ElectionFraud2011

The election of 2011 was fraudulent, and the only person with the power to revisit it is Stephen Harper.

Month: September, 2013

Leaving Fernie

Being a whimpy city kid I have to admit that the only wind and water I’ve ever seen to match Fernie today are Hurricane Hazel in Toronto about 56 years ago and the very tail of a hurricane in New Orleans 25 or 30 years ago. I’m sitting in the waiting room of the Canadian Tire auto hospital while Toto gets some upgrading. I gotta tell you that “Canadian Tire money” isn’t the only extra that I got. I got totally sunny, totally friendly service every second I was there. And I’ve been more relaxed every time I deal with CTC, having found that their attitude seems to be along the lines of “No questions asked. You don’t want it? No probs bro. Here’s your refund. You do have the bill?” Counterpoint to what mum nature is doing outside.

I’ve gotten rain gear in Fernie that is nice and bright but the same bright yellow as my sign. Hope that works. Bought a couple of solar screen for the roof. It’s all about not having enough power for furnace, computer and iphone. Must check out notebook technology to find more power efficiency.

Folks, are you believing the Curly, Larry and Moe “Rapid Transit Drama” show that Stephen,  Jim and the Rob “Grand Tarino car wreck” Ford are peddling in Toronto

Dog and pony show?

How about two dogs and a phony show.

Look at the second and third raters that cluster around our fourth rate illegal Prime Minister. Only the truly willing to commit fraud need apply.

At a time when all normal feeling people are feeling a sort of hopeless sadness over the recurrence of teens committing suicide I feel it necessary to once again remind people that the man who was Stephen Harper’s mentor, co-author and the person who guided SJH for years and ran his early campaign became a pariah and lost his almost daily appearance on “The Evan Soloman Show” at the CBC (Calgary Bull Crap), has ever since he let his involvement with the “man-boy” movement cat out of the bag, been misrepresented. He also lost his job at The University of Calgary where he taught The Right Honourable Prime Minister Stephen Joseph Harper the subtleties of the “noble lie”. Saying that perverted little Tommy Flanagan was an adviser is like saying that Bruce Carson is just a little crooked. Oh excuse me that was the last thing they were saying about Bruce Carson before down there at CBC where SJH makes up the news they decided that Bruce was just another left-wing fantasy. Well the truth is that Bruce has multiple convictions and serious Harper friendly character flaws.

Bruce and crime…Ham and eggs.

No folks Stephen and Tom were BFF until Tom’s latent American hubris and racism got in the way. Stephen is in much better control of his inner evil than creepy little pervert Tommy ever was, and we’ll never know what was discussed between paragraphs and pages as Stephen and little Tommy used to work into the night. Plotting who knows what. We’ll also never know what the RCMP would have found had they impounded little tommy’s computer.

There’s just never a lot of space between Decievin’ Stephen and a felon or two. I’m predicting that the guy who runs Racknine  (Stephen a little aside for you here; in the future you might not want to do sensitive business that could get you a vacation in one of those concentration camps you want to build with a dolt that names his business after a bar game.)  I’m predicting that he and that younger fellow who did the burner cell phone thing in Guelph will eventually become felons unless Harper is able to completely co-opt every level of court and criminology.

Once again though I have to point out that I’m a one trick pony and that one trick is felony. The felony of The Right Honourable Prime Minister Stephen Joseph Harper. Not the massive stupidity of delMastro, Oda and Kenney, to name a few. And not even the felony of misleading Parliament and lying to Canada on a regular basis. Specifically electoral fraud.

I contend that what Stephen Harper and his minions did leading up to May 2011 constitutes treason.

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just past Jaffray

I’ve just passed Jaffray and had to drive a little past where I walked to to find a camp/park space. I’ve decided that at this point my definition of “walk to Ottawa has gone through some changes so it’s time to lay down some definitions. When I walked on Vancouver Island I double walked all but a part of Ross Durant and a part of the Malahat. And when I got to Vancouver and the lower mainland to Hope I double walked it. All through the Fraser Valley.  After Hope I began when necessary to walk with a pedometer and make sure that it was set a little slow and that it showed a number greater than the odometer of Toto.

