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Political Correctness Run A muck

It snowed last night……

We received about 2 inches (ca. 5 cm) of snow yesterday and

8:00 am: I made a snowman.

8:10 – A feminist passed by and asked me why I didn’t make a snow woman.

8:15 – So, I made a snow woman.

8:17 – My feminist neighbour complained about the snow woman’s voluptuous chest saying it objectified women everywhere.

8:20 – The gay couple living nearby threw a hissy fit and moaned it could have been two snowmen instead.

8:22 – The transgender man.. women…person asked why I didn’t just make one snow person with detachable parts.

8:25 – The vegans at the end of the lane complained about the carrot nose, as veggies are food and are not used to decorate snow figures.

8:28 – I was being called a racist because the snow couple is white.

8:30 – I used food colouring to make one of the snow couple a different colour and be more racially inclusive.

8:37 – Then accused of using a black face on the snow-person.

8:39 – The middle eastern gent across the road demanded the snow woman be completely covered.

8:40 – The police arrived saying someone had been offended.

8:42 – The feminist neighbour complained again that the broomstick of the snow woman needed to be removed because it depicted women in a domestic role.

8:43 – The ‘council on equality’ officer arrived and threatened me with eviction.

8:45 – TV news crew from ABC showed up. I was asked if I know the difference between snowmen and snow-women? I replied “Snowballs” and am now a sexist.

9:00 – I was on the news as a suspected terrorist, racist, homophobic, and sensibility offender, bent on stirring up trouble during difficult weather

9:10 – I was asked if I have any accomplices. My children were taken by social services.

9:29 – Far left protesters offended by everything marched down the street demanding that I be arrested.

9:45 – The boss called and fired me because of the negative association with work that had been all over social media.

10:00 – I cry into my drink because all I wanted to do was build a snowman…

Moral: There ain’t no moral to this story. It is what this world has become …. Because of a Bunch of Snowflakes.

You know, I think everyone should have a song dedicated to them. So I came up with one for our Prime Minister here in Canada. I even put the lyrics below, so you can sing along. A real catchy tune.

He’s a real nowhere man
Sitting in his nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody

Doesn’t have a point of view
Knows not where he’s going to
Isn’t he a bit like?
Nowhere man, please listen
You don’t know what you’re missing
Nowhere man, the world is at your command

He’s as blind as he can be
Just sees what he wants to see
Nowhere man, can you see me at all
Nowhere man don’t worry
Take your time, don’t hurry
Leave it all ’til somebody else
Lends you a hand
Ah, la, la, la, la

Doesn’t have a point of view
Knows not where he’s going to
Isn’t he a bit like you and me? Not me.
Nowhere man please listen
You don’t know what you’re missing
Nowhere man, The world is at your command
Ah, la, la, la, la

He’s a real nowhere man
Sitting in his nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody

Interesting Article: Not sure how much is true, but I do know that most of all our things comes from, other countries, when they could be made right here in Canada. For my wife and I we look at the labels to see where things have been made and if all possible we buy Made In Canada. Every time you buy Canadian, you’re helping our own.

Shopping in Lowe’s the other day for some reason and just for the fun of it I was looking at the garden hose attachments. They were all made in China … The next day I was in Home Hardware and just for the fun of it I checked the hose attachments there. They were made in Canada ! Start looking…
In our current economic situation, every little thing we buy or do affect’s someone else – even their job.

A quote from a consumer: “My grandson likes Hershey’s candy. I noticed, though, that it is marked made in Mexico now, instead of Smiths Falls , Ontario.
I do not buy it any more”.

My favourite toothpaste, Colgate, is made in Mexico now. I have switched to Crest. You have to read the labels on everything.

This past weekend, I was at Walmart. I needed 60W light Bulbs. I was in the light bulb aisle, and right next to the GE brand I normally buy was an off-brand labelled, “Everyday Value”. I picked up both types of bulbs and compared the stats – they were the same except for the price. The GE bulbs were more money than the Everyday Value brand, but the thing that surprised me the most was the fact that GE was made in MEXICO and the Everyday Value brand was made in – (get ready for this) – Canada at a company in Ontario.

