Stephen Harper won a second term as Prime Minister of Canada yesterday. Congratulations, Steve, you’ve managed to “dominate” a relatively benign race between yourself an a few truly uninspiring national characters. Time and money well spent. Despite my half-assed efforts to prevent the inevitable, I’d say, it was a lack-luster job well done.
So what if you only squeaked out a minority, you picked up 12 seats in Parliament, right? Speaking of half-assed efforts. Shit…
I just arrived home from St. Therese of the Child of Jesus School where I cast my ballot to vote an ever increasingly absurd “sweater vest” out of office. I urge my fellow Canadian citizens to partake in similar actions, in their respective areas.
But I guess anything can and will happen. Face it, Harper got in once, it can’t be that hard to do it again. What with the bar, so obviously, being set so low.
Why is it we don’t expect or get any more than the bare minimum?
I came across this today at PunkNews.org. “Travis Barker Updates Blog From Hospital Bed” where he is “detailing his recovery.” I, briefly, commented on him and his situation in a previous post, a couple, or three weeks ago?Â
In my post I wrote about Travis having just been involved in a rather serious plane crash in Columbia, South Carolina, the Friday night before. Where 4 other passengers in the plane perished. So en route to another, possibly not as serious point, I highlighted what happened to him and wished him well.
In the PunkNews.org post it said many things, but most confusing was;
“Every step seems huge at this point, and Im doing EVERYTHING I can possibly do to get back to my kids. Yes, I did start eating meat again, but if it helps me to be home holding my little humans sooner, then its all worth it…”Â
He starts off fine. I can totally relate. But if by “home” he meant an afterlife I can’t say I have any serious objections to that logic, aside from the obvious, of course. But seriously what the hell kind of advice is eating meat as a way to heal? And heal quicker? Truly bizarre…
I was rootin’ through my RSS feeds this morning when I came across “The Horn Of Plenty Offers Plenty Of Things Besides Carcass” on Propagandhi’s website;
“Please, save a turkey the ultimate insult of having to coarse through your rotten, filthy, substandard bowels and then pour out into the toilet the day after Thanksgiving. Thank you. Have a good day. Say ‘Hello’ to your relatives for me…”
What could I ever hope to add to The Rod’s sentiment, except, of course, say “Hello” to your family from me, too. Happy Thanksgiving…