Please Fix It...

 

Hi.

The world lost a powerful light with the passing of Dolly Parton. She was a great example of a human who absolutely knew what to do if you have more than you need.

She shared.

She shared her humour, her music, her love for all people, her heart and her wealth.

Her legacy of generosity should be something to be admired and replicated wherever and by whomever has the means to do so. What a fantastic world it would be if we were all just a little bit more like Dolly.

My heart hurts for all who called her family.

Meanwhile, back at the dementia care home, formerly known as the Whitehouse, the Mango Moron was playing pretend with a sharpie and a map again. This time slapping the word 'America' on another body of water. 

It would actually be scary if it wasn't so freakin' pathetic, sad, and funny as hell.

It's like he really thinks that writing on a map and signing some paper that says he wrote on a map makes any real difference to the rest of the actual world. 

The level of delusion is astronomical.

He has stripped food safety to the point that your produce is literally making you sick.

He is bringing in tainted meat that no one, including your head of agriculture, knows from where or how it originated.

He's making it so you'll soon have to ration your toilet paper and many other things because of his ridiculous tariff flinging.

He's treating your sons and daughters serving in the military like absolute garbage.

He's a moronic, money laundering pedophile, whose most redeeming qualities are his misogynistic toxic narcissism, and the fact that he shits himself on the daily. Oh, and let's not forget the that he falls asleep EVERYWHERE, ALL THE BLOODY TIME!

When his toxic waste dump of biology finally gives up, will they put on another ghoulish charade like they are with Mitch McConnell?

Will they weekend at Bernie his obese ass, and fake 'beautiful 20 minute phone calls' and put out fake photos like they have with Mitch? 

At this point, I wouldn't put it past them.

I mean, what is their plan after the Cheeto disintegrates?

He's not going to allow even the whisper of a successor because his dementia riddled, egocentric brain simply can't handle it, and we all know the lengths his people are willing to go to prevent one of his ketchup wielding tantrums, don't we Natalie?

Look, if you guys are willing to continue to let this rotted Swiss cheese-brained asshat destroy you, that is completely up to you. But, at least, keep it within the confines of your own house.

The rest of us, the rest of the world, are simply sick of the shitshow, and the splatter we are being forced to suffer because of your ineptitude.

Please fix it, before you have nothing left to fix. 

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Because.... Of course he did

 

Hi!

Sooooo, no trade deal was reached between Canada and the States.

I mean, was anybody really surprised that after three days of trying to come up with something that was fair for both sides, the idiots running the south side of the table attempt to bring in ridiculous things like Quebec not being allowed to be French anymore and dictating who we, a completely sovereign, independent country are 'permitted' to trade with? They have made it abundantly clear that it is a waste of time, energy, and resources to deal with them.

After the fact, our Prime Minister held a press conference giving the details of what happened, expressed that fact that he wasn't very surprised, and went on to explain how we will get through this shit show and come out stronger on the other side of it. Whether the U.S. will ever be our number one trading partner again will remain to be seen. The clown show of an administration they have running the place right now seems to be doing their level best to destroy every single one of their relationships with allies, all while their Dear Leader sucks up to communist leaders with lustful abandon. 

It borders on shocking as to how many people are still willing to go on national tv and defend this pedophile. Their faces aren't blurred, their voices aren't altered, nope, they are out there defending this crap with their full chests and whole hearts. 

Look, your dear leader's brains are a soft scramble at best, he hired a very broken individual of a stalker as his personal diaper changer, ego stroker, who likely performs other duties that make me throw up in my mouth.

He is tearing down your Whitehouse, killing the grounds, and changing your country into something that will take decades to repair, if it can ever be repaired.

There is at least one dead senator and staff sucking paychecks out of your hard earned money.

Our Prime Minister spoke with gravitas about what is to come, while your guy posted about ballrooms and race cars. 

Because... of course he did.

Reporters ask pointed, important questions, and he tells them to be quiet and calls them names.

Because... of course he did.

He's showing just how much he doesn't care about your service men and women.... daily.

He's falling asleep standing up, while people are talking about HIM, there are cameras rolling and it's broad friggin' daylight!

There has to be something you can do to get this demented, money laundering, child raping thief out of office and in prison where he belongs.

Please find it.

Before it's too late.

The Beauty Hasn't Faded...

 

Hi!

This is something I have to remind myself of regularly.

The beauty of our world and the humanity that walks it hasn't faded. It still lives bold and strong in the vast majority of people.

Right now, though, in certain parts of the world, the beauty is being smothered by a putrid, toxic sludge. 

A supposed world leader actually used members of the press pool, the crew of ;air force one, and people in his own inner circle as decoys.

What a complete and utter coward. I guess his draft-dodging habits have stuck with him up into his very old, dementia-ridden age. 

This is the guy who is spending massive amounts of the peoples' money on disgusting vanity projects all while service men and women are struggling to survive such horrible conditions during deployment that they are trying to throw themselves overboard. 

I don't say that lightly. That fact that people ferociously trained to handle stress and hardships are mentally breaking under the deplorable conditions they are being forced to live is making my heart hurt. These are people sacrificing their time with family, willing to put everything on the line for what they believe is the purpose of standing up for the greater good. 

Now they are faced with the decision of conscience to follow illegal orders or not. They are now having to deal with this with no fresh food, nonfunctioning bathrooms, and probably a plethora of other horrible crap we haven't heard of yet.

My heart breaks for all of them and those who love them.

Then there is the McConnell situation.

A dead guy sucking even more money out of people who are having to choose between rent and groceries, along with his entire staff. These poor taxpayers are paying the salary of a dead guy and the salaries of the people perpetuating the fraud.

