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December 31, 2005
Car Thieves and Other Musings……
I read with interest and amazement the cover story in ‘The Province’ today. Yet another documentary on the failed criminal justice system in this, the country of kangaroo courts. I’m talking of course about the car thief who stole as many as a thousand cars before his 23rd birthday.
Forget all the liberal bullshit about personal rights and social responsibility towards the criminals. The responsibility of any organization of governance or justice system HAS to be towards the protection of society against harm and lawbreakers. Not the protection of the lawbreakers from society. When you have a variation from this absolute, you end up with what we have now.
As such there were two points critical to this situation. Points that stand on their own as principles that need no fill in with the empty detritus of personal feelings or storyline stuffing to build a word count.
One: The thief blames crystal meth for stealing his life.
What bullshit. What complete and utter bullshit. Any society or individual in a society capable of believing that nonsense deserves to suffer at the hands of these scumbags. It is nothing more than the typical blaming of somebody or something else for your own undoing. (A common thing heard in this land and utter crap each and every time.)
He took the crystal meth. He chose to do what he did. He made the decision each and every time. I was never there forcing him to take drugs, so it was his own god damned fault. Nobody stole his youth from him but himself. What a fucking loser.
Two: “I stole because I could.”
He’s right. He did. He was arrested many, many times and always went back and stole again, often within hours of being released on bail. And why?
Is it because of the Police? Do we blame the Judges? No. We have to blame ourselves. We have a society that doesn’t have the balls to protect itself, and as such falls victim to the bully tactics (and that’s what they are) of thieves and criminals. We refuse to stand up to them and do what is right and just and protect ourselves. Canada is a nation of wimps and we are reaping what we have sown. I’ve said it before and I will say it again; “We have no justice system in Canada, only a legal industry.”
A simple example will prove my point. He says he stole a thousand cars. Ok, fine. I accept that. But I put to you this question: “How many cars could steal if he had no hands?”
We don’t need expensive tax dollar wasting jails for people like him. I suggest the following would work.
First offence, cut off his left index finger.
Second offense, cut off his left thumb.
Third offense, cut off his left hand.
Forth offence, cut off his right thumb.
Fifth offence, cut off his right hand.
There. Simple. And you know, I don’t even feel awkward or queasy suggesting it. And even if it doesn’t prevent nine hundred and ninety five stolen vehicles from him alone, it would certainly have cut it down significantly. And if the same thing was done, swiftly and without mercy to each and every car thief; how many cars do you think would keep getting stolen?
I’m sick and tired of paying too much for MY car insurance, just to subsidize the actions of his lot. I’m sick and tired of paying too many taxes to support a system that sticks these guys back on the street so they can steal again.
Can anybody, anybody at all give me a fair and decent argument against the validity of my proposal?
I doubt it. But go ahead and try. I dare ya.
~ AP
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December 26, 2005
Bag Clips & Other Yuletide Mirth……
Well, Christmas has come and gone again. It seems like it was just a year ago that we were decorating trees and eating our body weight in turkey. And suddenly it’s over. I will miss the raw excitement of last minute shopping and desperation wrapping.
We all know those special moments……when you’re working feverishly to finish, well lubricated with eggnog and spiced rum and you realize that not only are you suddenly out of tape, but that the last roll of paper only had one revolution of the tube and there you are, with a strip of paper 30 inches long and 4 inches wide and a big pink Barbie ‘Hummer’ to wrap and it’s Christmas Eve and it’s 1:00 in the morning and a trip to 7=11 will probably end up as a trip to the drunk tank and you start getting thoughts in your head like;
“Saran wrap. All I need is the damn Saran wrap and a felt pen. It’ll look beautiful….the kid’ll never know that daddy spent the wrapping paper money on spiced rum. Oh fuck. All I have is a black pen. What happened to my red and green? Shit. Maybe if I make a bow out of tin foil…….”
You know. Those moments that happen to all of us every year.
But this was a year of greater understanding and communication in my family. It started with my mom. She is wonderful. I love her. Everybody gets a nice gift or two and she always does something practical or silly. As it turned out, this year was no exception. This year she gave me some bag clips.
