The Charter

Last Sunday kicked-off the nouveau-politico platitudes of media homage to mark the twenty-fifth year of the newest sacred cow of the socialist left, “The Charter of Rights and Freedoms”. Excuse me while I bow and scrape, prostrating myself in humility before the sacrosanct graven image of “The Charter”. Let none be blasphemous enough to question the authority of its origin, it’s all encompassing values of the multi-culturalist inclusiveness. The champion of human rights, the beleaguered and down-trodden, the host of victims made criminals by mean-spirited, the real perpetrator of evil, you and me. How did we manage to struggle through 115 years of the British North America Act as our only means to govern the affairs of our dominion? We did it with simple easy and the calm and assurance that justice was served in the nation and for that length of time the disquiet of but a few dissenters were heard. Those who knew that the surreptitious incremental change of “the quiet revolution” was slowly but steadily gaining momentum, shaping our destiny and regardless of intention of design, not for the long term good of our nation. This Charter was drafted by Jean Cretien then Minister of Justice in the court of Pierre Elliot Trudeau at the time of its infancy. Years later liberal justice appointee Bertha Wilson made a landmark precedent which would change Canada’s ability too control its own immigration laws, by ruling in favor of the statute that anyone regardless of their character, when within 200 nautical miles of her borders would inherit all the rights and freedoms granted of one who was born and raise here by natural birthright.http://migration.ucdavis.edu/rs/more.php?id=158_0_2_0 The Charter’s real purpose was to annoint the Judicial system when invoked as governing body of the Nation, and thus relegate Canada’s Parliament to the stature of hand-maiden in waiting, subjugated to the will and whim of the Supreme Court. The dread tumultuous “Not Withstanding Clause” too terrible the wrath to be suffered would become the illegitimate child distained, reviled, and unwanted by any to be the first claimed the offspring of their loins. So what will apprehend the onsought of undesirerables entring through the gay portal of opportunity so graciously granted by liberal Wilson? What would stop an Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, an Dr. Ayman Muhammad Rabaie al-Zawahiril, or Osama bin Muhammad bin 'Awad bin Laden himself from entering disguised, and from gaining asylum under the our irrational and most deadly flawed Charter of Rights and Freedoms? Do not presume to tell me that this sceanario could never come to pass under a socialist reign, as we have been witness to every kind of corrruption known in the free world in the lasty forty years under such illusion. It can and will happen here unless steps are immediately take to close up the bleach in our erronious and willful destruction.

The Black Widow

Is anyone really shocked by the sudden departure of the black widow that turned chameleon, of Canadian politics? She whom many have claimed was supposed to have been the catalyst in uniting the right, but more likely entertained designs of the usury of Steven Harper and Peter McKay, to furnish the perceived vessel, and though her father’s money and influence she sought to become leader of. Arriving on the scene as the media darling “a breath of fresh air” amongst the fetid stench of the sleazy liberal politics, she was touted as the long overdue breakthrough for women in politics. It wasn’t long before she was throwing lavish parties with the who’s who of the Tory world serving up blue color martinis and smoozing her way into any riding associations she though she could seduce along the way to the leadership bid. Coming off as wooden and having limited or rehearsed responses to questions, and severely disadvantaged by her lack ability to communicate in French, she fell to the polish and professional leadership qualities of a discernable PM in waiting. Not having the grace or dignity to support her leader she continued to presume upon Steven Harper’s patience until she was called to Stornoway, in which there ensued a terrible row where it was alleged she was ultimately told she would “never be leader of the CPC.” Not long afterward the rancorous harpy bared her vicious teeth before two key confidence votes on its 2005 budget were due to be decided by Parliament, sinking her steely claws into Harper’s back and crossing the floor to take a ministerial portfolio in Paul Martin’s government, and saved it’s teetering topple into the abyss of a spring election in 2005. http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2005/05/17/stronach-liberals050517.html Too add fuel to her depraved lust to burn Harper to the ground she was reported to have been dancing, inebriated on the speakers into the wee hours on Sussex Street, where the Party was holding a victory bash in honor of what would become the Government’s seven month stay of execution. When it became evident that old boys network of the liberal party had no intentions to wage a democratic leadership convention, as always in their regressive tradition to select corruptible delegates, Stronach became disillusioned, and disenchanted in her new role relegated to languish on the back benches of obscurity. With the advent of Stephane Dion the new leader of the LPC and the likelihood of loosing the next election and further years of opposition it was obvious she was no longer willing to pay her dues the hard way and work her way to the top. Her introduction as neophyte into the cynical syndrome of Canadian politics was a painful learning experience, but one thing remains abundantly clear and that is she had no such intentions to “serve the public” or her constituents of Newmarket-Aurora. Her real intentions were in the end one and the same as what they were in the beginning, nothing more than shameless, crass, self-serving ambition.