Gives a whole new meaning to little potato.
— torchesandpitchforks (@torchesandpitch) July 1, 2018
Gives a whole new meaning to little potato.
— torchesandpitchforks (@torchesandpitch) July 1, 2018
And countless billions wasted. No mention of the destructive, ideologically-driven policies of Butts, Sock Boy, and Climate Barbie in this article.
It is 30 years this past week that Dr. James Hansen, then well into the first of more than three decades as head of the NASA (National Aeronautics and Space Administration)-Goddard Institute for Space Studies, testified to a U.S. Senate committee that the then-current heat wave in Washington was caused by the relationship between “the greenhouse effect and observed warming.” This was the starting gun of a mighty debate about the existence, cause and consequences of global warming. Hansen was embraced by the environmental movement, from authentic scientists like David Suzuki to well-meaning faddists like the Prince of Wales, to cynical interlopers from the defeated international left grasping at anything to debunk and confound capitalism, like Naomi Klein, to complete charlatans like former U.S. vice-president Al Gore.
This is a good article on the contemporary left, ie, progressives (although, I would argue that the left is chasing dystopias, rather than utopias—hence the language of absolutes, and authoritarianism leading to totalitarianism). When you stand for everything, you stand for nothing. Ideologues try to shoehorn reality into their ideology. It seems a form of stunted intellectual growth. It’s painful to watch them try to contort and twist reality, while prostrating themselves before their ideology, like some unfortunate soul having a seizure. It’s more painful when the rest of us suffer from their delusions. One has only to look at the great isms of the 20th century to see the inevitable conclusion: reality always comes back to bite you in the ass. See Roger’s great essay, The Myth of Human Perfectibility.
Although much is made of the political and cultural left, few realize that this creature is long extinct. Once it stood for stronger unions, economic equality, better working conditions and organized labor. Such was its root, its reality, from which it has fully severed itself.
This means that the left now chases utopias — from multiculturalism to environmentalism and green initiatives, from the “rights” industry and intersectionality to gender-fluidity, from anarchism and communism to ever-morphing liberalism, from abortion and euthanasia to the cult of Trump-hatred by self-styled sophisticates. In each case, the logic is the same: Shoehorn reality into theory, and mold humanity into the confines of ideology.
And, because it is now rootless, the left is all things to many agendas, and thus stands for nothing. The only coherence it possesses is progressivism, whereby all that ails society is to be cured by economics and technology, whose anodynes are doled out by politicians in thrall to “experts,” who in turn cannot help but contradict each other.
Heh heh. Bet thin-skinned @gmbutts wishes he hadn’t opened that can of worms.
Canadians are serious about controlling climate and are obviously really happy with me as their weather minister! 1.5 million impressions in 4 days and closing in on 9k followers. Thanks @gmbutts pic.twitter.com/aqck6xkKjQ
— CatheMckennnnnna (@CatheeMcKennnna) June 30, 2018
There’s no hypocrisy like Liberal hypocrisy.
It’s become known as the Kokanee Grope.
Back in August 2000, the then 28-year-old Justin Trudeau was in Creston. B.C. at the annual Kokanee Summit musical festival to raise money for a backcountry shelter in honour of his younger brother Michel, who had died in an avalanche two years before.
According to the local paper, the Creston Valley Advance, Trudeau “inappropriately ‘handled’” one of their reporters, a woman in her 20s. The reporter, who few news outlets are naming out of respect for her privacy, wrote an editorial at the time asking, “Didn’t he learn, through his vast experiences in public life, that groping a strange young woman isn’t in the handbook of proper etiquette.”
Pierre Burton wrote that 1967 was Canada’s last great year. In 1967, Canada was a great country, proud of its heritage and its achievements. Montreal, then a world-class city, hosted Expo 67, the World’s Fair. WWII had only ended 22 years before, during which Canadians—my father and uncles, included—had done themselves proud. Then a country with a relatively small population, Canada had fought way above its weight class, including building the third largest navy in the world. In 1968, Canadians elected Trudeau the elder and with a few respites, things have gone downhill ever since. In 2015, Canadians foolishly elected his immature son, Justin, and Canada is now swirling around the toilet bowl. 2019 cannot come quickly enough.
Happy Dominion Day. Fly and salute the Red Ensign.