Friday, December 31, 2004

Little Did I Know

It's just like Darryl Sittler hitting his thumb on Corner Gas. I just went over to SDA and what should I see:

It Takes A Baboon To Raze A Village

Dyer's Dec.30 column advises that baboons hold the secret to world peace. It's really very simple, actually. First - kill half of the male population. Be sure it's the more aggressive half. Since the window of opportunity has long closed for death by food borne tuberculosis, that leaves the less aggressive half to do the killing, one presumes.

I rest my case. I am laughing my ass off, and a fine ass it is, ask slave.
Pathetic, I am ashamed to admit that Gwennie is a Newfoundlander.

Start here

The Chickens

Way back in the early sixties when university students wore ties and jackets at least when you attended MUN, that's Memorial University of Newfoundland; there was discipline on campus, small as it was, and all was orderly, well mostly. I remember a particularly obnoxious student, Gwynne Dyer. A silver spooner and a very smart dude whose persona I wish I had the ability to market. If I could have bought him for what he was worth and sold him for what he thought he was worth I would have been a millionaire. G had uncanny recall ability and would love to sit in class and read a newspaper, usually the Daily News, now defunct, just to show off and drive the Profs nuts. G joined the Navy Reserve much to their dismay, as it turned out. That's where he got his modicum of military education, but G as usual figured he knew more than the whole military milieu, not locally but even globally, just ask him. He has pontificated and bloviated for many a decade and spewed his left wing ideology throughout the Anglosphere and beyond. He reminds me of Idiotarians who fit the Chomsky mould. He has progressed as The Dan has in his dedication to the belief that the facts don't matter, it's the perception and the belief, the intense inner feeling that he is right that matters. Many years ago G had promise but his superego, (not the Freudian) led him astray and now he is a pathetic wizened old fool trying to fabricate an image that doesn’t' exist.
All of the above is just a fluff of down compared to the total picture and the reason I am bringing it up is Norman's Spectator of the Western Standard who has been on G's case about his tag line in The Star, “Gwynne Dyer is a London-based independent journalist whose articles are published in 45 countries.”
He talks about burnished qualities because the line is an outright lie and as I observed over forty years ago, as a teenager, no less, Gwynne Dyer is only interested in making Gwynne Dyer look good. Everything else is negotiable.
Bottom line; when a supposed intellectual inflates his appeal to the masses it severely questions the relevance of his message. I should have bought him in 62; he's not worth much now.

Read the reference here.

Masters of Disaster

It never seems to end, it goes on and on ad nausium. The incessant attacking, the unending assault. I am talking this time about a Slate piece by Dana Stevens aka Liz penn who just put out a piece. on TV's coverage of the disaster in which she praises CNN and of course bashes FOX. The problem is that the reasoning is bogus. She says: "...CNN provides disaster coverage that's consistently informative, seldom tasteless, and almost never altogether stupid."
The give away here are the words seldom and almost. Fox is always and never. Dana or Liz or whover she is cannot possibly have watched much of the FOX coverage, if she had she would have seen practically non stop coverage. She must not have known that Bill O was on vacation and his fill in, John Gibson, who has performed a supurb job, has been talking to on the ground reporters and has done so since day one. FOX has been on this with many reporters around the clock since the start.
Dana/Liz needs a new brain, I'll get her a ticket to OZ. I have looked at CNN and they are reporting a hell of a lot of drivel, you know the gliterati and social crap, tons of Paris Hilton and other vacuous entities stuff. The whole article need never have been written. What a waste.

Media Casualties Mount As War Success Continues

Rand Simberg of Transterrestrial Musings writes a brilliant piece on the Old Media as they are decimated on the Plains of Truth. It makes a great strawman for a documentary. Heres how it starts:

The ranks of print, web and broadcast pundits and journalists continue to be decimated by enemy action as the war progresses. The total number of casualties are becoming almost uncountable, and are overwhelming the limited field emergency facilities. This reporter got a first-hand view of the devastation and tragedy in a visit to a typical field hospital.

That sets the scene and here are a few gems:

The first thing that strikes you when you enter the infirmary is the smell. The stench assaults the nose--it's a pungent blend of moldering printer's ink and decaying sanctimony.

...the Taliban and Al Qaeda started to collapse without warning. We came under fire ourselves. Huge shellbursts of cruel reality and vicious satire were exploding all around us, and dangerous facts were whizzing just past our ears, sometimes right in one and out the other..."

He had been leading a frontal assault on common sense, when he was cut down in a withering fire of logic and irony by a brigade of blogger sharpshooters and fact checkers.

An orderly brushes past him, wearing nose plugs. He is carrying, at arms' length, a slop-bucket full of stale cliches, failed paradigms and illogical conclusions, in search of some place to dump them where they won't contaminate the local educational system.

The piece had me in stitches and while Dan Blather won't be impressed those who know the meaning and use of the word "logic" will thoroughly enjoy it. go here.

I nods to Hugh Hewitt

University of Pseudoscience

One of the Florida State University professors protesting against a proposed chiropractic school at the college created this spoof campus map. Apparently, seven professors have threatened to quit if the chiropractic school happens. Chiromap-1

This story in The St. Petersburg Times is important. Many universities will be watching the outcome very closely. There is no major medical institution in the US that embraces Chiropractic and with good reason. It's quackery, invented by peddler and part time faith healer D.D. Palmer in 1895 who wasn't making enough money. The whole basis of Chiropractic is bogus and anyone who honestly investigates the subject can only conclude likewise. I emphasize "Honestly." Canada luckily shot down a similar attempt at York University in Toronto a few years ago.

I nods to Boing Boing

You Might Be A Liberal IF...

Roanoke Times columnist Ed Lynch has a list that’s a take off of Jeff Foxworthy's "You might be a redneck if..."
except it’s about liberals; for instance:
You might be a liberal if:
You think that Rush Limbaugh’s listeners are mindless “dittoheads,” but you have never doubted anything that you heard from Michael Moore.
You are dedicated to helping the poor, the downtrodden and the less fortunate, but you have never given blood.
You have no problem with
Hollywood movie stars flying around in private jets to give speeches on the evils of SUVs.
You uphold a woman’s right to choose, unless a woman chooses adoption, chooses to be a stay-at-home mom, chooses to homeschool, or chooses to start a business.

