11 June 2009


Listening to Don Cherry during game six's first intermission get all weepy over the sudden death of yet another Canadian soldier in the smoking heap of sudden death we know as Afghanistan has got me hitting the booze a lot more than usual. Nothing wrong with Cherry having a good sob. That is what a man should do when someone dies. The motherfucker who died was 20 years old. There is something profoundly sad, profoundly wrong and profoundly fucked up about a 20 year old Canadian dying in Afghanistan.

Everyone deals with death in their own way. I drink a lot. I drink and I think. Mostly I just drink. Once I have had my fill I feel good.

I am not done yet.

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