From the beginning of Manning Park until after Princeton where I had my brakes worked on after they were perhaps tampered with just before leaving the park I’ve used the pedometer when appropriate but double walked most of the way. I started this section as the title says just east of Jaffary and so many little things have kept me from it until now when I have again double-walked to Fernie as all the people who pointed out that I was “going the wrong way.” will attest.

There is so much to write about. There’s the incredible sadness of teens being bullied into suicide by very sick people. Is enough being done? How can something so tragic just be allowed to continue? Are our politicos focusing on this or is this something too remote from their careers.

Then there’s the Harpercrit integrity play-offs. Pamela was out front by a bit but she’s getting a tiny bit of breathing room thanks to Dean delMastro. But seriously folks, it’s obvious that to have ever been close to The Right Honourable Prime Minister Stephen Joseph Harper one needed a resume that was top-heavy in dishonesty. He promoted Shelley “Sarah Palin wannabe” Glover as soon as she was caught doing the CPC boogie which is a rendition of election overspending and then lying and costing taxpayers until she finally admitted culpability. He employed Nigel Wright who paid Duffy’s bills to keep him quiet and under the radar. There is simply nobody anywhere near SJH who is not a consumate liar, and there is simply no morality about these people. Day after day we get more lies, more chicanery, more disrespect for rule of law, more disrespect of the electorate and more disrespect for science. From my perspective the CPC has acted toward the Canadian public very much parallel to the way some so called Freemen-on-the-land have acted toward people who legally had something wanted by the “Freeman”.  We the electorate were robbed of our voting power in much the same way that people have lost their homes to members of the Freemen organizations. And the parallel will continue when people find that their home (country) has been trashed by the time they get it back.

Cranbrook Friday September 6

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Well good people labour day was a very sad day for my family. My brother’s eldest son just forty-nine, drew his last breath at about 11AM.

Jeffrey was exactly what evolution was aiming for the second we emerged from the primordial ooze. Kind by nature, by habit, by temperament. Always glad to see you, always glad to see him. Our family lost it’s most cherished member. I miss him dearly.

When I left Creston with a delicious complimentary apple from a gentleman who owns an orchard and a fruit stand in Ericson which bumps into the east edge of Creston, I also left with a head full of good thoughts for Creston. I didn’t realize it at the time but was informed in Jahk that Brian Lawrence of the Creston Valley Advance had not only written a very good piece on what I’m trying to do but that it was…

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Cranbrook Friday September 6

Well good people labour day was a very sad day for my family. My brother’s eldest son just forty-nine, drew his last breath at about 11AM.

Jeffrey was exactly what evolution was aiming for the second we emerged from the primordial ooze. Kind by nature, by habit, by temperament. Always glad to see you, always glad to see him. Our family lost it’s most cherished member. I miss him dearly.

When I left Creston with a delicious complimentary apple from a gentleman who owns an orchard and a fruit stand in Ericson which bumps into the east edge of Creston, I also left with a head full of good thoughts for Creston. I didn’t realize it at the time but was informed in Jahk that Brian Lawrence of the Creston Valley Advance had not only written a very good piece on what I’m trying to do but that it was on the front page. It’s very empowering to see your cause taken that seriously by the local press and it corroborates what I’m hearing as I walk.

When a couple of days later just past the junction of  highways #3 and #95  after having a wonderful conversation with a couple of cyclists who were headed for Calgary where they would fly , one to Hanover Germany and the other to Hull Quebec I was sitting in the front seat doing some catching up and summoning the energy to get up and into the back of Toto, along came Janet. Seems that Janet and her man Dwight run the Yahk pizza shop and they decided to make me a pizza.

It was so good and Janet and Dwight such generous hosts that I forgot how bad my arthritis was. I left Yahk feeling on top of the world and had a great little conversation with a young gentleman named Tim who was pedaling out of town looking for phone reception. Apparently Jahk is one of the communities that has little or no e-communication. Speaking with Tim reminded me that young people, Tim I’d say was in his early twenties, are not inclined to speak of it, but are very aware that the harpercrits are poised to throw their futures off the cliff in favour of corporate profits.