It's a great list, check it out here.

I nods to Sworn Enemy

No Bias Eh!

Patterico's in depth review of the unconscionable 2004 performance of the Los Angles Times is a fine piece of work. It is scathing in its analysis and point by point fisking. The opening line says it all.

"Documenting a whole year's worth of this paper's distortions, omissions, and misrepresentations is a Herculean undertaking -- much like when Hercules cleaned a year's worth of manure out of a barn in a single day. The parallels are striking indeed."
It is so voluminous that is posted in two parts. Read it all here.

I nods to Instapundit.

Thursday, December 30, 2004

Life Savers Come in Strange Shapes

A great story from Blackfive on how a soldier in Iraq had his life spared thanks to a tampon, no, really, a strange story. The soldier wound up with a care package for a female soldier and the other guys teased him about it but when one of his mates was wounded and couldn’t' stop the bleeding, it was a puncture type wound, a quick thinking lad thought about the tampons the fellow had received and shoved one in the wound and saved the guys life. Read it all here. Guess what all the guys are carrying in their kits now?

Drunk Driver

From the State where drink driving is considered a sport, comes a true story from the Sunshine Coast, Queensland.

Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local neighbourhood tavern. Late in the evening the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the car park for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys on five vehicles, the man managed to find his car which he fell into. He was there for a few minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar and drove off. Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a fine dry night), flicked the indicators on, then off, tooted the horn and then switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained stationary for a few more minutes as some more vehicles left. At last he pulled out of car park and started to drive slowly down the road. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up the patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and carried out a breathalyser test. To his amazement the breathalyser indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the Police station this breath-analyser equipment must be broken.

I doubt it, said the man, tonight I'm the designated decoy.

A Clinton Funded Study?

My North Florida Agent, ”Deep Skipper" (not his real name) is on the ball and advised me of this very important study that will have global implications.

(AP) -- Women who perform the act of fellatio and swallow semen on a regular basis, one to two times a week, may reduce their risk of breast cancer by up to 40 percent, a North Carolina State University study found.

There are many side effects that are not mentioned, for instance, the porn industry. Just think, porn producer’s profits will soar as doctors will give referrals to, how shall we say it, the most prolific segment of society. I can see further studies and even the WHO getting involved. Things will happen fast. This discovery by its very nature will cause millions of men to have their "potency" assessed and I can see internet ads now as a whole new offshoot of the masculine mystique blossoms.
"Prevent breast cancer! call Tom, the most potent man in Big Lick (an actual place in
Kentucky) Doctor certified therapist and gentle practitioner, call today for your schedule or e-mail at....."
I must admit that
North Carolina State University had a lot of balls to organize and perform this study. Many other medical experts and high profile institutions have weighed in approvingly. read all about it hereand as far as I can tell I am the first blogger to get this up, on line. Ya know; Bill Clinton had to have funded this.

Sad Attitudes

Blogging has been light for the past few days because of Christmas and slave's and Mom's birthdays, 39+ and 87 respectively, Mom's not shy about her age these days, I suppose once you get past 80 you start bragging.
I have thought I would not say much about the SA disaster as many more capable bloggers are on top of it and performing a hell of a job. Very disappointing what the Vatican had to say about Israel, sometimes I wonder about those Vatican bureaucrats. The only news source to say this. The Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler comes down like a ton of bricks on it and Sri Lanka as well. In times like these it's perturbing that such attitudes exist.

Tuesday, December 28, 2004


You have to wonder what makes some people tick! With the continuing increase in the magnitude of the disaster in South Asia being revealed only complete bastards would try to use it for political gain.
In an interview with the Independent newspaper in Britain, Stephen Tindale, executive director of Greenpeace UK, said: "No one can ignore the relentless increase in extreme weather events and so-called natural disasters, which in reality are no more natural than a plastic Christmas tree." Speaking to the same newspaper, Friends of the Earth Director Tony Juniper pressed the argument home: "Here again are yet more events in the real world that are consistent with climate change predictions."

What balderash. Newfoundlanders know all about Greenpeace. The WSJ gives those two a good Fisking. Read the whole thing here.

Where's The News

The Times had a piece a few days ago about the UN and the sex scandal in the Congo. The article, see here, is quite disturbing and is the latest in a long series of UN disasters that are inexorably leading to the implosion of the UN. Credibility is at an all time low and the rot is from the top to the bilge. One little line in the piece mentions a Canadian "official" who had to leave the country after getting a local woman pregnant. I looked all over and have seen nothing mentioned in the Canadian MSM. Wonder why? The story has been out there since the 23rd.

I nods to Transte
rrestial Musings

Saturday, December 25, 2004

Whose Ox is Gored?

I like damian Brooks, I really do. Never met him but you get the feel for a guy (gals too) when you read their blog. Damian almost always seems to have his feces coagulated so when I read his less than thought out wack at our Danny Boy, well...... I just had to fire off a few verbs, to wit:

Ah! Chauvinism has reared it’s ugly head I see. Me thinks the babbler doth protest too much. And what I may ask would Cpl. Murphy think of your using his name for your cheap stunt? What business do you have mouthing off and taking it upon yourself th state what Cpl. Murphy would have said. I am a Newfoundlander and put in almost 25 yrs as a pilot in the RCAF (That’s what I joined) and have Buried 17 of my buddies so you don’t have to think what I would have said; read it!

Most Mainlanders haven’t a bloody clue about Newfoundland and furthermore Newf is a pejorative term for your information. As far as the” flag being dragged through the mud” Cut the bloviating. The flags were taken off the flagpoles and put away unlike the loony leftist mainlanders burning US flags, so get real.