You might be surprised to find out, as I was, that they’re not what you’d think they are.
After we opened our presents we all came back for Christmas dinner. And like most people who get a tie, or a sweater or some such gift, I wanted to let my mom know that I appreciated her gift. But it wasn’t a nice cashmere sweater or silk Armani tie. It was a bag clip. And so I went into the kitchen where my mom was alone and I said, “Mom, I appreciate the gift and all, but frankly it’s pretty damn uncomfortable and it’s also starting to hurt.”
“What are you talking about?” she replied.
“The bag clip Mom. It hurts.”
After she finished gagging on the wine and laughing at me, she told me that she always thought they were for things like potato chips or natcho chips or bread. But that if I wanted to use them on ‘my’ bag, that was my business and she would prefer not to know.
Well, one of us felt pretty stupid I can tell you that.
As you can see, it turns out that you CAN use them for things like potato chips.
Good thing too, because I was worried that ‘Child & Family Services’ would be all over my ass if I got my son to use the ‘Junior Bag Clip.’
Well, more on Christmas later. There’s some turkey leftovers that need to be dealt with and now that I’m using the clip on the chips, I’ve got my appetite back.
~ AP
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December 20, 2005
How Manitoban's Feel About Paul Martin....
As received from the internet....judge for yourself.
~ AP
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Dear Abby:
I am a crack dealer in Nepean who has recently been diagnosed as a carrier of the HIV virus. My parents live in a suburb of Pembroke and one of my sisters, who lives in Petawawa, is married to a transvestite.
My father and mother have recently been arrested for growing and selling marijuana and are currently dependent on my other two sisters who are prostitutes in Smith Falls. I have two brothers. One is currently serving a non-parole life sentence in Kingston for murder of a teenage boy in 1994. The other brother is currently being held in the Wellington Remand Center on charges of neglecting his three children. I have recently become engaged to marry a former Thai prostitute who lives in Hull and, indeed, is still a part-time "working girl" in a brothel. Her time there is limited, however, as we hope to open our own brothel with her as the working manager. I am hoping my two sisters would be interested in joining our team. Although I would prefer them not to prostitute themselves, it would get them off the street, and, hopefully, the heroin.
My problem is this: I love my fiancée and look forward to bringing her into the family, and of course, I want to be totally honest with her. Should I tell her about my cousin who voted Liberal?
Signed,
Worried About My Reputation
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December 18, 2005
Seattle…Great Football…Great Coffee….Really Bad Bloody Caesars….
Recent occasion took me to Seattle for a Seahawks game. I was reminded once again of what a fantastic city Seattle is. And though I’d been there several times before, it was refreshing to see the new along with some old favorites. It was especially refreshing to see the city through the eyes of someone who had not been there before and in who’s company I was blessed.
For shopping, well, you have to go to Nordstroms. It’s the law. You won’t be disappointed. And anything else you may want is probably around the next corner so just go for it. For oysters and seafood, Elliot’s is a must. It’s on the waterfront and it doesn’t get much better. Bell Town Billiards is a pretty good late night venue. If you can’t have fun there, then you are probably a social outcast and should just end it all and put the world out of your misery.
Naturally there really is a Starbucks everywhere. And that’s a good thing. But the best part about going to Seattle was doing something new. Breaking out of the daily ‘whatever’ and going to the football game. For those of you who have never been to an NFL game, you may not understand. But the energy and spectacle is amazing and has to be experienced. The Seahawks kicked San Francisco’s ass on their way to a Superbowl drive. Whether they get there or not remains to be seen.
But back to something new.
When dealing with new situations, I believe there are basically two types of people in the world.
The kind I like, like me and my traveling companion who say; “Hey, I’ve never done that before. And even though it’s new and maybe scary and maybe into the unknown, let’s go for it. Let’s see what the world has for us today.”
And the kind I tolerate, who say; “Oh…..I don’t know. I’ve never done that before and it looks like it could be interesting but I don’t know if I’d like it. I don’t think so. Maybe next time. Yeah, maybe some other time.”
