And a few quick links of my own. Being the leadup to Christmas, it seems like half the goal masks in western Canada have landed on my doorstep, and they all need to be ready to fit under the tree. So, it’s long days of inhaling solvents and frozen fingers in a very cool body shop for me. And not much energy left for blogging.
So, without further adieu;
Sing along with Paul Desmarais: “The Annan bone is connected to the Strong bone, the Strong bone is connected to the Desmerais bone.The Desmarais bone is connected to the Chretien bone, and the Martin bone, and the Volker bone and the…”
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That does it. I’m starting my own damned religion and invoking Kate-ia Law for the parking tickets God forbids me to pay.
Right after I find my long-lost Indian grandmother.
“As one of my great predecessors, Pierre Trudeau, once put it, we are a little bit like the mouse sleeping next to an elephant.”
At least the Liberals understand what has been accomplished since the Second World War: they have turned a world power into a sleeping mouse.
“She said mediators should screen each partner before arbitration started to ensure the process was voluntary and not the product of domestic violence or intimidation.”
Yeah, like that’s gonna work.
This new Kate-ia religion intrigues me – does it involve any virgins?
Good riff today, with lotsa clever allusions.You have talent.
In the true spirit of diversity and inclusivity (I know its not a word) I move we bring back trial by combat, blood -feuds and tossing witches into ponds to see whether they float. Happy Giving-Tree Festival to you all.