Olympic bullshitting competition and other égarements linguistiques

So the quebec government has succeeded in getting us divided on a non-issue while we stop talking about real issues, well, at least some of us as there is still the occasional editorial and open letter here and there. But these are still taking time and effort away from discussing the fact that Quebec is now shedding 5000 jobs a month, and that giant craters are opening up and swallowing backhoes in the middle of downtown Montreal. Of course, this all goes towards a goal of evacuating the province of all those who are affected by this 'dress code' because these are not people who make up the desired demographic of morons who would vote for an independent Quebec that uses Canadian dollars (oxymoron intended). I am aware that outside of Montreal and Quebec City there is a large population of backwoods hicks who have never even seen a muslim except for those being labelled as a terrorist on the evening 'nouvelles', and who can't speak a word of "da H'english" save for having a "craque dans le windshield" or "un flatte dans le ti'er", or who eat at their backyard BBQ "les 'ot dogs et les 'amburgers" (note to non-Quebec readers: Quebec Francophones speaking English cannot pronounce "H" when it's at the beginning of a word, but somehow add an "H" to the beginning of any word starting with a vowel, without some level of practice). I mean it isn't like they are planning to remove the Catholic found just about everywhere... Majority of Quebec townships and streets are "Saint(e)" something-or-other, but that's OK because this is part of Quebec's heritage (of double standards). I mean, really, this doesn't even ban opening prayers at municipal council meetings, separation of church and state my ass...

the trip down memory lane via detours through unfamiliar territory

I heard a good joke last night: Quebec spends $500,000 to examine wasteful spending by feds. I am not sure if that was the joke or the punchline or where the drumroll fits, but it made me cry so hard I laughed. I know it's not nice to cackle wickedly at dumb animals, but I could never take myself seriously as a card carrying member of PETA either. I am almost sure this idea came directly from PETA because it leads me to wonder if there is going to be a mass kill of now 'illegal to sell' animals. Sounds like the logic of PETA (or dumb animals) to me.

Another thing that struck me straight out of the "what could possibly go wrong?" department is why attract a potential doomsday that we don't fully understand for 'further study'? Maybe we'll learn something, or maybe it will kill us all, but there seems to be very large potential risks associated with very small potential gains in this plan. Of course I'm not a rocket surgeon so there is a potential that I have no idea what I am talking about. I'd defer to my gut feeling, but I haven't eaten yet so my gut is somewhat upset right now.

Colouring outside the lines

As I walk among the sleeping world around me realizing the horror of it all, the sheer evil genius at work which keeps everyone seemingly docile and disinterested and even silently complicit, it is not with a smug sense of superiority but with an aching sorrow. Things that have found the open air of scrutiny should have caused a mutiny but the actors have played their parts so well that today is a day just like all those that went before them.

The actors got all up in arms that the information somehow got out there, not that the information existed and for some reason everybody else seems to be paying along. Bait, and switch, hook line & sinker. Why do we fall for and follow this charade? The cold calculated truth that big brother is real should be a slap in the face to every person who has used the internet or made a phone call in the last decade, yet because it's for our safety and security against the terrorist of the week we should be angry at the one who exposed the truth.

Shoot the messenger. Then forget the message.