It continues to be disgusting. Not only the fraud, but the complete insult to the intelligence of the people McConnell is supposed to be serving. If you are alive, it's not hard to prove. 

This ghoulish game of hide the dead guy is getting beyond old. 

The sludge is incredibly thick and smells like a decaying corpse. It's so bad it almost makes you forget about the fact that the Orange cult leader is a pedophile who has done and continues to do unspeakable things to children.

From Epstein Island to Iran to Gaza...it never friggin' ends. 

Until it does.

Get rid of the sludge. 

You got this. 

The Bar Has Disappeared Beneath The Floorboards...

Hi!

The crap going on south of the 49th is Monte Python level satire right now. 

Blanche as Attorney General?! Are you shitting me?! 

Every time you think things have reached a level of ridiculousness that even THEY won't stand for it... they do.

Not only do they stand for it... they vote for it!

They have a guy who beat his wife and broke his baby's bones taking up space and taxpayers dollars... they're fine with it.

They have the ghost of Mitch McConnell, in the wings, waiting on the 'right' time to announce his 'sudden' death.

They have their demented, delusional, dipshit of a dear leader bumbling around town in a wig first time, cash-strapped, drag queens would have rejected in 1973, pretending this is perfectly normal.

They have this same orange-stained, idiot, who shits himself in public on the regular, but the way, talking trash about Canada.... constantly. 

This same amber wave of asinine asshattery who has depleted the American military's arsenal to Mother Hubbard levels because he had to start a war to distract from the fact that he is a monstrous pedophile. 

This tangerine Temu tyrant has convinced himself that he is the best leader their country has ever had, and his spineless sycophants just roll with it... all of it.

It's baffling to watch all of these supposedly sane people go on national television and defend this debauchery with their full chests... repeatedly... no matter what facts show.

Capitol One closed HUNDREDS of Trump accounts because their people detected so many money laundering red flags they couldn't risk being associated with them, no matter how much money they handled for them. 

Have you ever had a bank forcibly close an account on you... ever? 

The funniest part is, we probably never would have known if the idiot Trumps hadn't sued Capitol One. Capitol hadn't given any reason for the closures, or made a big deal of them until they were sued... by Trump... so they had to file a reason for what they did and back it up with receipts... you're welcome. 

That's not normal. None of this is normal.

The bar for American politics has disappeared beneath the floorboards...

Trying to block investigations into known pedophile-run sex-trafficking rings. Who does that?!

As a human being, with any kind of human emotion, wouldn't you sincerely and vehemently do every single thing you could to find the animals that perpetuate these sick, demented crimes?

Wouldn't you? 

Unless your dear leader is one of the worst offenders.

Unless your dear leader was neck deep in all of it.

Unless you are a spineless coward with something dark over your own head that he is threatening to expose.

Unless....

I can't wait until the shitshow to the south is over. This series makes absolutely no sense and the writers should be fired. Cancel it already. We are tired of being forced to watch it.

I DO NOT recommend. Thumbs all the way down!  

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One Can Dream...

 

Hi!

So the guy they are calling the president of the united states went to the funeral of one of his bootlickers to have a nap, struggle up to a pulpit, vomit some incoherent gibberish, knock on the casket like he's checking to see if its ripe, and shit his pants causing the guy behind him to almost lose his lunch.

Got it.

I'm not sure what they are waiting for. The 'they' that have the power to do something about this shitshow. The 'they' that have the ability to put a stop this abomination of an administration. The 'they' that could stop pandering to the pedophile. The 'they' that could stop appeasing this absolute imbecile. The 'they' that are supposed to work for their citizens, their constituents, you know, the people who voted for them and pay their salaries. You know, THOSE people. 

I mean, the tangerine potato has the brain function of a gnat, but at least he's not all the way dead like his buddy, McConnell. 

This grotesque game of hide the corpse is beyond ridiculous. How long can they keep up the charade? My guess is just after the deadline of being able to run a special election to fill his seat. Soooo, probably on August 3rd, or shortly thereafter, there will be an announcement of his 'sudden' death. 

It's just gross... really.

I mean, I hope I'm wrong.......

You know the worst thing? McConnell himself, the evil subhuman troll that he is, would likely approve of the manipulation, deception, and complete bullshittery. Sidestepping the will of the people was kind of his jam. All you have to do is look at how the last two appointments to the Supreme court happened.

Anyway.....

The good news is that this is the last evil asshole thing that McConnell will ever be able to do. Another piece of good news is the tangerine potato probably isn't far behind. He seems to be hanging on by a thread... and not a very strong one, at that.

He's but a stumble away....

So many truly decent people never get to grow old. It's really too bad that longevity isn't determined by the kind of life you live while strolling the planet. Then, the kindest, most generous, and empathetic of us would live the longest. Those who perpetuate evil would never live long enough to do much damage.

In a perfect world....

One can dream....

In the meantime, I wonder what would happen if someone with a legit reason for being in the same hospital as Mitch is being refrigerated in, could just start up casual conversations with maintenance workers, orderlies, kitchen workers, you know, the invisible service workers. Somebody who knows is just waiting to tell the story. It's simply a matter of finding that somebody, and listening close. 

If you are that somebody, be a hero and tell the truth about what's happening. Be the hero the world needs right now. No cape required. 

One can dream...

How Much Longer,,,,,,

 

Hi!

So how much longer do you think we have to pretend that Mitch McConnell is alive? Weekend at Bernie's has turned into 6 weeks with Bernie. It's beyond ridiculous. If people thought I was dead, I can think of at least 10 things I could do to reassure them that I am indeed alive and well, and that's just off the top of my head.