Newfoundland was Shanghaied into Confederation and if you were to come to the province you would see as many Union Jacks flying as the Canadian flag and as many US flags too. Aproximately half of living Newfoundlanders were born under the Old Duster and the Newfoundland (not that ugly arrow flag pointing to Toronto) no, the pink white and Green and they weren’t born Canadians, myself included. We were born Newfoundlanders so you’ll pardon us if we don’t fly off the handle like you folks. If the flag is the people then the people had better wise up and treat Newfoundland as an equal.

Since Confederation This province has been decimated by Qttawa not just Paul Martin, he is only the latest manifestation of the debacle. Newfoundland knows how the Irish felt when England raped their land.

You folks up-a-long can just get down off your high horse before we take our province and go home. If you think Les Quebecois are a pain in the ass, You haven’t seen a half million pissed off Newfoundlanders and they are pissed, almost to a man.

There! I got that off my chest. I feel better now! Off to the folks for dinner, It will be great, Dad is a week and a half from 94 yrs old and still sharp as a tack, tough Newfoundlander, Mom is getting help from Doc. und frau with the dinner prep. and It's 16° C outside, that's 60° F for the folks in Lower Scrot, while there are blizzards in Texas. It's an omen¡

Per Ardua Ad Astra

Merry Christmas

Yesterday was a busy day and so no blogging. I had to get the green elephant out of the front-room, it was either that or put branches on it and decorate it. It's a long story that I'll relate on another occasion.

Newfoundland is pissed and rightly so. While Paul Martin was wooing Muammar Khaddafi, Danny Williams, Premier of Newfoundland was pulling down the Canadian flag from all provincial facilities. "Up side the head Bozo!" Get your ass back home before you don't have one to come home to. I know what your thinking, "Get real, this is Canada.” Ya, well remember, in years gone by there were many instances of a leader leaving his country only to find that he was persona non grata upon his return, if he had the nerve to. Wouldn't that be a hoot, a coup in Canada? Imagine this Globe and Mail headline. ”The Salvation Army seizes power and federal forces are holed up in the Diefenbunker and suing for peace.” What a pathetic and global embarrassment. Know what? Newfoundland could declare independence and Ottawa couldn't do a damn thing about it. All federal facilities could be taken over in a matter of hours and then what would Ottawa do? Call the UN for help? During the Trudeauopean years A few thugs in Quebec calling themselves the FLQ kidnapped British Trade Commissioner James Cross and Quebec Justice Minister Pierre Laporte in what came to be known as the October Crisis of 1970. Trudeau who had nothing but contempt for the military invoked the War Measurers Act, not done since the First World War. The outcome was that Laporte was murdered and Cross released unharmed for a free military provided plane ride to Cuba. If a few thugs could have that much power then just think of the power of a half a million justifiably angry Newfoundlanders now.

Newfoundland could make a deal with any number of countries to the tune of," Give us some back-up for fishing concessions." Beats Ottawa giving it all away anyway. Newfoumdland was suckered into Confederation, Newfoundland wasn't conquered, wasn't won by Canada on the battlefield, there is enough evidence to suggest that if taken to the world court( that Ottawa is so enamored of) they would lose and we could go back to being our own country. Look at places like Bermuda or the Bahamas who are doing damned well and look at us with all the resources and untold more not yet discovered. Smallwood sold Newfoundland down he river for his own self aggrandizement and gave our resources to Ottawa to use as bargaining chips to benefit the Canadian Cognoscenti. “How do I really feel?” you ask? Well it’s Christmas and so I’m full of the milk of human kindness and wish all people out there a very Merry Christmas.

To people in all corners of the world who speak divers languages the following should cover it.

Albanês: Gezuar Krishtlindje

Alemão: Froehliche Weihnachten


Armênio: Shenoraavor Nor Dari yev Pari Gaghand

Basco: Zorionstsu Eguberri. Zoriontsu Urte Berri On

Bengali: Bodo Din Shubh Lamona

Boêmio: Vesele Vanoce

Bretão: Nedeleg laouen na bloavezh mat

Búlgaro: Tchestita Koleda; Tchestito Rojdestvo Hristovo

Celta: Nadolig Llawen a Blwyddyn Newydd Dda

Cingalês: Subha nath thalak Vewa. Subha Aluth Awrudhak Vewa

Chinês: (Mandarin) Kung His Hsin Nien bing Chu Shen Tan

(Cantonês) Gun Tso Sun Tan'Gung Haw Sun

(Hong Kong) Kung Ho Hsin Hsi. Ching Chi Shen Tan

Coreano: Sung Tan Chuk Ha

Cornish: Nadelik looan na looan blethen noweth

Cree: Mitho Makosi Kesikansi

Croata: Sretan Bozic

Checo: Prejeme Vam Vesele Vanoce a stastny Novy Rok

Dinamarquês: Gladelig Jul

English: Merry Christmas

Escocês: Nollaig Chridheil agus Bliadhna Mhath Ur

Esperanto: Gajan Kristnaskon

Eslovaco: Sretan Bozic or Vesele vianoce

Esloveno: Vesele Bozicne. Screcno Novo Leto

Espanhol: Feliz Navidad!

Estoniano: Roomsaid Joulu Puhi

Farsi: Cristmas-e-shoma mobarak bashad

Finlandês: Hyvaa joulua

Francês: Joyeux Noel

Frísio: Noflike Krystdagen en in protte Lok en Seine yn it Nije Jier ! Galês: Nadolig Llawe

Grego: Kala Christouyenna!

Havaiano: Mele Kalikimaka

Hebraico: Mo'adim Lesimkha. Chena tova

Hindi: Bada Din Mubarak Ho

Holandês: Vrolijk Kerstfeest en een Gelukkig Nieuwjaar!

