It’s 2013. Sarah Palin has been elected President of the Unites States. In her first foray into international affairs she announces that she’s going to resolve this pesky and long standing dispute between North and South Korea. Her adoring supporters revel in her steely resolve, and her self proclaimed willingness to “take the bull by the tail and look it firmly in the eye”.
Dearest CBC: without wishing in any way to disparage the anecdotal prowess of your hosts, if I wanted ersatz bonhomie I would be listening to stations that feature “personalities” with names like “Woody” or “the Shark”. These are not examples to emulated, CBC: these are object lessons in how horribly wrong radio can go – distilled stupid, boiling iodine rubbed directly into our frayed and quivering early morning minds.
…and the real ugly shines through.
I won’t be very present here for the next few weeks, for the usual seasonal reasons, and then some. Stay calm. Be brave. And watch for the signs.
In which Charles Anthony of the Politic dons his Marie Antoinette ruffles and prescribes a cure for Inuit infant mortality.
The worst thing about Harper’s prorogation is the vacuum it creates in the blogosphere, where any number of unsightly boils have erupted in the absence of anything real to write about. Some loyal writers have contacted the Bunker Research Bureau for a digest of this week’s Kay-Zerbesias brouhaha that doesn’t require actually that they visit [...]
If you thought the notion of Lou Reed and Luciano Pavarotti teaming up onstage was weird, check THIS out.
Arthur C. Clarke once wrote that “Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” The Bunker adds a corollary: any sufficiently primitive manifestation of religion is indistinguishable from sheer superstition.
In which we try to get to the bottom of it.
In which a couple of Blogging Tory children pretend to understand media ownership and editorial policy. Oh, dear. Not for those easily embarrassed by ideological stupidity.
They were wonderful on record and wonderful onstage. Every concert was like a gathering of friends at the best kitchen party you ever attended. And Kate was their bruised and hopeful heart.
Earthquakes, by their nature, apply huge pressure to previously insignificant fissures, and produce sudden and enormous gaps. We’ve always maintained that there are sane and decent conservative bloggers out there (no, seriously!), but too often they blend in with their batshit crazy cousins. Blogging on Canada’s relief efforts in Haiti opens the crevasse between the sane and decent majority, and the vicious minority of racists that give the rest a bad rep.
Toronto’s little cabal of anti-Palestinian bloggers can’t see courage in a protester who dies for her beliefs under a bulldozer, but they sure do love to applaud their own weekend excursions for donuts and a demo as feats of heroism.
From balbulican’s Guide To Arrogant Blogging, P. 228: “…and if you’re going assert superiority with a display of mock erudition, at least try to get the spelling right.”
An American Teabagger, demonstrating outside the Detroit Auto Show (audio clip, CBC Radio):
“Government should get out of the auto industry and give it back to the people!”
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