Which usually means never. And it usually means they will never find out if they like it or not because they never try. Me, I’ll try anything twice, because it might have been done wrong the first time.
But one thing I will not try a third time is a Bloody Caesar in Seattle. I will simply live with the fact that once you go south of the border, they just don’t make a good Caesar. They ranged from disappointing to downright repulsive.
But at least I tried and I’m good with that. And bad Caesars or not, I am definitely going back to Seattle. And it’s because I did something new.
If I have a message here, I guess it’s a simple one.
“Go ahead and roll the dice.”
Life is full of wonderful things and wonderful people. You never know what will happen or who you’ll meet. And you sure as hell can’t win if don’t take the chance.
~ AP
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December 16, 2005
Our Prime Minister is an asshole…..
There, I’ve said it. And here I was just a few short weeks ago feeling sorry for the bastard because he looked lonely when I was not. I should have kicked the bugger in the nut bag when I had the chance.
Sure, I would be rotting away in some jail cell somewhere in Nunavit, or worse still, Quebec. But it would have been worth it. PM the PM has declared war on the people of Canada and wrapped it all up in election promises that appeal to the self serving and mentally weak. Among the worst of it all is his suggestion to ban handguns. Wow. Like that will do anything.
Doesn’t he remember the fiasco that Alan Rock started with the gun registry? How many billions of dollars have now been wasted on an infrastructure that DOES NOT WORK?!?!? Is there anybody in this country that can wipe their ass without assistance that can give me one, even one piece of evidence that will show that a ban on handguns will do any good other than existing for its own self serving purpose? I doubt it. But there’s Paul, dragging a withering corpse out of the closet of political correctness to make it look like he stands for justice. All he will accomplish is to drive up the street price of illegal firearms and make the dealers of such goods even more money than they are currently making.
And then comes his saber rattling at the United States. What doesn’t Paul Martin get about the simple fact that where they go, we go. We don’t have to like the US, but God Dammit, we have to live with them. Our relationship with the US and theirs with us is sort of like having herpes. It’s never gonna go away, so we might as well do the best we can with it. Scratching the sores is always a bad idea, and that is exactly what Paul is doing. I need my US customers. More importantly, I LIKE my US customers. And here is Paul being worse than his predecessor, Canada’s most famous useless tit, Jean Chrétien. I can’t believe it. No wait….I guess I can. The Liberal Party of Canada is like a disease that is eating the flesh of this fine land and not enough people can see it.
So sad.
If it was up to me we’d just get rid of that border once and for all. Either that or start speaking Mandarin. Because it’s not many years away that we will have the choice forced upon us and we might as well get ready for it.
But what are the alternatives?
Stephen Harper is the best of a bad lot. Rational. Logical. Good for the country. But completely devoid of a personality. And though he talks about trying to do away with the gay marriage law, he knows inside that it's a done deal and all he is doing is posturing for the morons who insist that only their views on life count. Harper will try, and fail and then say, "Hey I tried, it's not my fault." At least he’s not a Liberal thief like Martin.
I’m not able to vote for the traitors in the Bloq Quebecois. They are by definition, treasonous and should all be killed. All of them. Death by hanging and be done with them. Or worse still, sentence each of them to five years of working the sales counters at 7=11 stores in Calgary and Red Deer. That'll teach them to get all uppity and sepratisit. They'll be quite happy to go back to Quebec and quietly eat platefulls of poutine in little cafe's on the Gaspe and tell the local kids horror stories about pick up trucks and the people who drive them.
And since my IQ is solidly into the triple digits, I am biologically unable to vote for a communist, er, socialist ideology. So Jack Layton and his cronies are out.
But I live in BC so it doesn’t matter if I vote for a pile of feces, the political whores in Ontario will decide the election anyway, and will NEVER allow power, as bad as it may be, to be taken away from them again.
So we’re doomed to another Liberal Government, probably a minority. And we’ll all be doing this again within two years. So stay tuned for the fun. I guarantee you Jean Chrétien will be watching and laughing as Paul squirms on election night, waiting for the ghost of Gomery to pass.
~ AP
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