Húngaro: Kellemes Karacsonyi unnepeket

Islandês: Gledileg Jol

Indonésio: Selamat Hari Natal

Iraquiano: Saidan Wa Sanah Jadidah

Irlandês: Nollaig Shona Dhuit

Italiano: Buone Feste Natalizie

Japonês: Shinnen omedeto. Kurisumasu Omedeto

Kala: Khristougena kai Eftikhes to Neon Etos

Leto: Priecigus Ziemas Svetkus un Laimigu Jauno Gadu

Lituano: Linksmu Kaledu

Manês: Nollick ghennal as blein vie noa

Maori: Meri Kirihimete

Norueguês: God Jul Og Godt Nytt Aar

Polonês: Wesolych Swiat Bozego Narodzenia

Português: Feliz Natal

Rapa-Nui: Mata-Ki-Te-Rangi. Te-Pito-O-Te-Henua

Romeno: Craciun Fericit

Russo: Pozdrevlyayu s prazdnikom Rozhdestva i s Novim Godom

Sérvio: Hristos se rodi

Samoano: La Maunia Le Kilisimasi Ma Le Tausaga Fou

Sueco: God Jul and (Och) Ett Gott Nytt Ar

Tagalo: Maligayamg Pasko. Masaganang Bagong Taon

Tâmil: Nathar Puthu Varuda Valthukkal

Tailandês: Sawadee Pee Mai

Turco: Noeliniz Ve Yeni Yiliniz Kutlu Olsun

Ucraniano: Srozhdestvom Kristovym

Urdu: Naya Saal Mubarak Ho

Viatnamita: Chung Mung Giang Sinh

Zulu: Nginifisela inhlanhla ne mpumelelo e nyakeni.

Thursday, December 23, 2004

This Will Take Off

Over the years I have been up-braided by instructors and on occasion have even had individuals break down and cry and others have come to me and mention, sotto voce, “Weren’t you a little hard on so and so?" All these incidents had one thing in common; sarcasm! I have always used sarcasm, admittedly not always the appropriate tool and not without a sometimes twinge of guilt. During my flying instructor days we noted sarcastically that you should never use sarcasm without adding the appropriate amount of ridicule and fear. The temptation was always there especially when the recruiters sent you someone who should never have been allowed to drive a nail let alone an aerospace vehicle. So, where are we going with this? Well! I was ecstatic today when I read Babbling Brooks and he had a link to a recommended site where Josh Greenman has invented the sarcasm point. It is just what I have always wanted but didn't know it till now and its Christmas; perfect! I guess it's the good clean living¡ There I used it and with glee too. Josh has jumped into the sarcasm chasm and we are now off and running. Read all about it here, it's a great piece.

I nods to Babbling Brooks.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Back Door Intelligence

My agent whom we will call Clausewitz, (not his real name) has informed me of the following, vis-a-vis my last, via covert and secure coms. The italics are mine and are for reader edification.

"As for the Danes fighting their way up to our Islands, there was a minor panic in ZX (Greenwood NS Air Force base) because they only had one serviceable bird (long range patrol aircraft) and that would mean canceling all the rest of the scheduled taskings for the rest of the week, so there was a bit of nail biting (this is pathetic) before they sent it up.
As for the free press article two factual errors: China didn't install the Air Defence System in Iraq, it was France; not that it makes much difference. Secondly, I can't see how the premier of Ontario would be able to cut a program to root out Chinese agents in Canada, that would be a federal matter and we all know that CSIS never seems to know much, nor do anything so I have my doubts about Bob evening knowing about the program or if it ever existed."


I have only been back in Canada just under a year and I have spent most of my time getting organized. Buying a house, replacing a blown water heater, rebuilding a bathroom and I mean rebuilding. New plumbing was needed, I figure at least two years of work are required to get the place to where I want it. The barn, that's what I call the detached garage, cause the attached garage is called ...... you guessed it, the garage, needed work, I built a loft to store stuff, put in a wood stove, dug a 80 ft. trench and ran wire and wired the barn. Built my own windows from scratch, very proud of that. Hey I am a retiree and stuff costs money, You would be amazed at what you can build if you are creative and learn how to hunt down the good stuff, ok, forget the ladder, not every investment strikes gold. How about 45 sq. ft of 5mm glass for $20.00. This will slay you, aprox 400 sq ft. of .25 to .75 in. plank for....... hang on....... $15.00. 600 sq ft of hardwood flooring (used of course) for $200.00. Don't want to bore you but there is so much "stuff" to be had out there that all it takes is patience, which is in scarce supply it seems these days of instant gratification.
There I went again, the first sentence was supposed to lead to my absolute flabbergastification over what can only be called the hijacking of a country. The following article has not been blasted all over the MSM (guess why?) and all the people in the country are not up in arms, what the hell is going on? Bettsy Snooks in Grovelling Cove East is taking up an hour on the talk show about how Danny Williams hasn't paved her driveway while the Danes stick their flag on northern Canadian soil and we haven’t got a single vessel capable of going down there and pulling the damn thing out and is seems nobody south of Ellesmere Island gives a rats ass.
I did it again. Here’s the story and it makes me want to throw up:

Canada's global connections

by Judi McLeod,

December 15, 2004

When it comes to global influence, Canada’s Montreal-based Power Corporation is an octopus with tentacles everywhere.

Both Prime Minister Paul Martin and his mentor Maurice Strong, senior advisor to UN Secretary General Kofi Annan, worked for Power Corp.

Martin’s immediate predecessor is former Prime Minister Jean Chretien, whose daughter, France is married to Andre Desmarais, son of Power Corp’s founding father, Paul Desmarais.

Desmarais Sr. is a major shareholder and director of TotalFinaElf, the biggest oil corporation in France, which has held tens of billions of dollars in contracts with the deposed regime of Saddam Hussein.

As Canada Free Press (CFP) revealed last week, Paul Volcker, who heads up the Independent Inquiry Commission into the oil-for-food scandal, held a seat on Power Corp’s international advisory board.

Those are some of the ties of Power Corp., oil-for-food and Fracophonie’s Land of the fleur de lis.

Power Corp. now maintains controlling interest in BertelsmannAG, Germany’s large publishing empire--bigger even than Rupert Murdoch’s News Corp.

