Boomer spectators watching Seinfeld’s amusing 17-minute commencement speech at Duke probably summed it up for themselves by recalling the Seinfeld mantra, “It was a show about nothing.” And they’d be right. Jerry is the man for those times. 

The clock ticks. Even Justin’s former finance minister Bill Morneau is warning that the bubble is going to pop if Justin keeps printing money to keep real estate values so unsupportably high. The entire middle class of Canada, which has ridden the real estate train, will then see their life savings evaporate like Jody Wilson Raybould’s political career. 

Whether you’re in the stock market or real estate the question of when to sell is paramount. When to dump a tanking investment or sell a house in a bad market is an art form. Hence the expression, Timing is everything. For the incumbent governments in Canada and the U.S. the time has come to make that risky decision of when to fish or when to cut bait with their respective leaders. 

It has all become mob mentality packaged for feckless media. The Hamas doctoral groupies don’t demand anything from Hamas beyond their faux-serious chants and designer kaffiyehs in the House of Commons. No doubt Zia Haq will join them again soon in the struggle. If Steven “The Green” Guilbeault can go from criminal to cabinet, Canada is wide open to him now.

As the Calgary’s schmozzles and Edmonton’s dabble in climate extravagance illustrate the municipal level of government in Canada is a few lobsters shy of a clambake. Across the country major cities are in the hands of radical NDP soldiers or virtue warriors who would rather have symbolism than sewers to talk about. 

Sure, Justin told the UN his citizens are genocidal, applauded Nazis in Parliament  and showered his pals with graft. But wasn’t Mulroney also found counting bribe money from paper bags in a hotel room? Surely, the charity shown to Mulroney will also be extended to Trudeau in the fullness of time? 

With polls that even Biden would faint over, Justin Trudeau is ramping up the disinformation dodge with the same fervour as the MSNBC fainting goats. Skippy has added a little Russian sauce to his equation, claiming that Putin has Conservative leader Pierre Poilievre in his control, manipulating the public to abandon Ukraine. 

Isolation is their nightmare. While they recognize that Justin can’t dance and Melanie don’t rock ’n roll, there’s safety in staying under their skirts. They won’t have to turn on CBC or CTV and confront rubes in Charlottetown who’ve noticed that Team Trudeau is selling PEI off by the pound to the CPP. They’ll be able to trade Saturday Night Lies skits with fellow travellers.  And that’s not such a bad life, is it? Especially when someone else is paying.

Selfishly interrupting the show (after being asked not to) to read a live Donald Trump online rant about Kimmel’s lame performance he affirmed what everyone knows: Trump has built a hotel inside the head of every SJW. He owns them.

As the United States and then Canada head into elections promising destruction for Woke administrations, the definition of a woman that eludes so many radical political figures is foremost in the minds of voters. As J.K. Rowling states, women are united by their gender, but are not a monolith to be banked by a political party.

One of the Millenials’ fears, they were told, was Hate Speech. What began as an earnest attempt to silence Ernst Zundel’s #Nazi ravings has morphed into PMJT deciding whose speech is hurtful and whose is transcendent Happy Ways positivism. Bill C-63 wants to monitor your opinions to make sure they don’t offend anyone in the current government.

Those Canadians who spend time in DeSantisLand  know that our American hosts are blissfully unaware of what happens in Canada. Outside blaming the True North for brisk weather like this week’s near-freezing temps in the South.  Then, out of nowhere, Canada and Canadians are suddenly blasting down the pike like an Alberta Clipper.

How concerned is the establishment in Washington? So far the Secret Service is refusing to extend protection to Robert F. Kennedy Jr. as a presidential candidate, a courtesy observed in the case of other 2024 long shots. Considering the tragic history of the Kennedys and the inflammatory nature of RFK’s claims about vaccines, Chinese collusion and the environment this is more than a snub. It’s an invitation to wackos.

It’s a fair guess that when historians look back at the current era it will not be referred to as The Enlightenment. The purpose of our contemporary scientific inquiry, as those deceived by the Covid hustle will know, is not shedding light but shrouding and blinding honest inquiry. If The Enlightenment was a ray of sunshine to expose truth, then the Suppression is a blow torch to destroy discussion. 

Chaos is their byword. With over half the population sleepwalking already (a plurality of Canadians still support the enactment of the 2022 Emergencies Act against the 'Freedom Convoy' protests)  the radicals are closer than ever to their goal. With a willing media it won’t take long for them to get there.

As voters entered the 2022 polling booth— even those who’d told pollsters they’d vote GOP— the spectre of Trump loomed. Suddenly the binary choice between chaos agent Trump and semi-coherent Biden tilted toward Corn Pop Joe. And just like that, Trump choices across America like Kari Lake (AZ), Dr. Oz (PA) and Herschel Walker (GA) went down in flames. Turning the GOP tidal wave into a trickle. 

One of the quaint things about the Liberal base is their undying affection for legacy Canada— even as their fearless leader seeks to create Beijing on the Rideau. They still venerate VIA train service, Canada Post and government liquor stores. The more Justin Trudeau tears at the fabric of their legacy the deeper their affection for bygone days.

Dave Chappelle has been raked for “punching down” on the Left’s pet causes. Ricky Gervais the same. For all the threats Gervais and Chappelle have received over alleged LGBTQ-2 slurs in the past, they have never backed down from the comedic art of in-your-face political commentary. And their new products Armageddon (Gervais) and The Dreamer (Chappelle) are no exception.

By year’s end the feckless new friends of Hamas found themselves compelled to voice support around the Xmas table for the heinous Oct. 7 massacre. “Hey, how about a little restraint IDL?” Where they saw a face staring back at them, just not the one they expected.

Guilbault & Co. have no practical knowledge of the auto industry other than stroking huge cheques for battery factories that are irrelevant before they’re built. His Euro buddies want this, and that’s enough for him.