell liquor in parks beats the shit out of me. Far as I am concerned prisoners ought to be able to buy themselves a drink in the can.
The whiny little private liquor store owners and their loudmouth PR department can shut the fuck up. I never could see the sense of those little overpriced scab stores. But since we have an overabundance of the little shitbox scab liquor stores I have a suggestion as to what might be done with them that ought to please everybody: turn them into marijuana stores.
Save me a place in line, motherfuckers.
Eventually, Safeway, WalMart and the rest of those corporate cocksuckers will want to take over the marijuana business as well. May as well let them. We can turn the little marijuana stores into hard drug stores. Speed, coke, that shit. Play Velvet Underground songs in the background to make you want to buy more of their fine products.
27 November 2013
We have a response from the editor's desk on our still sort of new government planning to raise our electricity rates by 28% or some fucking thing. "Assholes." The response is similar in tone and brevity to the editor's previous response to everything the Liberals have ever done except get rid of that fuckhead Gordon Campbell. The editor added one more two word comment before he was off to the bar for the day. As he slammed the door to the office he shouted, "Fuck them!"
The people, the people who could use a smart meter implanted in their brain to see how little energy they are using in there, should be real fucking happy about that 28% increase: they are getting the government they deserve: a shitty one. That is how governments trend. They get worse and worse and worse.
Then the motherfuckers get worse.
26 November 2013
Got off work
Went for a long walk
Beneath the setting sun.
First three trumpeter
Swans flew overhead,
Then seven more.
A little further along and
A little lower
In the ash blue sky
A bald eagle
Made his way.
Everything was good
Except for one thing:
I am not a fan of
The Saskatchewan Roughriders.
24 November 2013
Lot of people have been having a good old time pissing an ocean on Rob Ford. It does not seem right. At least that is how it looks through the eyes of somebody whose lifestyle is not all that fucking different from Canada's most sought after interview subject.
No wonder so many people who could make great contributions to our country do not choose to do so. They like to drink a little too much a little too often and do drugs when the mood strikes them.
So fucking what.
That is about 90% of Canadians, motherfuckers. Me included. We are not exactly a country of Mennonite librarians.
Think about this for a minute - Who would you rather have as Prime Minister of our country, Rob Ford or Stephen Harper?
Fuck Stephen Harper is what I say.
Vote Rob Ford. The Fucked Up People's Choice.
22 November 2013
The only thing worse than government thinking it knows what the fuck it is doing is people believing government knows what the fuck it is doing.
Case in point - people lobbied government to do something about the stolen metal trade. "Stop them varmints!" the government was told. Laws intended to stop the varmints were duly passed.
Laws never work and just about always have unintended negative consequences. That is why Anarchy looks so fucking good.
I have heard in the coffee shop near where I work just about every business around that has some on hand is having their diesel stolen. My sawmill has been spared, unless the thefts have yet to be noticed, because there are people around the mill at all hours. Diesel, unlike metals, is fucking easy to sell on the black market. Truckers have been cutting one another's throats for so long there is no money to be made in the business unless you have access to half price fuel or you are running dope across the border or back east.
Never forget - the government cannot solve shit. The harder it tries, the more it fucks up.
21 November 2013
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19 November 2013
Attended my first convention of my fucking near hopeless province's NDP on the weekend. It is good to have a big catalog of faces to draw on when I think broadly about my province's and country's socialist democratic alternative to the right wing scum bags that all too often get elected to fuck us around day after day.
What I learned, most importantly, is that the delegates to the convention really do care about the province, its hard working people, the environment and the economy. All we have to do is change the perception a few too many people have of us as a political party that does not know what the fuck it is doing to that of a political party that does know what the fuck it is doing and contrast that new perception with what people already know, even if they were not quite ready to admit it last spring: the Liberals are swine.
Guess the most important thing the party decided to do was develop a plan for the economy and the jobs we all need in it that people can believe in. What I call Socialism 101, motherfuckers. Second most important thing was electing a new president of the party, Craig Keating. I supported his competitor but judging by his performance in the post convention Provincial Council meeting I sat in on I would have to say the party chose well. Man has a sense of humour, a huge asset in these dark days.
16 November 2013
First Lou Reed,
Then Jack "Fucking" Munro.
Good thing they sang
Their "September Song"s
While they had the chance.
Both men were with
Me my whole life.
Both men I knew and
Admired from a distance.
Lifestyles of the rich
And famous is not something
This Beerdrinker and Hellraiser
Has ever experienced.