In February 2001, Groupe Bruxelles Lambert, one of Belgium’s top 10 companies and 25 percent owned by Power Corp., acquired control of BertelsmannAG. Andre Desmarais, President and Chief Executive Officer of Power Corp., was named to the BAG board.

As it turns out, the publishing company controlled by Canada’s powerful Desmarais family has a less than honourary history. Indeed, during the days of the Third Reich, BertelsmannAG was the biggest publisher of Nazi texts, with production more prolific than the National Socialist Party’s own printing business. The Nazi chapter of BertelsmannAG began in 1933, but was only documented and disclosed by a historian Saul Friedlander in 1999.

Bertelsmann published the nefarious, The Christmas Book for Hitler Youth.

The publishing empire which employs some 80,000 workers in 51 countries, posted an overall cash flow of $18.3-billion in 2002.

Originally run by the Heinrich Mohn family, the company donated money to the SS and to various ecology Save-the-Earth factions of the Nazi movement.

Continuing to join the dots on Volcker and potential conflicts of interest is Volcker’s number two man on the IIC, Reid Morden. Morden has connections to Desmarais in his role of selling nuclear plants to China and others for companies dominated by Desmarais.

Although he is Canada’s former intelligence chief, Morden does not answer to the Canadian government.

As CFP letter writer Peter Herberg puts it, "Can you imagine the uproar if a former CIA chief did this and took part in a UN investigation that refused to cooperate with congress?"

From all reports, Prime Minister Paul Martin has no problems with Morden’s arm’s length relationship with the Canadian government. But then again Martin’s senior adviser is Annan pointman, Maurice Strong.

When you add it all up, contemporary Canadian influence abroad has all the intrigue of a fast-moving spy novel.

Andre Desmarais also sits on the China International Trust & Investment Corp (CITIC), described as the alleged investment arm of the PLA, the Chinese military.

Through its subsidiaries, the CITIC could be the largest manufacturer of weapons and arms in the world.

Maurice Strong, special ambassador to the UN, has publicly stated publicly his belief that China is the economic and ecological future of the world, a sentiment echoed only last week by Prime Minister Martin.

Iraq is awash in arms bought by Saddam through the oil-for-food scam and many of them originate from China, including the fiber optic air defense network installed by China.

China also sold arms to the Taliban and had a number of deals with them even post 9/11.

Li Ka-Shing, the owner of the Hong Kong-based Huthinson-Whampoa that now runs the Panama Canal Ports, is currently buying Husky Oil of Canada and plans on buying Canadian mining giant Noranda.

The Asian tycoon’s eldest son, Victor Li, a Canadian citizen, recently offered $48-million for a 28 percent stake in bankrupted Air Canada.

Li, incidentally owns Gordon Securities where Chretien used to work.

Operation Sidewinder, an American-Canadian operation set up to root out Chinese agents in Canada was shut down by former New Democratic Party Ontario Premier Bob Rae. Rae’s brother John was the campaign manager for Chretien and is a senior executive at Power Corp.

Paul Martin plans a China delegation early in 2005.

Chretien’s first trip after leaving office was to lead a delegation to China on trade deals. His next trip was to Iran on behalf of an oil company.
Last week Chretien was in Almaty, Kazakhstan, where he made a speech criticizing the Russian government’s handling of Yukos Oil.

"It is no secret--my country, Canada has turned its proximity, next door to a giant, the United States, into a key economic growth. You are positioned between two giants--Russia and China," he told the Kazakhstan audience.

"I know through history that has not always been the most comfortable location. But these are giants that will continue to play a huge and important role on the world stage.

"In the case of China, we are looking at a nation whose economic and social growth will be THE big story of this century.

"Even in Canada, where we share a long, peaceful border with the United States, we have always had to consciously work to maintain our sovereignty and independence.

"As one of my great predecessors, Pierre Trudeau, once put it, we are a little bit like the mouse sleeping next to an elephant.

No mater (sic) how peaceful or good natured is the elephant, we feel ever single twitch and movement…And God help us if he should ever roll over in his sleep!"

Meanwhile, it’s not rolling over in his sleep that Canada should worry about, it’s perhaps if ever the sleeping giant should awaken.

Canada Free Press founding editor Judi McLeod is an award-winning journalist with 30 years experience in the media. A former Toronto Sun and Kingston Whig Standard columnist, she has also appeared on, the Drudge Report,, and World Net Daily. Judi can be reached at:

I nods to Kate at SDA

My Cup Runneth Over

The Swift Boat Vets would believe me but The Rage'n Cajin and Baldy Bagala wouldn't but here's the skinny.
Tonight was Fish and chips night and when I went to the cellar for a "nice white" all I had was "red" so I picked a Chablis and post satiation retired to the pontificathroneum to post my piece. Somewhere during the process The esteemed Mr. Ahmed Chalabi's name was transposed to Chabali. I can only apologize and re-afirm the power of wine.

Per Ardua Ad Astra

The Future Iraq Deserves

I find I am constantly irritated by loud mouthed, arrogant and mentally deficient individuals who scream for instant pullout of the troops from Iraq. Where these people were educated is suspect as well as their IQ. It appears few, study, (I'll even downgrade that to read,) history anymore except believing an Oliver Stone movie as "History." Anyone with a modicum of analytical capability has to realize that it's us or they and peaceniks and platitudes will only get you killed in the long run. I believe in peace through superior firepower. Do it to them before they do it to you. Look at Israel and the 67 war. Wako leftists insisted Israel should have waited until Egypt attacked before responding. That sort of vacuous thinking indicates that we should all leave our doors open and only install locks after we have been robbed. Idiotarians disgust me. But have a nice day!
That's the lead in to Chabali's piece in the WSJ online today which I decided to post in its entirety because it is pithy and accurate. Only a Yahoo (no! not the internet version*) would disagree with the points made and the obvious conclusions, to wit we must stay the course.

The Future Iraq Deserves
A democratic, pluralistic Iraq is the only acceptable outcome.