I don't have a staff, an entire team of people working for me that ALL have cameras in their pockets, that ALL have access to some sort of method of live streaming, that ALL have the ability to call literally ANY news outlet, hell ALL the news outlets and schedule a press briefing so McConnell himself could make a documented public appearance.

I don't have any of those people, but I could do it anyway. And I'm just me. 

I completely understand that there needs to be confidentiality with medical information, but I find it hard to believe that being dead is a medical condition, or that being functionally alive is either. 

We aren't asking for details. Just, is he alive and functional, or is he, by legal or practical standards, dead?

I get that the GOP is trying desperately to hang on to this seat. I get that they don't have a limit as to the levels of depravity they are willing to go to to keep it. I don't know what McConnell's relationship is with his three kids, but one would have to assume it's pretty bad at this point.

If he IS recovering from something, why haven't they visited him.... even once... in 6 weeks?

If he's dead, why haven't they fought for the dignity of his corpse. Are they just letting him lay in a morgue, or worse, letting him rot in a hospital bed hooked to machines to support the illusion of life?

Are they okay with any of this? If so, why? Promises from those even more powerful than dear old dad?

I can't imagine a world where I wouldn't visit my parent if they are in the hospital, recovering, even for a day.

I definitely can't imagine allowing ANYONE to treat my parent's death with such disdain, with such disrespect, with such absolute cold calculation. 

How much longer?

How much longer do we have to pretend that the United States of America has a real president?

He keeps attacking Canada like we've done anything but counter his actions. Like we've done anything but been a fantastic neighbour. He wants to punish us for not putting the US before our own country. Breaking news for you... you pay the tariffs he puts on other countries.

More breaking news, we have established and strengthened new trading partners so we can get to a place where we no longer have to deal with your nonsense at all... period. 

When you have forest fires, we send help, we don't blame you for the wind direction.

How much longer do we have to pretend that this bloated, brain-damaged, blithering, blob is some sort of "leader"?

How much longer?

When is enough, enough?

Somebody find out if McConnell is alive. Somebody grow a spine and do something about the squatter in the White house.

The world is sick of all of the clown show you call a government. 

At every turn, when we think... Okay this is going to be the thing that triggers some kind of action, going to make them DO something to stop this... we find out just how broken you are.

Your president is a pedophile and a rapist. One of the most powerful people in your senate is dead, and nobody seems to care enough to prove it. 

Clown show. 

Oh, For Cryin' Out Loud....

 

Hi,

Okay, Captain Asshat, you know, that narcissistic psychopathic pedophile white house squatter, went on camera and gave a, what I can only presume was meant to be a speech. 

Not only did he repeatedly whine about imaginary voter fraud and election manipulation from back in 2020, he followed it up by releasing documents that absolutely show that the only interference came from Russia and it was blatantly done to favour him. 

Aaaand, the elections he claims were fraudulent were under his watch. As he will never admit that the elections in which he won were tampered with, only the ones he lost, well, Obama and Biden were at the helm when he won. He lost in 2020... when HE was president. 

Another point. If "the left" is so crafty, and cheats so incredibly well, how the hell did he EVER get elected, let alone twice! If there is sooooooo much fraud and cheating, how is it that he is in office with the lowest approval rating in history?

Okay, even putting the whining aside, most of his speech was all kinds of drunk uncle, 2 am, sitting, drinking alone in the dark after everyone else had the sense to go home. 

Okay.... next.

Lindsay Graham. He died, and although I can empathize with those who cared for him, I am not of the belief that dying somehow turns you from a lousy, lying, hateful person into someone good. It just doesn't. Dying doesn't erase the harm done, the hateful words and actions that the person deliberately and viciously threw at vulnerable people, hoping to cause as much harm as possible. It just doesn't. 

Who you are in death is who you were in life. 

That whole, we shouldn't speak ill of the dead thing? Well, if you don't want people to speak ill of you when you go, don't be a dick while you live. Simple.

Next...

Mitch McConnell...

The 'proof of life' photo........ I mean.

Just show up in some sort of public setting, where people can witness that you are breathing, your heart is beating, and you have some semblance brain function without the aid of machines. 

For cryin' out loud, it shouldn't be that hard. 

Stream a live video. 

Put all the speculation to rest. 

It shouldn't be that hard at all, people do it all the time....

Unless, of course, you're dead, or worse.... the people surrounding you, love you, and are the closest of close people in your life, are keeping you hooked up to machines like some ghoulish marionette.

Next...

Threatening more tariffs on us because our forests are burning?

Got it.

When you are on fire we send, water bombers, firefighters, and all kinds of support, even when your are talking trash about us and threatening to annex us, we still help.

When we are on fire... you want to add more idiotic tariffs to the already ludicrous tariffs because we can't control wind and how smoke travels. 

Thanks, neighbour. This will be added to the 'elbows up' archives.

Please America, get your shit together and do something about this dumpster fire of an administration. He is ruining you. 

Internationally, you have gone from 'leader of the free world' to 'the WTF?!' flagship of the planet in a matter of a decade. 

To our sane neighbours to the south... hang in there, use your voice, use your votes... you got this.

Okay... Come On!!!!!

 

Hi,

Is it just me, or is the shitshow circus that is taking place south of the 49th reaching penguins doing brain surgery levels?

It blows my mind that there is an actual legitimate question whether or not THEE senior senator of the United States of America is dead and it's being covered up.

That's crazy.

I mean, if he's alive and able to carry on 20 minute telephone conversations, than he should be able to provide proof of life.... right?

Why was there no sense of urgency when the EMS people were there to bring him to the hospital?

Why were there lights but no sirens?

