My soul is not improved by voting for Progressives. Neither is yours.
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My soul is not improved by voting for Progressives. Neither is yours.
The worst was the RCMP physically restraining a reporter from the daily briefing by Justin, Trudeau the Second. The reporter was registered and properly certified as a member of the Parliamentary Press Gallery. But the reporter had filed a story unfavourable to the government.
Christ said, “what is mine, is yours.”
Modern Progressives say, “what is yours, is mine.”
Stephen Lewis once said, “I don’t know how a Christian cannot be a socialist.”
I say in reply, “I don’t know how a Christian can be a socialist.”
Life is becoming difficult; I have now added a sounding of views on The Truckers Freedom Convoy to my checklist before committing to spending time with anyone.
Especially if I don’t have an easy exit.
UCP members were asked, “Is there anyone else you want to lead?”
Each member could imagine their perfect candidate and vote against Jason. He could not win.
At a recent online lecture hosted by Ralston College, Dr. Theodore Dalrymple talked about H.G. Wells book, the Time Machine. He reminded me of the Eloi and the Morlocks of that book. The Eloi elite lived on the surface of the earth, vegetarian, peaceful, effeminate, and shy. The Morlocks lived below, running the machinery of the earth; they were hard and physical people.
I am regularly surprised by friends and acquaintances who don’t share my sense of joy at the Truckers’ Freedom Convoy. Without fail, they view the invocation of the Emergency Measures Act as justified and necessary.
Recently, the Victoria police set up a perimeter to keep out any demonstrators supporting the Canadian Freedom Truckers. I was stopped at a roadblock and the officers demanded to know my business in the neighbourhood.
Journalists in the legacy media persist in asserting that Pierre Poilievre, who has consistently preached small government and Canadian freedoms, does not have a coherent policy.