December 22, 2004

BAGHDAD--The Iraq Liberation Act, voted in Congress in November 1998 and hence set as part of U.S. law, clearly stated that the pursuit of democracy was a primary motive for regime change in Iraq. The war of liberation in the spring of 2003 was understood by the majority of Iraqis, yearning to be rid of the yoke of Saddam's tyranny, as liberation. Doubt and distrust set in when liberation became occupation.

Nevertheless, an important trajectory has been set in motion with the removal of the Baathist dictatorship. Political freedom is moving forward despite the obstacles, delays and great losses, primarily to the Iraqi people but also to U.S. and coalition forces. (Witness the attack on the U.S. Army mess tent in Mosul yesterday.) This momentum cannot be reversed.

The Iraqi political landscape is now dominated by three concerns that must be addressed: first, elections in January and their outcome; second, a status-of-forces agreement with the Coalition forces; and third, the writing of a permanent constitution

Despite the lack of security in Iraq today, a democratic, pluralistic Iraq is the only acceptable outcome. Iraq's unity can be best secured through the involvement of all groups in the political process. The concerns being voiced by many in the international community, of the fear of Sunni marginalization and Shiite domination, were the same concerns that allowed Saddam to last as long as he did. Those arguments are reappearing today, to close the door of hope and opportunity for the Iraqi people. But Saddamism without Saddam is simply not an option.

Iraq's people are already realizing their objective of free elections by mobilizing themselves electorally for the first time in 45 years. There are 80 blocs of lists or individuals that have already registered to take part. The number of registered voters is increasing by the day. This is a clear expression by the Iraqi people of their wish to participate in a legitimate political process, and to ensure that their voices will not be silenced as they were under Saddam.

The United Iraqi Alliance list, consisting of most of the Shiite groups, is an important achievement for this new Iraq. It is a long way from the Shiite rejectionist position back in the early days of the Iraqi state, a position that Shiites have paid for ever since. Today, they are learning that their participation can only be ensured through a legitimate political process. This list is about active participation in a democratic process, not a subversion of elections for the sake of a theocratic Islamic state. It is wrong to assume that this process will be subverted by a pro-Iranian Islamic government. Iraq's Shiites are well aware that it was the U.S. and its allies that rid them of Saddam. This will remain the basis for a pragmatic relationship that dictates their interaction with Washington. They risk losing, rather than gaining, by doing otherwise.

Iraqi Shiites are proud Arabs. They have deep roots in, and are committed to, Iraq. They are also members of a diverse community with differing political, social and cultural orientations. Their Shiism has been the first call for persecution. That is the very identity that has cost them so much. To rally along that identity as a first expression of their political voice is but natural. It is the first building block for a reasonably balanced state, as well as the first impediment to be overcome toward a non-sectarian future.

The first task of the newly elected provisional parliament must be to reach agreement with the U.S. to determine the status of their forces in Iraq and agree a timetable for a phased withdrawal. This is a very important task in addressing the security situation. By having a clearly defined legal status in Iraq, U.S. and Coalition forces remove any legitimacy of terrorist attacks against them. Nonetheless, there is no desire among the majority of Iraqis, including those on the United Iraqi Alliance list, to call for a sudden and irresponsible withdrawal of American forces from Iraq.

Iraq is not the new frontier in a holy war. The terrorists, hiding under an Islamic banner, are the real perpetrators of sectarianism in Iraq. They are seriously undermining everyone, particularly the Sunni community that they claim to represent. The ideological drive is distinctly Baathist. Saddam's regime excelled at sectarianism and ethnic discrimination, and that is what the insurgents desire today--to push Iraq into a sectarian civil war. They are the ones attacking mosques and churches and hospitals. They do not stand up for the rights of Sunni Iraqis, but merely for their own interests, of absolute totalitarian rule. Using a manipulative language of skewed religious metaphors and nationalist symbols, they lobby Iraq's Sunnis to join them in their violence. Co-existence and consensus-building are abhorrent to Baathists. Their logic is very simple, if they are not in power, then Iraq should not exist. Those still fighting for a return to Saddam's Iraq are in! capable of practicing healthy competitive politics, of participating in a legitimate process of nation-building.

The Sunnis of Iraq were also among Saddam's victims and have as much at stake as other Iraqis. They are part and parcel of Iraq's democratic future. The Sunni community will not be cannon fodder for the restoration of the odious Saddamist state, nor for the continuation of the lucrative corrupt practices benefiting some in neighboring countries and around the world. They stand to gain as much in an egalitarian representational system that respects the welfare and dignity of all its citizens.

Finally, a permanent Iraqi constitution ratified by the people is the pillar that will uphold democracy. The path towards full representational democracy has just started, with the first indispensable step of elections next month. The culmination of this process lies in the writing of a permanent constitution and the holding of elections for a permanent government next December. The permanent Iraqi constitution is the basis of a social contract for the Iraqi people. Through a political consensus of all Iraq's communities, the primacy of individual rights and citizenship must be protected above any other consideration, whether communitarian or geographic.

That is the future that Iraq deserves, and the future that Iraq can have.

Mr. Chalabi, president of the Iraqi National Congress, is a member of the current national assembly and a former member of the Iraqi Governing Council.

* Swift, in Gulliver’s Travels, noted that the Yahoos where the most un-teachable of animals.

The Night Before Christmas

A good friend sent me the following and having close ties with the US and having worked with the US Air Force and being retired Military myself I am only too happy to pass it on. Uncle Sam is doing all the heavy lifting, sure, Canada is doing a little in Afghanistan but by and large we've dropped the ball, big time and you know about the chickens.























This poem was written by a Marine. The following is his request. I
think it is reasonable.....

PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is
due to our service men and women for our being able to celebrate
these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of
what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and
dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part
to plant this small seed.

I nods to Geordie

The Agony of Doing the Right Thing

Yesterday was not a good day for the boys in Iraq and Paul Martin's less than honest response to an interviewer about sending Canadians to Iraq makes what happened yesterday more poignant to me. You have all seen the news of the effects of the rocket hitting the chow hall but take a look at another perspective, a chaplain blogs from the site. Only a cold, hard, unfeeling and uncaring lout could not be moved. Check it out here.