The whole thing is nuts. 

They aren't going to be able to hide whatever the hell is really going on for much longer. 

This weekend at Bernie's thing is down right ghoulish.

Don't get me wrong, Mitch McConnell is, or was, a horrible shitstain of a human being who actively and intentionally made life harder for everyone who are already working against a strong headwind. He seemed/seems to take pleasure in it. But, even with that, if he's dead, he's dead.

He should no longer be drawing a paycheck, he should be removed from the hospital, those who care about him should be allowed to start the process of grieving, and life should move on. 

Those who are pretending he is still a functioning member of the senate are committing fraud. Anyone spending his paychecks... fraud. 

Then there is the Grand Idiot Cheeto who confuses Nicki Minaj for one of his own cabinet members, Zelenskyy for Putin, and Iran with Japan. And that was just one day...

He continues to fall asleep, he needs to be guided by the elbow, because he tends to wonder off aimlessly, and never passes up an opportunity to make a fool of himself, spouting bullshit-laden nonsensical gibberish, the more cameras, the better.

And let's not lose sight of the fact that when you add up all of the horrible, stupid, corrupt, criminal, self-serving, idiotic things that this Orange moron has done as president, it doesn't hold the dimmest of candles to the atrocities he has perpetrated upon women and children.

What we see is but the edge of the black hole that is his excuse of a soul. 

Every truth will reach the surface. I just hope he lives long enough to reap the consequences.

Tick Tock

Well…That Was A...Thing...

 

Well, hi...

Sooooooo, according to the Giant Cheeto, these photos are filled with thousands of people, just like at his fair which isn't really a fair, or fare. 

Yup, Donny, the experimental drug sucking, demented narcissist thinks that he actually had a conversation with Teddy Roosevelt about the Panama Canal, and empty spaces are filled with people. 

He thinks throwing a party with sketchy power, little food, a single broken Ferris wheel, and a main stage that tries to kill the performers during a heat wave is a good idea. Not that anyone has shown up. I mean, when the number of people performing on stage vastly outnumbers the number of people in the 'crowd', well, that's just sad math, right there. 

Then there is the guy arrested for touching water... in a public space... with his hand... in broad daylight... on camera... and the bloated orange idiot wants to literally make a federal case out of it. This is, of course, after he pardoned a bunch of J-6ers that beat on cops, using flags as weapons. 

Then there's the fact that he is so hellbent on cheating in the upcoming midterms that he is holding affordable housing hostage because he wants to pass a bill that takes voting back at least 65 years. 

Then there is this relatively new player in the game of the bootlicker life, Natalie Harp. She's 35, not ugly, and is obviously broken. She leaves him private little notes, she makes sure to protect him from bad news as much as she can, and let's face it... that giant-ass bag she is always hauling around is not full of her stuff. It's the Cheeto's diaper bag. This feels like they are about one boiled rabbit away from finding her wearing one of his shitty diapers on her head as she straddles his body, his heart in her hand, whispering, "I love you, Daddy."

I know that's vivid, and a bit dark, but I'm a writer, so...

Then there is the mystery of the missing Mitch...

Where is the evil human turtle? He's supposedly in the hospital... recovering. I'm wondering if, at this point, who has his power of attorney as far as medical decisions go? Is the GOP pressuring family in any certain direction, or do they own him to the point that they are the ones who make the actual decisions? 

All in all, the shitshow dumpster fire that is the administration at the wheel of our neighbours to the south drums on.

Meanwhile on this side of the 49th...

Our Prime Minister celebrated Pride, FIFA, Canada Day, and the fact that our economy is taking a pretty positive turn!

Our house, the one in which the Prime Minister should be residing, is finally going to be repaired and restored to properly represent Canada with pride. 

Now, the little troll who lost his own riding in the last election is trying to fight this. Fighting finally fixing up the Prime Minister's residence while he lives, rent free, in a mansion, on our dime. Yeah....no. 

This maple maga moron, just needs to go away, find some job he's qualified for... I don't know... maybe a crash test dummy... and leave... move south if you like it so much... become the Cheeto's new chief diaper changer... just go. 

Soon, but not soon enough, sanity will, once again, prevail. Pedophiles and rapists will be imprisoned, water-touchers will be set free, Ukraine will be absolutely victorious, power will shift back to real people, accountability will sweep the world over, and children will read the history books and declare...

Well... that was a thing...

Looking Up....

 

Hi,

I do a lot of driving during my everyday life, and living in Saskatchewan, known for its living skies, you'll often find me pulled over to the side of the road taking photos. Most of the time, I don't don't even need to pull over, as there is literally no traffic. 

What I see depends on the time of day, the road I find myself on, weather, and when I choose to look up with real intention.

Of course you watch the road, you watch the ditches for wildlife with a death wish, but looking up, really looking up, is intentional. 

If we only look up when it's storming, if we only look up when it's dark, we miss the beauty that comes in between. 

It's graduation season, a time when new chapters begin in abundance. 

Choose to look up often so you see more than just the darkness, more than just the storms. Breathe in the beauty of what comes in between.

You may not have the power to change the sky, but you do have the power to decide in what direction you travel, and who you take a long for the ride. 

You're stepping into adulthood at a moment in history that feels different. It feels important, and the impact you can have on it may feel heavy... and it should.

You are a generation of inclusion, and acceptance, of kindness and compassion. These are not weaknesses, they are the strengths this world, our world, needs the most. 

Step up. Be ready. Be resilient. Be bold. Be brave. Be passionate. Be honest. Be trustworthy. Be collaborative. Be someone on which people can depend. Be a critical thinker. Be authentically and unapologetically every single bit of who you are.

