Stuttering from the Throne.
Not for five minutes of all my life am I ever going to see any high-level Ottawa ceremony without for a few seconds wondering why all those people are dressed like Santa Claus.
So, what have we got: Repealment of the long gun registry, another point of GST cut (with the highest tuition rates, spottiest health insurance coverage, and lowest public school test scores in a decade), re-iteration of proposed criminal law legislation that sounds like it came out of a liquor store in darkest Texas, and HEY, GUESS WHAT, WE FUCKED AROUND SO LONG THAT THERE'S NO CHANCE WE'LL MEET KYOTO, EVEN THOUGH WE FUCKING SIGNED IT, SO LET'S DROP IT, HA HA HA! I'm surprised David Suzuki didn't explode in a flaming tower of hippie rage visible from the opposite coast.
So, the only remotely intelligent thing said in the Throne Speech was the laying out of plans re: training troops and police in Afghanistan and setting a withdrawl date. And that, boys and girls, is NOT enough to justify the fuckers staying in charge.
I have never, ever been grateful to Gilles Duceppe, but it was bound to happen some day. For about six minutes. The other parties are just too chicken to stand up and have a tantrum right there in front of the Throne, is all. Not that I can never respect a good tantrum. In this case, a tantrum is quite likely warranted. I'm thinking of indulging in one.
And okay, you know what? I'm getting incredibly sick of every politician (except the NDP so far, and uh, the NDP) whining about how nobody wants an election, how nobody wants to "plunge the country" into an election, how no one wants to "go through the chaos and expense" of an election. You dumb fucks, that's what you do in a democracy. If you have significant enough dissent, you HAVE AN ELECTION. IN WHICH PEOPLE VOTE. Clearest way I know to ACTUALLY find out what the populace wants, as opposed to whining about the terrors of "plunging."
PETER MANSBRIDGE. STOP SAYING "PLUNGED." STOP IT RIGHT NOW. YOUR PLUNGING PRIVILEGES HAVE BEEN REVOKED.
My opinion? Fuck the expense. Fuck the confusion. Fuck the Conservatives' apparently debilitating terror of gravity. I'd love, for once, to see an election in which the mainstream parties have to scramble, and don't have time to muddle everything past comprehension. I like to think that haste and necessity might require them to actually say what they mean. (Not "expect," precisely. "Like to think.")
Want an election? BRING IT ON, I say.
In other news, the Interpol-hounded international pedophile currently being hunted through Asia? Is not only a Canadian, but FROM MAPLE RIDGE. Oh, hometown. *twitch, twitch*
...and now it's dissolved into talking about how the entire Internet is a pedophile clubhouse. Time to change the channel before I shout at Peter Mansbridge again.
So, what have we got: Repealment of the long gun registry, another point of GST cut (with the highest tuition rates, spottiest health insurance coverage, and lowest public school test scores in a decade), re-iteration of proposed criminal law legislation that sounds like it came out of a liquor store in darkest Texas, and HEY, GUESS WHAT, WE FUCKED AROUND SO LONG THAT THERE'S NO CHANCE WE'LL MEET KYOTO, EVEN THOUGH WE FUCKING SIGNED IT, SO LET'S DROP IT, HA HA HA! I'm surprised David Suzuki didn't explode in a flaming tower of hippie rage visible from the opposite coast.
So, the only remotely intelligent thing said in the Throne Speech was the laying out of plans re: training troops and police in Afghanistan and setting a withdrawl date. And that, boys and girls, is NOT enough to justify the fuckers staying in charge.
I have never, ever been grateful to Gilles Duceppe, but it was bound to happen some day. For about six minutes. The other parties are just too chicken to stand up and have a tantrum right there in front of the Throne, is all. Not that I can never respect a good tantrum. In this case, a tantrum is quite likely warranted. I'm thinking of indulging in one.
And okay, you know what? I'm getting incredibly sick of every politician (except the NDP so far, and uh, the NDP) whining about how nobody wants an election, how nobody wants to "plunge the country" into an election, how no one wants to "go through the chaos and expense" of an election. You dumb fucks, that's what you do in a democracy. If you have significant enough dissent, you HAVE AN ELECTION. IN WHICH PEOPLE VOTE. Clearest way I know to ACTUALLY find out what the populace wants, as opposed to whining about the terrors of "plunging."
PETER MANSBRIDGE. STOP SAYING "PLUNGED." STOP IT RIGHT NOW. YOUR PLUNGING PRIVILEGES HAVE BEEN REVOKED.
My opinion? Fuck the expense. Fuck the confusion. Fuck the Conservatives' apparently debilitating terror of gravity. I'd love, for once, to see an election in which the mainstream parties have to scramble, and don't have time to muddle everything past comprehension. I like to think that haste and necessity might require them to actually say what they mean. (Not "expect," precisely. "Like to think.")
Want an election? BRING IT ON, I say.
In other news, the Interpol-hounded international pedophile currently being hunted through Asia? Is not only a Canadian, but FROM MAPLE RIDGE. Oh, hometown. *twitch, twitch*
...and now it's dissolved into talking about how the entire Internet is a pedophile clubhouse. Time to change the channel before I shout at Peter Mansbridge again.