I nods to Instapundit

Tuesday, December 21, 2004


The seventeenth annual awards for the years worst reporting have been announced and I like the "Bring back Saddam" award, The piece was so touching that I reached for a facial tissue (not a Kleenex) as that would be showing favouritism, and we just can't have that. "The Babs Streisand political IQ" award is priceless; Linda Ronstadt says,

“People don’t realize that by voting Republican, they voted against themselves....I worry that some people are entertained by the idea of this war. They don’t know anything about the Iraqis, but they’re angry and frustrated in their own lives. It’s like Germany, before Hitler took over. The economy was bad and people felt kicked around. They looked for a scapegoat. Now we’ve got a new bunch of Hitlers.”

Unbelievable! read the whole thing here.

I nods to Betsy


What was said

Lister: Kryten, there was a cartoon character once called Popeye, said a really profound thing.
Kryten: Well, what did he say?
Lister: He said, "I am what I am."
Kryten: Are you sure? I always thought it was Descartes!
Lister: So did I, man! It's so easy to get those two dudes mixed up!

I nods to the Raging Kraut

The Scream

No, not that one by Munch. The one from downstairs, last night, slave screamed and scared the cats and I. When I recovered, she screamed again, "FOX IS ON STAR CHOICE!" Well ! I ran right down, and sure enough there was Sheppard Smith looking as healthy as ever, not so Alan Colmes a little later, I think he looks awfull. Bill O was great, as usual. It's been exactly one year since I have seen FOX and what a refreshing sight! A whole year of PMSNBC, CNN and the deeply out to lunch CBC has left me with the shakes which I noticed this morning are beginning to go into remission.

View From The Bay

The usual panorama that greets my morning eyes has been reduced to a blurred view of the marina and its many boats up on the hard for winter looking like so many beached whales. Boats out of the water have always made me feel uneasy; it's like watching a fish out of his aqueous domicile slowly dying. The wind is roaring and gusting up to 100 KPH, that's 62.12 MPH for those in Lower Scrot, and the rain is almost horizontal. No lights going up outside today. Inside lights today.

The emasculation of the world has been kicked up a notch. Get a load of the sitzpinklers.
It started in Sweden. A sitzpinkler is a man who sits in a restroom when he doesn't have to.
I nods to Andrew Sullivan.

Monday, December 20, 2004

The Joy of Hanging Lights

But first:
The Diplomad is located at:
I forgot to add that last evn.

Now! I looked at the thermometer in the kitchen as I always do upon arriving there first thing this morning, after tripping over the cats and nearly breaking my neck. Why do cats have to get underfoot and not quit till they are fed? It’s like drag being exponential to airspeed. Anyway; I saw an unbelievable 15.5° C that's 60° F for the folks in Lower Scrot. Well! It was ordained! This was the exact moment on the space/time continuum line that dictated the lights be mounted on the eves trough. Out comes the ladder after a fight with damn thing, up against the roof, pull on the rope to raise the extension.... nothing! WDF sez I to myself? Inspection revealed the extension had jammed on the new feet I had installed last month." Why did it need new feet ?" I hear you asking. Well; I found this really cheap ladder in the "Buy and Sell" and being such a frugal sort I thought I could get away without feet, it is an aluminum ladder and those plastic end caps too. Have you ever been on a ladder as it slowly slides away from the house and there is nothing you can do as it picks up momentum? I thought so! And do you know the feeling you get as you pick yourself up and do a self examination for broken bones, lacerations contusions and yes even that scary subdural hematoma; naw, first thing you do is to look around to see if anyone saw you make a Monty Python re-run of yourself. Aside from the bruised ego there was no damage. It was then that I noticed the two parallel silver lines exactly 14 inches apart all the way from just under the eaves to the lowest row of siding. "Marvelous!" I said to myself. "Just F'n marvelous!" So now I have a very old aluminium ladder with young feet, new bright red extension tips, new pulley and very strong polyester braided line. Ah, there's a fine line between the fortunes of frugality and the slippery slope of excessive expenditures, not to mention getting the aluminization off the darn siding. Whew!!! Now I had to trudge to the workshop for a hammer (the universal tool) That reminds me of the adage that if the only tool you have is a hammer everything looks like a nail ! I digress.... you will get a lot of that. It's just that the little grey cells have so very much packed in there that it sometimes is hard to get from one sentence to the next without falling into a paragraph or two, sometimes a whole page. Anyway! One well placed whack worked like a charm and up went the old/new, well $60.00 man hours refurbished ,at least, more expensive than new, ladder.
When I arrived at the top of the ladder and examined the eaves trough and found it in great shape and no debris either, I was feeling like Bob Vila as he put on his safety glasses and charged ahead with his new project. I reached into my starboard pocket to retrieve a clip, (a money sucking device ...a .5 cent piece of plastic that I paid 20 cents for) and as I fumbled, I did so because I was wearing my old foul weather jacket that I wore some years ago while pounding through the "Perfect Storm" north of Bermuda, the upper two inches of the pocket folds over with the flap and so I reached across with my left hand to assist my right (both my hands are very supportive of each other) and it was at that moment that Maria decided to hurl down the valley and slither across Taylor’s lane and lay a good 40 knot gust to my port side. Well..... There I was with two hands in one pocket, sort of, and leaning downhill to stbd anyway, that's the slope and the piece of aspenite that I placed under the stbd leg gave way...............Have you ever been on a ladder........? I thought so ...... damn aluminum on aluminum is slick and it takes forever to get your hands out of your pocket. Luckily I have fighter pilot reflexes and I prepared myself for the unscheduled landing which was a perfect tuck and roll and as I quickly got to my feet and leaned back to retrieve the shroud lines... pockata......pockata......pockata..... Oh where was I? Yes I looked around! Same as last time. Ego is a terrible thing. Then the rain started and I took my tired, bruised, humiliated, grass and dirt stained body inside to lick my wounds.