This time in history is showing us what can happen when greed takes the wheel. Collectively, we are turning toward a lighter destination, but we need you to help us see it through.

The Grand Cheeto and all of his idiot friends will soon be gone... one way or another. Some will go to prison, some will slither back under the rocks from which they came, others will simply expire and cease to exist altogether. 

So.... look up... with intention. You decide your direction. 

Teetering... Tottering... And Floating Paint...

 

Hi!

So... G7...

You remember the song on Sesame Street? You know the one... "One of these things is not like the others, one of these things is not the same..."

Got it? Good.

On that note, the Cheeto Chump is definitely not like the others. Video after video shows him teetering and tottering, meandering in wrong directions, having no clue what is going on, fighting sleep, making the First Lady of France physically and visibly uncomfortable on more than one occasion, feeble handshakes using the spackled, swollen, stubby slab that hangs like an overcooked noodle at the end of his arm. He needed assistance to climb a single 6 inch step. He complained about the height of his chair, not being able to figure out how to raise it. Whining to the point that Mark Carney pulled a completely Canadian move and swapped his own chair for the one that outsmarted the current President of the United States.

He made a spectacle of signing the surrender to Iran seemingly believing he won the war crimes war that did nothing but raise prices on everything while costing American taxpayers billions of dollars. He walked away with nothing that wasn't there before he completely screwed everything up. 

This grotesque excuse of a human needs to be pummeled with the truth until it can break through his delusion that is thicker than the muck that is fighting to run through what used to be his veins. 

May he should go cool off his cankles in the Memorial Reflecting Pool he he somehow also managed to screw up.

I mean god forbid you listen to science... right?

Another 10 million dollars wasted.

Now he's trying to bleach out the self-induced algae bouquet that has blossomed so beautifully in the pool that was, once again, fine before he decided to make it a "priority." 

Now the paint he insisted upon has begun to literally float, in chunks, to the top. 

Could he just be fired and thrown in jail for raping children already? The world should not be made to endure looking at, or listening to this idiot any longer. Put him on trial, and send his evil ass to prison. 

Enough already. 

The Final Curtain...

 

Hi!

So, the Cheeto in Charge had his name stripped away from the Kennedy centre... finally. They did it late at night, behind a curtain, hoping, oh I don't know, that nobody would notice... I guess? Not only did the curtain make him look even more pathetic than he already does, but a crowd gathered and stayed to witness this momentous 'beginning of the end' for this deranged, orange, idiot. 

Next, it looks like his temu fight club birthday party might just be struck down by lightning, not that he'd be able to stay awake to watch it anyway. I mean the guy falls asleep everywhere there's a camera pointed at him... it's like he's doing it on purpose at this point. I can just hear him, "I'm a good sleeper... the best sleeper... I can sleep anywhere, anytime, no matter what's going on... you thought Joe was a good sleeper, I'm a much better sleeper than he is... you know, those cognitive tests they keep giving me... they prove it!"

Aaaannnnd... they have been using the Situation Room for strategy meetings on how to cover up Trump's involvement with Epstein. The SITUATION ROOM! And it still leaked to the press! A hand full of his most trusted, in the most secure room on the planet, and it STILL leaked. Ummmmm... yeah. 

Trying to keep his obsession with children's nipples a secret didn't work.

I think it's time to break the news to these morons. Cover-ups have a shelf life. They are a temporary stopgap. If your ship has been peppered with torpedoes, you aren't going to fix it with spit and gum. I mean, YOU might try that, but anyone with two brain cells to rub together can tell you that's not going to work. 

Then, at a major international sporting event, for the first time, I think, ever, America's National Anthem was booed loudly by thousands. This is something that should be a headline, but, now, apparently, it qualifies as nothing more than a sidenote. It wasn't the players that were being booed, it wasn't the citizens, it wasn't the entire country, or even the anthem, really. It was the Cheeto. The racist, misogynistic, demented, malignant narcissistic pedophile rapist, and the cult he rode in on. That's who got booed, and will likely continue to do so, unfortunately, for the American soccer team. 

Now, because of the Sitroom leak, and the name stripping, he has, again amped up the war with Iran, and started talking crap about Cuba and Canada again. 

They can't seem to comprehend that no matter how much crap they throw at the wall, the fact that the Cheeto they worship is a pedophile will always and forever be what sticks. 

He can try to slap his name on everything in sight, but his legacy will always be sex trafficking and raping children. Period. 

I find it fascinating that as much as the Orange Idiot loves to sue people, he has never sued anyone for calling him a pedophile. This is for one reason, disclosure is a thing. Depositions are a thing. He'd have to prove it untrue... not possible. 

The final curtain is beginning to fall. I just hope he lives long enough to watch it burn. 

As for our ordinary, lucid, sane neighbours to the south. You got this. It's the home stretch now. then the healing and rebuilding from this prolonged shitstorm can begin. 

Weekend at Donny’s….

 

Hi!

Look, we all know that the Grand Cheeto is on his way out. Anyone with a functioning brain and access to the world can see it.

This weekend at Donny's routine can't go on forever. It actually makes me sad.

I would much rather he live long enough to face the consequences of all of the evil he has vomited into the world.

This narcissistic, narcoleptic, delusional, demented, senile pedophile should, in my humble opinion, be put on trial in front of the entire world and made to face his victims, made to face the humiliation of being found guilty over and over and over again on the world stage, having every single thing he did made so public, and proven so thoroughly, even the most staunch Trump cultist couldn't deny it. 

I think he should then be thrown in prison, stripped of every penny he has as to compensate all of his victims. Then, each and every night he should get a visitor, one that inflicts upon him every indignity and abuse he inflicted upon his victims. All of it. 