My walking was uneventful for the next couple of days. I knew that Jeffery was in hospital and I knew it was serious but I kept a good thought and hoped that there was time to reverse damage and have a controlled but forward moving life. All that changed on labour day. I missed the call being out walking and when I called my brother he corroborated what I’d been emailed. It hit me like a load of coal. I’d just been emailed that Jeff was taken off life support and that it was just a matter of time. But when that time comes it speeds up and slows down and swirls and nothing makes sense. Had no idea I’d miss you being alive this much Jeffrey.

But some of the nicest people crossed my path in the next couple of days and they bouyed me as I was slumping. late in my walk that night a car pulled over as I was walking back to where I had left off and called me over to their car to talk to me. They were Mark and Yvonne and their young, handsome and generous son Jeshua, who insisted on giving me a paper donation with a portrait on it of one of those guys who in my opinion all look way too serious. Every time I see one of those pieces of paper I want to say “hey smile, you won”.  Jeshua’s parents also gave me some cucumbers.

Next day as I was walking back from one of my longest walks and was communicating with my memories of Jeffery, I was totally oblivious of my surroundings and when I looked up I was a deer in the headlights as a car was coming right at me. It took a couple of seconds to realize that it was going very slowly and pulling to a park in front of me. It was Robert Slimm. Now isn’t that a great name for a country singer? Well Robert was in fact listening to Johnny Cash. Not Johnny Cash the country singer guitar picker, but that same fellow in his guise as reader of the new testament, and notwithstanding my problem with what I imagine was leading the charge in the great genocide against the original or at least way the hell earlier than any Europeans on these plains, mountains and forests,  (the people little Tommy Flanagan fleeced his dumb right-wing cronies lying about and making a huge living and bloated career with).  When Robert asked if I minded him saying a prayer for me I replied that I have no problems with others beliefs but that he shouId know that I am an atheist. Well Robert who truly does have a beautiful  smile, smiled said he’d like to, and proceeded to pray for me. I was delighted to have Robert pray for me. Who am I to tell Robert or anybody else how to think of the great universal questions. And your vibes move me even when I don’t understand or agree about their origins.  Hell I have trouble like most raising my voice against the obvious evil obfuscations coming out of the right wing that you need a daily program to keep up with the name changes of, as they escape yesterday and yesterday’s yesterday, tricking  rather than gaining the electorate, financial fraud that they lie about until their greed and dishonest fascism has something dripping out of stuffed cheeks and soiling silk vests, before they’d admit to their crimes. And make no mistake good people crime, it was. No matter the extent that CPC acts as though financial election crimes are little errors, they are in fact crimes. Serious crimes. They affect elections in your democracy or you don’t have anything that can be called democracy. And they happen top-heavily by the right-wing of every constituent of government be it parliament, senate, supreme court and policing whenever policing  gets too cosy with government.

Shelley, Shelley, Shelley.

I’m no economist nor am I an employment guidance person but I’ve gotta think that the “right wing guy/gal who thinks up new and innocuous names for any right-wing organizations in public trouble”, has got to have a cachet of security about his or her job.

Much like the job security The Right Honourable Prime Minister Stephen Joseph Harper got, the minute he was sworn in. It is scary and fascinating to see how dictatorial the power was that he was given then.  Make no mistake he’ll have pushed his illegal mandate to the breaking point before he leaves. I obviously wish him to lose, but more than that and for the sake of country and history I wish him to be brought before the courts to answer for all of his illegal actions. I don’t know if this is our first and therefore only illegal government but I do know that it is an illegal government.

Reforms and Alliances and Con-jobs oh my

Before I sign off I’d just like to say how much I appreciate the profusion of sculpting  on display in so many of the mountain towns that I’ve gone through. Starting at and perhaps most wonderfully in Castlegar. That’s where I first noticed it. I hope I didn’t miss any before Castlegar and I’m sure that some of the towns that I didn’t go through are as resplendent.

Way to go B.C. Gilding this most beautiful lily.