Their Equate Products are also made in Canada, and are very good.

Just to add my own experience on buying Made in Canada , I was looking for canned mushrooms that were made in Canada and could never find any, so I would buy fresh. But recently I found Ravine Mushrooms – made in Canada with a little red maple leaf on the can. A little more money but when I opened the can I looked at Mushrooms that look like real mushrooms, not a mushroom that looks like it was cleaned in bleach.

Another product I no longer buy is Del Monte or Dole canned fruit.
Del Monte is packaged in Taiwan and Dole is now a product of China .
Why should we pay for their fruit when our growers are left with fruit rotting on the Trees. E.D. Smith is still made in Canada…
Buy theirs, at least you will know what is in it and have some quality control.

By the way, all pickles with the President’s Choice label and the No Name yellow label [Superstore] are made in India .. Think about it, Water from the Ganges is used… Yes THAT Ganges, Pollution of the Ganges, the largest river in India, poses significant threats to human health and the larger environment.

So throw out the myth that you cannot find Products you use every day that are made right here. My challenge to you is to start reading the labels when you shop for everyday things and see what you can find that is made In Canada.
The job you save may be your own or your neighbour’s’! (Your children & Grandchildren, also.)

If you accept this challenge, pass it on to others in your address book So we can all start buying Canadian, one light bulb at a time!
Stop buying from overseas companies!
(We should have awakened two decades ago.)

Let’s get with the program. Help our fellow Canadians keep their jobs and create more jobs here in Canada.

If President Biden insists on a ‘Made in America ‘ Policy, which is commendable of him, to support American workers, we should do likewise.

BUY CANADIAN! Read the labels. Support Canadian Jobs.

A teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their vacation. One child wrote the following:

“We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live here in a big brick house, but Grandpa got retired, and they moved to Florida.

They live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass. They ride around on big tricycles and wear name tags because they don’t know who they are anymore. Furthermore, they go to a building called a wrecked centre, but they must have got it fixed, because it is all right now.

They play games and do exercises there, but they don’t do them very well. There is a swimming pool, too, but they all jump up and down in it with their hats on. I guess they don’t know how to swim.

At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out. Then they go cruising in their golf carts.

My Grandma used to bake cookies and stuff, but I guess she forgot how. Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And they eat the same thing every night: Early Birds. Some of the people can’t get past the man in the dollhouse to go out. So the ones who do get out bring food back to the wrecked centre and call it potluck.

My Grandma says Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retirement and says I should work hard, so I can be retired someday, too. When I earn my retirement, I want to be the man in the dollhouse. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.”

I was sent this to listen too. I thought I would share. Take a listen when you get a minute or two. I thought it sounded pretty good. LOL

Stone-throwing incident at Trudeau event.

Hmm. Seems to me that a lot of people are not happy with what Trudeau has been doing throughout the last few years. Not that I believe that the stone throwing is a good thing, but it does put a perspective on what is in the minds of the voters today. It will be an interesting election. That is, if the NDP doesn’t join in with the Liberals as they usually do. Let’s hope this time round they stay on ground of their own. Only in Canada.

The Rambo Granny of Melbourne , Australia

Gun-toting granny Ava Estelle, 81, was so ticked-off when two thugs raped her 18-year-old granddaughter that she tracked the unsuspecting ex-cons down…
and shot off their testicles.

“The old lady spent a week hunting those men down and, when she found them, she took revenge on them in her own special way,”said Melbourne police investigator Evan Delp.
Then she took a taxi to the nearest police station, laid the gun on the sergeant’s desk and told him as calm as could be:
“Those bastards will never rape anybody again, by God.”
Cops say convicted rapist and robber Davis Furth, 33, lost both his penis and his testicles when outraged Ava opened fire with a 9-mm pistol in the hotel room where he and former prison cell mate Stanley Thomas, 29, were holed up.
The wrinkled avenger also blew Thomas’ testicles to kingdom come, but doctors managed to save his mangled penis, police said.
“The one guy, Thomas, didn’t lose his manhood, but the doctor I talked to said he won’t be using it the way he used to,”Detective Delp told reporters.