He should be fed nothing but gas station sushi, have his diapers taken away, and made to sleep naked on a cold cement floor in full view of all the other inmates. He should be followed around incessantly by those his racist heart fears most, people of colour, who would do nothing but tell him the truth about himself and what he's done.

He should live to be at least a hundred so he can absorb it all.

But, alas, it's highly unlikely he'll make it to the midterms, hell he might not make the month. Even with the state of the art medicine that is being wasted on him, it looks like the guy with the black hood is waiting just out of frame, eagerly twirling his scythe in anticipation.

But... there are others.

Those who have participated, facilitated, enabled, funded, covered up, and ignored all of this that will deserve our full attention once they are voted out of power. They will have nowhere to hide. There will be no hole deep enough, nor rock big enough for them to disappear. Every single cat will be out of the bag, and they will all have names. 

No, this weekend at Donny's routine can't go on forever, then watch them all scatter like cockroaches when the fluorescent lights get slammed on high.

The truth is stubborn yet patient. It will never go away, and will wait until it's time to surface.

Sane citizens of the U.S, you got this if you fight for it. Please fight for it. 

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The World Feels Heavier...

 

Hi!

This week, you'll have to excuse the personal nature of these ramblings. I'm hoping sending thoughts through this keyboard will help me make some kind sense of this, will help this loss shift from feeling impossible to the reality my heart wants to deny, but needs to accept.

Our family lost another light. 

She was funny, talented, kind, smart, and full of just enough mischief to keep life interesting. She was a wife, daughter, sister, auntie, cousin and friend.

Growing up, our childhoods were incredibly intertwined. Of the 60+ first cousins in our family, there were three of us, all born within 6 months of each other, at most, we lived 20 minutes apart, we played together, went to school together, went through teenage drama together... all of it. 

There were countless sleepovers filled with snacks of pickles stolen from the cold room, laughing until breath became a luxury, and whispered secrets about life and our future selves. We always managed to find just the right amount of trouble to get into. Enough to get a stern lecture every now and again, but never anything tooooooo bad. 

And now, one of us is gone.

She will be missed so much by so many.

The world just feels a bit heavier now. 

I know the heaviness will fade with time, the memories will one day bring smiles instead of tears, and I know she wouldn't want people to wear this weight for too long.

My heart breaks for her mom, her sisters, brothers-in law, nieces and nephews. They now have a Janet-sized hole in their lives that will feel impossible to fill. 

The words to mend your shattered souls have yet to be invented, 

So, I won't even try.

Instead, I'll just silently sit here,

And quietly help you cry.

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Ahhhh.... Sundow... I Mean Sunsets...

 

Hi,

Okay, so like many of you out there, I absolutely love sunsets. Not only are they gorgeous, each one is unique. Each splashing colours similar to the night before, but never quite the same. Your perception changing depending from where on the planet you witness it.

As the sun descends on the Grand Cheeto, as he sundowns on camera, almost daily, he remains desperate to keep it from happening.

The days of the bootlicking morons doing everything they can to keep him in power are numbered. His minions are doing everything their tiny little brains can think of to keep him in power, but none of it will work. Even with all of the attempts at manipulating the election process, even with all the talk of him running for a third term, they will fail.

What their malfunctioning grey matter refuses to let them understand is he most likely won't even make it to the midterms, let alone 2028.

I mean, look at the man. In this moment he is 80, has a multitude of health issues that we can see in plain sight, let alone all of the crap we can't see on display. The stress of trying to keep the proof of his pedophilia at bay... I mean how many wars can he realistically start before he runs out of ammunitions? There aren't many objects left that are big enough or shiny enough to distract the world from the evil he perpetuated upon innocent children for decades.... decades. 

The "assassination" plays need to stop. Either he has the most inept, incompetent, keystone cop type security in the history of the United States, or these are skits to try to convince people he needs his ballroom bunker. It can't be neither, but it could be both. 

This is a guy who skipped his son's wedding, citing circumstances with Iran, etc. These same circumstances haven't stopped him from playing golf though...

As the sun goes down on this shit show, as with every sunset, the promise of a long-deserved rest and a new day lies at our feet.

The new day will have some heavy lifting to do to restore faith in the United States it once promised to be. Trust will need rebuilding so relationships can mend. None of our countries are, by any means, perfect, but we are progressing. If nothing else, the past ten years of watching our neighbours to the south slide backward through broken glass has been a lesson in what not to allow at the helm of your nation. 

It has displayed the fragility of democracy, and demonstrated the steps to safeguard against anything like this happening in our own country, and hopefully ever again in the States. 

The sunsets look different, depending from where you're witnessing them. The sunset on this pocket of time for our neighbours, carries with it a beauty and a hope unparalleled. 

The time for accountability is near. You got this. 

This Isn't Funny Anymore...

 

Hi!

As a Canadian, it's getting harder and harder to watch what is happening with our neighbours to the south. The guy that sits in the Whitehouse is beyond incapable of performing the duties that he is actually supposed to be performing.

Instead of doing everything he can to make life better for the citizens that put him in this position, he's building golden statues of himself, gluing gold coins on doors, falling asleep on camera almost daily, spewing absolute and utter nonsense on social media until the wee hours of the morning, admitting out loud, in front of witnesses, that he doesn't care about the average American's financial hardship, he can barely climb the stairs to get on Air Force One, and most definitely can NOT walk in a straight line to save his life.

He is a constant embarrassment to the office that used to harbour respect, and and turned it into a drunk uncle meme.

