CROSSROADS- WHAT NOW? – WHERE TO? – And What To Do With The Commutards.
Mutterings And Murmurs . Poly Tics . Social Studies
This will be a short one.
No, I’m not going to talk about the 1986 American fantasy musical drama film based on true events surrounding a white privileged boy’s love of Southern black blues guitar music, his fascination with Robert Johnson, and how he sold his soul to the devil to play like him.
And I’m certainly not going to talk about the 2002 ‘Crossroads’ American teen road comedy-drama film starring the white privileged Britney Spears…before she went crazy after years of exploitation by abusive drug enabling, misogynistic Democrat, Liberal agents and producers.
The crossroads that needs to be faced is the one that the disintegrating mythical nation known as Canada has been facing for over ten years now under a Liberal, U.N., NDP, W.E.F. coalition government, longer if you consider the lie and fraud of confederation. Have we been slaves to ‘The Crown’ all along?
Wherehave these creatures come from? What union made them? It could be plausibly suggested that when an evil globalist rapes a Cultural Marxist Liberal or NDP NPC zealot, the depraved encounter produces a love/hate child. This child grows up to be a mewling, screeching, self and world hating social welfare addict – a Commutard. Of course a chosen path that allows the Commutard to die out due to the Darwinian laws of self destruction would take longer but sane folk can’t discard what is good about being human…or we would be just like them.
“The reason Canadian society is closer to breaking apart than it ever has been is because an overwhelming amount of people are unwilling to let go of their ideological predisposition to Socialism despite the very evident and visible destruction that it’s caused everywhere you look. This is always the problem with being a devout follower of any ideology; it always presents itself as the gold standard of morality and this causes it to become deeply ingrained in a person’s identity. This is the pathology of ideological possession.” – #staycentralmyfriends?
This quote oversimplifies the situation of the myth that is Canada. Canada has been stricken with Stockholm Syndrome for too long for ‘Team Canada’ to realise that they have been seduced into believing that the tax slave colony they have been living in is a nation of independent, freedom loving, tolerant citizens of a multicultural, Democratic society with ‘free’ healthcare. Even after having their brief awakening during the lockdown protests, beaten down with guns, clubs, gas and lawfare by an oh so progressively Democratically Liberal government do they allow the respite of distraction and an easing of hostilities put them back to sleep again, to believe that voting for the same sodomite, globalist banker elitists that beat them down. They rally round the flags of convenience and virtue.
We are on the edge, the precipice, the final stage of a slumber inducing video game – where we either boldy advance to the next level, which means fighting for our survival, or hitting ‘The Great Reset’ button, lying down in the lime filled pit and taking the coup de grace out of our miserable fantasy existence.
The polychrisis and chaos that the W.E.F. has planned and orchestrated will escalate.
Where do we go from here?
Oh Canada.
Mercy E. Powell McCulloch’s version (1908) –
O Canada! in praise of thee we sing;
From echoing hills our anthems proudly ring.
With fertile plains and mountains grand
With lakes and rivers clear,
Eternal beauty, thos dost stand
Throughout the changing year.
Lord God of Hosts! We now implore
Bless our dear land this day and evermore,
Bless our dear land this day and evermore.
Would ya boo this one at the Good Ol’ Hockey Game?
Hello out there, we′re on the air
It’s ′Hockey Night’ tonight
Tension grows, the whistle blows
And the puck goes down the ice
The goalie jumps, and the players bump
And the fans all go insane
Someone roars, “Bobby Scores!”
At the good ol’ Hockey Game
chorus
Oh! The good ol′ Hockey game
Is the best game you can name
And the best game you can name
Is the good ol′ Hockey game
verse
Second period
Where players dash, with skates aflash
The home team trails behind
But they grab the puck, and go bursting up
And they’re down across the line
They storm the crease, like bumble bees
They travel like a burning flame
We see them slide, the puck inside
It′s a one-one hockey game
chorus
Oh! The good ol’ Hockey game
Is the best game you can name
And the best game you can name
Is the good ol′ Hockey game
verse
Third period
Last game of the playoff too
Oh, take me where, the hockey players
Face off down the rink
And the Stanley Cup, is all filled up
For the champs who win the drink
Now the final flick, of a hockey stick
And the one gigantic scream
“The puck is in! The home team wins!”
The good ol’ hockey game
chorus
Oh! The good ol′ Hockey game
Is the best game you can name
And the best game you can name
Is the good ol’ Hockey game
Oh! The good ol’ Hockey game
Is the best game you can name
And the best game you can name
Is the good ol′ Hockey game
Oh! The good ol′ Hockey game
Is the best game you can name
And the best game you can name
Is the good ol’ Hockey game
outro
It′s in!
He shoots, he scores!
Henderson scores for Canada!
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