Sunday, December 19, 2004

Taking care of business

Ah, the bugbears of start-up enterprises! This is the second time I am writing this. The first time was ready to post when I committed a totally asinine blunder and lost the whole blog. Due to the vagaries of human nature this episode will perforce, be shorter.

I am in the market for a pellet stove, an insert variant, parce que, I have a fireplace. Necessity is the mother of invention and due diligence and after looking at my latest electric bill (we have electric heat) I thought I was paying off the national debt all by myself. So, I girded my loins and placed myself in front of Mr. IBM's clone and Googled and Yahooed my way through the intergalactic miasma known as cyber space to find the one true stove destined for the Captain's Dungeon.
With great anticipation I e-mailed manufacturers and dealers and distributors hoping all would be revealed. What a dumb thought that was. It has been over two weeks and with only one exception, (a dealer in
Kamloops BC) I have received nothing but frustration. I have heard from only two manufacturers but only after e-mailing twice and then phoning.
These little pellet firepots can cost over $3,000.00 and the industry doesn't seem to give a rat's ass about a potential buyer!
Now for the coup de gras! One company located in the Provincial capital of a mid
Canada Province sent me the following e-mail (parts deleted to save the guilty embarrassment)

Good Morning;

We sell our stoves through a network of dealers and distributors. We are the manufacturer. To get pricing you would have to contact a dealer or distributor in your area.

I am sorry but I am unsure where NL is. Please be more specific.

A few thoughts spring to mind:
1. Good Morning who? Duffus?
2. Geography is not her strong suite even though she is the "Director of Accounting" and presumably has post secondary education.
3. She could have asked an associate and saved herself the embarrassment.
4. She could have looked at my E-mail addy and figured out in what neck of the woods I hailed from
5. She could have hit Google, entered NL, hit search.

Makes me wonder about the quality of education in this country and others, notably the
US. that's my segue into ......

Dumb and Getting Dumber

Walter Williams is an economics prof at George Mason U. and a sometimes stand-in for Rush has a two column piece that comments on such things as a grade school teacher who thought Alaska was an island because it looks like it on most maps. A university student who passed in an assignment with crayon pictures of a beach when asked for an essay on her summer vacation. She was pissed with the F and said, "I don't know what an essay is." Another student couldn't subtract 600 from 30,000 without a calculator.
A large part of the problem is the left wing wako concept of symbolism over substance, Walter notes leftist courses such as:
"Canine Cultural Studies" (University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill), "I Like Ike, But I Love Lucy" (Harvard), "History of Electronic Dance Music" (UCLA), "Rock and Roll" (University of Massachusetts) and "Hip-Hop: Beats, Rhyme and Culture" (George Mason University). There are many more. Check out Dr. Williams here: and here

From Walter we move to Dr. Maureen Stout just so those who are saying, "Yah, that's only in the
US." Well, Stout, a fine looking woman, whom the feminazis love to hate is a Canadian who has a hell of a background and has spent time in England as well as the US.
Her , "
trouncing the well-known shibboleths of modern educators" is music to my ears. to wit:

1. High expectations for students are damaging to self-esteem;

2. Evaluation (grading, testing, report cards) is punitive, stressful and damaging to self-esteem;

3. Teaching and learning must always be "relevant" and student-centered;

4. Effort is more important than achievement;

5. Competition leads to low self-esteem and should be replaced by cooperation;

6. Social promotion should continue to preserve students' self-esteem;

7. Discipline is bad for self-esteem and should be dispensed with;

8. Teachers should be therapists;

9. It is the teacher's, not the student's responsibility to ensure learning;

10. Feeling is more important than thinking.
The good doctor is bang on and I couldn't agree more especially #10 which cost me a marriage.

One last item.
The Diplomad is a
US diplomat located in Outer Lostdirtistan and he is a hoot.
Check out his "Ratman" the salient points carry more than a modicum of truth.

Per Ardua Ad Astra

Saturday, December 18, 2004

My kick at the cat

So here I go!
Why not,
slave has been after me to do my own thing after hearing me pass comment on all the other blogs out there.

Why Tatterhead? Well being an old fan of Pratt; I have a worn out volume of his poetry always at hand , and My ties to the sea are strong. With an enate and agnate history of seafaring folk and my own salt covered wounds, I find the poem conveys the concept of the difference between those of us who have "Been there" and those who have no idea in the world of what is really going on or has gone on.

My little blog in a way, is also bound to force me to do what I should have done a long time ago, that is, keep a journal.
And another thing!
Don't tell anyone; but I have to catch up to my dad who is three books ahead of me.

The Capt.

In The Beginning


The old man's vacant stare was out to sea,
His back against the bollards on the quay,
His face was of that wind-taught grain
As if his skin had never brooked
A calm; as if his eyes had looked
On nothing but the whip of salt and rain.
Day after day
He spent that way,
Making no sound
But the scratch of a jack knife on the bung
Of a Demerara sugar-keg
And an intermittant thump
Against a loosened timber as his leg,
Made of cork and hickory, swung
Upon the swivel of his rump.

"They call that fellow - Tatterhead,
A harmless, whitless fellow,"said
Leopold to Theodore,
As arm in arm they strolled along the shore.
"A beastly, uneventful life indeed,"
Quoth Leopold, whose tender mouth
Was sucking at a chocolate meraschino.
"They say he cannot read or write,"
This from the lips of Theodore,
Whose head was sleekly combed below
A tilted Borsalino.
"Come let us go; these dreary rains!"
So home they went - and with their deadly canes,
They murdered dandelions by the score.

But eighteen years before, one wild March night,
When those young bloods,
In the roseglow of candelabra light,
And smooth with olive oil and Castile suds,
Were drooling on their bibs,
This weazened tar, through bonds of ice and hemp,
Incorporate with a wheel,
Had watched two shuddering jibs
Dip to a plunging keel,
In a northern strait - somewhere
Within the track of Frobisher.

E.J. Pratt 1882 - 1964

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