7 Replies to “Nites Ov De Rod”

  1. no comment?
    thats right, no comment.
    other than lm way to accustomed to being ignored after raising the alarm.
    something like THIS is totally out of my sphere nothing or nowhere for me to raise an alarm,
    protest, suggestion, etc so . . . . .pfft.

  2. Some US sights love posting murder statistics by race. Has anyone in Canada thought of compiling the same for this country, but adding a south Asian category and including vehicular manslaughter in the stats as murder?
    The leftist compassion for the perpetrators is astounding. Do they not realize the low regard for human human life in their home countries. Why the compassion by the judiciary for the perps but not the victims and their families?

  3. TBF … driving long haul truck driving is boring. What do you expect an immigrant to do? Be bored?
    That’s such a ‘white’ ‘colonial’ thing to do … to suffer thru boredom. To insist all people’s and cultures practice the white mans discipline.

  4. This is what Kathy Hochul’s New York State and Gavin “Greaser” Newsome’s California have unleashed on the law-abiding public in the US.

    Gotta get that pot to market and licensing 3rd world illiterates with no known address is the kind and caring thing to do. So they kill a few dozen normies along the way? The Pope will defend them.

    Hoping for gigantic class action lawsuits against both states

  5. Had to make a flying trip up to Cowtown this Thursday past. Roads were shite. Snow covered, icy, ground storm in some areas.

    I was eastbound on highway 520 between Barons & Claresholm, doing about 80k. Crested this hill & directly in front of me was this semi pulling a reefer. I slammed on the brakes, managed to not rear-end him. He was doing 30k, no lights on, no warning flashers. The conditions were poor, but not that poor. When I passed him, sure enough, had the tassels hanging from the truck.

    Later on I hit this detour south of High River. Turned west off of 2, then north directly into High River. Two lane, paved, no shoulder, snow & ice. Traffic was slow, moving up to 30k, with frequent stops. Couple miles south of High River there was this reefer in the ditch northbound. How the hell he ended up there was beyond me. I don’t know if he was playing a game or fell asleep or taking a dump or merely got bored. The tracks just led into the ditch. And, again, with the tassels.

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