I'm not saying these things to be mean, it's gotten to the point where it's becoming more terrifying than funny. This guy is still heading your foreign policy and what drives it is self preservation. Every dictator holds an Epstein sized anvil over his head, and THAT he can still comprehend... for the most part... for now. 

This morally and criminally corrupt moron is not JUST a conman and grifter who steals from charities and promises phones that will never exist, he is a rapist and a pedophile who finds joy in the suffering of others, of children. 

He's terrified of consequences because he has never been on the receiving end of any. He's a toddler who has never heard the word no and throws tantrums to get his way. Tantrums have worked his entire life. They have taken the form of bullying, threats, lawsuits and violence. If a low level tantrum doesn't get the job done, he just amps it up. Threats to Greenland, and Canada, then came Venezuela and Iran. All because he can see the anvil getting closer to to the edge of the cliff that towers over him.

He can throw himself on the floor, kick, scream and thrash about all he wants, it won't stop what's coming. The anvil always falls. He doesn't care how many people die while he lashes out, he never has. The pain of others thrills him. Makes him feel powerful.

Sometimes, you don't ever even have to be in the same room as a person to feel the evil permeating off of them. It comes across the screen, in image and words, poisoning some minds, and putting others on guard. 

This isn't funny anymore.

It's time. It's time for real courage to step up. Impeach him. Remove him. Charge him with every single crime he has committed. Save your country while you still have a country to save.

You got this.  

Happy Mom's Day... Mama Bear Edition

 

Happy Mom's Day to everyone who answers to this most precious moniker. 

Of all the things I've done, this is the part of me I hold most dear. Am I a perfect Mom? Absolutely not!

Did I make mistakes along the way? Of course!

But, perfection was never the goal, and it shouldn't be. 

As you hold your newborn in your arms for the first time, every part of you will want to promise them this illusion of perfection. This perfection you never had. For your sake and theirs... please don't. If you try to hold yourself to that standard, you will feel like a failure every single day.

Maybe, instead, promise your best, and that you will lead with love. Know perfectly well, that there will be days so overwhelming, so exhausting, your best will feel like less than nothing. There will be days when at the end of it, lying in bed, trying desperately to sleep as your failure reel runs on repeat through your brain riddled with self-doubt, you will be convinced that this was the day that will put your kids in therapy for life and place you in the 'worst moms' hall of fame. 

But....

Oh, and there is a but...

If you allow your best take the lead, there will be days filled with messy hugs, and sticky kisses. There will be deep conversations about ladybugs and fairies, dinosaurs and firetrucks, all while dirty dishes innocently hang out in the sink. You will be regaled with tales of the hierarchy of middle school, who is mean, and who is not. Then, because of this, the door of your teenagers' room might open more often, inviting you in. 

As moms, we are protective. Often not only of our own, but all children. As aunties, as friends, we are protective. For the most part, I believe, that women, in general, are instinctually protective of children. I believe the scientific term is 'Mama Bear Syndrome.' I just made that up, so I doubt it's an official anything, but that doesn't make it any less true. 

As women, as protectors of children I believe it is our collective duty to be a voice for every child who has no one to shield them from real harm. 

We need to protect our children now, and fight for accountability and justice for those who have suffered the horrors of the past.

We can't let this Epstein evil get pushed to the side, no matter what kind of headline tries to push it to the back page. 

The ministry of primary facts has put the heaviness of the evidence on display. All 3437, 800 page volumes of files. All 17000 pounds of truth made available for the world to see. 

The Grand Cheeto, and those who seem to love the taste of his boots, will continue to try and save themselves from the consequences of what they've done. They might start even more wars, they are dangling UFO's, they are doing everything they can to make us look somewhere, anywhere else but at the truth. 

It won't work. 

The Mama Bears of the world won't allow it. 

This, narcissistic idiot who literally falls asleep standing up at this point, and whose lack of intelligence is only being amplified by his dementia, is existing on borrowed time.

Consequences... tick tock, you orange asshat... tick tock.

To our rational American friends...

You got this. 

We Can Still Eat The Ice Cream…

 

Hi!

At this moment in history, chaos is rampant in the world. The idiotic wars, the protection of pedophiles, the rampant epidemic of blind stupidity that carries overwhelming symptoms of boot licking, butt kissing and an uncontrollable urge to try to spin gold out of bullshit. 

But...

As most of us work our way through this muck, tirelessly striving to get to the other side without suffering irreparable damage, we need to take a breath once in a while. Even as we continue to throw light into the shadows, making the pests nervous as hell, we can still eat the ice cream and smell the flowers.

It can be easy to be swallowed up by what is happening, but every now and then, it's good to take enough of a step back, a step big enough that allows room for joy, for laughter.

I never thought I would say this, but we should take a page out of King Charles' book of humour.

I mean...

The digs in his speech just subtle enough, going over the heads of the majority of Republicans, as they stood and clapped like the trained seals they are for the pokes and jabs delivered with surgical precision.

Then there was the gift of the bell. 

I mean...

It was a bell from a British submarine the H.M.S. Trump. A submarine that was a complete and utter dud. Then there is the meaning of the bell itself. Gifting someone a bell is referring to the bell end, which kind of resembles the head of a penis. When someone in Britain calls you a bellend, or gives you a bell, they are calling you and dumb dickhead. 

We know it's shiny and gold in colour, being brass and all, so the Cheeto will treasure it, but when you caught the look in the King's eyes as he was making the presentation of said bell, you would have seen what was behind the pleasant words. It was the same look my dad would get in his eyes when he knew he had pulled off a fantastic prank. 

Okay, and now can we talk about the correspondence dinner fiasco?