“Both men are still in pretty bad shape, but I think they’re just happy to be alive after what they’ve been through.”
The Rambo Granny swung into action August 21 after her granddaughter Debbie was carjacked and raped in broad daylight by two knife-wielding creeps in a section of town bordering on skid row.
“When I saw the look on my Debbie’s face that night in the hospital, I decided I was going to go out and get those bastards myself ’cause I figured the Law would go easy on them,” recalled the retired library worker.
“And I wasn’t scared of them, either – because I’ve got me a gun and I’ve been shootin’ all my life. And I wasn’t dumb enough to turn it in when the law changed about owning one.”
So, using a police artist’s sketch of the suspects and Debbie’s description of the sickos, tough-as-nails, Ava spent seven days prowling the wino-infested neighborhood where the crime took place till she spotted the ill-fated rapists entering their flophouse hotel.
“I knew it was them the minute I saw ’em, but I shot a picture of ’em anyway and took it back to Debbie, and she said sure as hell, it was them,” the oldster recalled…
“So I went back to that hotel and found their room and knocked on the door, and the minute the big one opened the door, I shot ’em right square between the legs, right where it would really hurt ’em most, you know.
Then I went in and shot the other one as he backed up, pleading to me to spare him.
Then I went down to the police station and turned myself in.”
Now, baffled lawmen are trying to figure out exactly how to deal with the vigilante granny.
“What she did was wrong, and she broke the law, but it is difficult to throw an 81-year-old woman in prison,”

Det. Delp said,

“Especially when 3 million people in the city want to nominate her for Mayor.”

DEPORT HER TO CANADA, WE NEED HER!

Country Singer Tom T. Hall, Writer Of ‘Harper Valley PTA, and I like Beer’ Dies At 85. I will miss him. GW

Someone Made My Father Sick by Jeff Jarvis

My 95-year-old, fully vaccinated, deaf, dear father is in the hospital with breakthrough COVID. Someone in Florida gave it to him. That someone — someone who works in a community serving the elderly and vulnerable — should have been vaccinated but was not. I am enraged at that someone, whoever it is.
My father has been isolated since the earliest days of the pandemic. He was obsessively careful. He did not go out at all. I ordered everything he needed with Instacart and Amazon, which is also how we knew he was fixing his breakfast and lunch. For most of the shutdown, dinner was delivered to his apartment. Then, a few weeks ago, the senior complex where he lives reopened its dining room. I was not terribly worried as I knew that 97 percent of the residents were vaccinated. What I did not know was that only 50% of staff was vaccinated.
My sister and I had become concerned about our father; versus a week before, he suddenly didn’t seem right. So we came to Florida on Tuesday. We found him exhausted in bed. He said he had no energy. He was short of breath. We called the EMTs, who found his pulse irregular and his oxygen low. Even so, we didn’t jump to assume COVID; worse, we feared some sudden decline with age. The EMTs took him to the hospital, and we followed. After a short time, the ER doctor came and told us we had to leave immediately.
My father is almost entirely deaf now. He had only one hearing aid in, and it was not working. Shouting accomplished only so much. So I asked for some paper and used a marker to write in large, blue letters: “YOU HAVE COVID.” He said: “How the hell?”
Someone gave COVID to him, someone who could and should have been vaccinated.
That was the last we have seen our father. He is now in the hospital’s COVID ward. We can’t visit him. Because he is deaf, we cannot talk to him; the phone is impossible (we got him a landline phone that transcribes conversation into text, but that is at home). I think now of all those scenes of people before the vaccine who were dying alone and isolated, and my heart breaks again for them, and now for him.
It is hard to get updates about our father. The nurses are busy; they have to dress and undress in protective clothing each time they enter and leave a COVID room … which seems almost absurd as I write this in a state that is a COVID ward, where its nihilistic leader dismisses — no, fights against — masks, vaccinations, science, and sense. My Pa is on oxygen and the drugs they have — steroids, Remdesivir, anticoagulants — but they still have next too none to treat COVID. He is doing well, they tell me. They say he is smiling. I’m mostly concerned about his atrial fibrillation. (I know it is not a fatal condition, as I got afib after 9/11 — but that means I also know just how much it can drain one’s energy.) I can’t get my father’s cardiologist to give me the courtesy of answering my call to discuss his condition. I am dependent on the advice of the experts I follow online; I am grateful for their generosity and advice. But I don’t know enough about what is happening right now in my father’s hospital room. Since his oxygen is stabilizing, he will probably be sent soon to whatever COVID rehab bed they can locate, then back to his continuing care facility, then home.
My sister and I are leaving Florida today because there is nothing we can do here and, frankly, because we are at risk in this place. One or both of us will return when he is back home and we can see him and hug him and help him. Since he cannot hear his caregivers in the hospital, I have been delivering letters to him, printed out in 36-point type to tell him what is happening to him, to tell him we are watching from afar, to tell him we love him, though that he knows. Somehow, I will figure out how to get these notes to him until we can see him.
Yesterday, we spoke with someone at his complex about his future care. We expressed utter dismay that half the staff there could be unvaccinated. How could anyone be so irresponsible when they are caring for old people? The people we were speaking with agreed. But they said that if they required the vaccine, in a tight labor market they’d end up short-staffed.
Excuses. Everybody is making excuses when they should be showing responsibility and leadership. We should be requiring vaccinations for the good of all. We should be shunning the people who refuse vaccinations. This is now their pandemic, the pandemic of the unvaccinated. They are ignorant, selfish, irresponsible, cynical, dangerous, deadly.
They gave our dear father COVID. Damn them.