As more information comes to light, the events of that night look more and more hinky. Even those who are doing their level best to not see what is unfolding in front of their eyes are finding it more and more difficult to not see what is unfolding in front of their eyes. 

It would have taken a perfect storm of incompetency and and idiocy to allow this guy to get as far as he did. Although I will never underestimate the abundance of both of these traits among Grand Cheeto bootlickers, something like this shouldn't have been able to happen. Even with the intellectual deficiency that flooded that space, they should have been smarter than the dog. The dog figured it out instantly. Then to find out the "shooter" never shot at all, and the only shots fired were from secret service, and the only guy that got hit was one of their own... I mean...

You combine all of this with the bragging about how many cognitive tests he's taken, other moronic drivel that keeps drooling out of the his mouth, his posts, AND his falling asleep friggin' everywhere, and then expect comedians NOT to jump all over this self-proclaimed jesus? The complete lack of logic reaches a level of delusion I will never understand. 

So, in these times of uncertainty, and chaos, sift through and find any joy you can, if you can't find it, create it. Yes, we are living through crazy times, but we have to remember to Live through them the best we can, and not just survive them. 

Dear neighbours to the south, it's time. You got this. 

Tick Tock, Cheeto, Tick Tock...

What We Have vs What We Are Waiting For...

 

Hi!

Well, the first photo was taken April 24th, 2026. Yup, yesterday. This is Saskatchewan. This time of year, it's not too crazy that we get snow. It's basically rain with an attitude problem, at this point, but it makes driving interesting for a day or two. The highway becomes a combination of snow and ice and the blowing snow makes it hard to see. This photo was before the real snow hit.

The second photo is the flip side of the first, and the reason we put up with what's happening in the first.

I'm sure our neighbours to the south completely understand putting up with situations that cause chaos and are so obviously not at all what anybody wants. They know what it's like to see what's out there, comprehend and internalize the risks and dangers, but feel powerless, waiting for the plows to come out and clear it away. 

The thing is, these same neighbours had the power to squelch the storm, but too many of them wore magical glasses that warped the reality of the deadly ice into visions of luscious fields and unicorn skies. Now, it seems, the lenses are cracking, shattering, revealing to those to are brave enough to see it, the truth. 

The good news is the ice won't last, it's already melting before our eyes. Old Man winter is having a hard time staying awake, and will soon be gone. 

Yeah, the photos of the Grand Cheeto sound asleep in the the Oval, in front of banks of lights and cameras, while people are actively talking, I mean..... 

In a room, surrounded by his most loyal bootlickers, obviously out like a light, and NOBODY tried to wake him? Are they actively accidentally/on purpose letting the reality of his old, dementia riddled brain reach those who still choose to wear the magical glasses? This, the quoting from the bible of Tarantino by Pete the Pathetic, it makes you wonder...

At the very least, someone, or maybe several someones are allowing the curtain to slip, exposing him for what's left of who he is.

I don't know if they can, or even want to continue to prop up this Weekend a Bernie's experiment until the midterms. It's gotta be exhausting. Constantly trying to squeeze some kind of sense out the nonsense that continually comes out of his mouth during the day, and his postings during the night. Relentlessly defending the defenseless. Trying to make people believe that this predator pedo is some kind of savior. All the while, doing all of this, knowing after it's over, if they, themselves aren't brought up on charges, they most definitely will struggle gaining employment cleaning puke out of the rides at an amusement park. 

What we, the world, have is a leader on the world stage incapable of rationale, incapable of any kind comprehension and processing of complex thought or situations. The world is having to witness and endure the collateral damage of the malignant/antagonistic narcissistic collapse of a President who was never qualified to hold the office on his best day. 

What we, the world, are waiting for is the removal of the madness. What we are waiting for is to witness and celebrate the accountability and justice. What we are waiting for is for the United States to put someone behind the resolute desk that has a clear understanding of what it stands for, and has the character and decency to bring dignity back to the office of the presidency. 

No country is perfect, we are all a work in progress. This guy has been a hard lesson, hopefully well learned, never to be repeated.... anywhere. 

How Far.......

 Hi!

So, let me get this straight...

The Grand Cheeto is shit talking the Pope, still losing the war he started for no reason, and thinks he's Jesus.

Got it.

That's all totally normal for the leader of a country. Sure.

Let's not forget the guy he put in charge of the military spouting a verse from the book of Tarantino, Chapter Pulp Fiction, thinking he was reciting the bible. Chef's kiss to the staff member on his team that allowed that to happen. I mean, they can't all be on his level of stupid, can they? It had to be on purpose...right?

Oh, and how about the disavowed Kennedy that growled his way through some questions from congress with such idiocy, it was hard to keep up. 

You know everyone can see and hear this stuff, right? Like, everyone... all over the world.

We watch this train wreck and wonder when you are going to stop it. 

Where's the line? How far are you willing to let him go? 

It's not just your country this is affecting. He's jumped too many timelines with his insanity. What's left of his warped, deteriorating brain is just the evil without a filtre. At least before the dementia, he was willing and able to keep some of the quiet parts quiet, at least pretend to have a grip on reality. 

Soon, he will be blurting confessions about the good old days he and Epstein shared and their special secrets will be exposed at some bootlicker event, on camera, over a mic, the red hats surrounding him clutching their pearls. Can't wait.

We've witnessed evil brains at work. We've witnessed dementia riddled brains malfunctioning. It's not often we witness an evil brain betray itself. Karma. 

Sadly, it's likely going to take decades for the United States to earn back any kind of international trust, if it can be earned back at all. This kind of damage doesn't jut go away when he changes his address from the Whitehouse to the Big House. 

You put him in charge... twice. We have every right to be wary of your judgement.