Here is a Journalist, great man … that thinks like I do. What he says is so true. It’s a short video and worth taking in. Let me know what you think. GW

Canadian food is out their, folks. Keep an eye open for it, and keep our jobs here in Canada. Especially now with our very own fruit entering into the picture. Food for thought, so to speak.

Hmm! And people today say they are having it hard with interest rates. This video if nothing else shows these young folks what us older folks have had to deal with over the years. But we made out. Today they would be protesting in the streets, LOL. Take care and stay safe.

This is one of my most favourite Commercials, which was made many years ago. How many of you remember it??? I sing it to my lovely wife occasionally. LOL

Here is a great article that was sent to me that I believe says a lot. Some might differ of its meaning, but it’s a free speech world. Or is it? I will let you decide.

I used to think I was pretty much just a regular person, but I was born white, into a two-parent household which now, whether I like it or not, makes me privileged, a racist, and responsible for slavery.

I am a fiscal and moral conservative, which by today’s standards, makes me a fascist because I plan, budget, and support myself.

I went to High School, got into college, and have always held a job. But I now find out that I am not here because I earned it, but because I was “advantaged”.

I am heterosexual, which according to gay folks, now makes me a homophobe.

I am not a Muslim, which now labels me as an infidel.

I am older than 70, making me a useless eater who doesn’t understand Facebook, Instagram, or Snapchat.

I think and I reason, and I doubt much of what the ‘main stream’ media tells me, which makes me a Right-wing conspiracy nut.

I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive Canadian culture, making me a xenophobe.

I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual’s merits, which today makes me an anti-socialist.

I believe our system guarantees freedom of effort – not freedom of outcome or subsidies which must make me a borderline sociopath.

I believe in the defence and protection of Canada for and by all citizens, now making me a militant.

I am proud of our flag, what it stands for, and the many who died to let it fly, so I stand during our National Anthem – so I must be a racist.

Please help me come to terms with the new me because I’m just not sure who I am anymore! Funny – it all took place over the last 5 or 6 years!

If all this nonsense wasn’t enough to deal with, now I don’t even know which restroom to use… and these days I gotta go more frequently!

Ontarian’s frustrated by lack of locations to book second COVID vaccine dose.

Truth be told. I personally believe that it might be better to wait a couple of months before getting the second shot. As it gives the body time to adjust to things. But hey! I could be wrong.

Trudeau, scheduled to land in Ottawa later today and start quarantine at a local hotel.

Hmm! I wonder how many people really care. LOL. Anyway, have a great day, and it is a really nice day here in Port Loring Ontario.