Archive for the ‘Abilityism’ Category

Darker Counsel

Wednesday, July 13th, 2011

A good friend of mine is in the dumps. He calls it depression. He is saddened, he is tired, he is filled with woe. I lack the crafty words to tell him he is not depressed. My friend needs darker counsel to cure his woeful spirits. He is having his shrine of skulls moment, and, as a friend, I should be bringing a few around, some incense, some paint, maybe, and pitching in.


What An Attractive Doll

Wednesday, June 29th, 2011

Due to external pressures by the handi-capable lobby, Mattel is set to release the Little Tommy Barfbucket doll later this month. With two semi-functioning arms and one leg, a wandering eye and a lisp, Little Tommy Barfbucket is on a strict vegetarian diet and sits in his chair all month in his subsidized apartment until his government cheque arrives. Squeeze his finger and watch him puke (due to second-hand smoke). Squeeze his toe and listen to him complain (about the lack of social services for ability-challenged Canadians). Give him his monthly government cheque and watch him scratch an X on a voting ballot for his local liberal candidate.

Little Tommy Barfbucket is sure to be a big hit among non-ability Canadians! Thank you, Mattel!

Using your Government Grant to undermine the Government

Friday, June 17th, 2011

As a person who cares about society, I realize the importance of society spending money to shape itself. This is like how skin holds your guts in, and stops you from leaking precious bodily fluids. And everyone knows that the third layer of the skin is mostly fat. So if a few dollars, a few percent, a few billion dollars, finds their way to purposes other than the one intended, then that is just in keeping with the Government Spending is the Skin of the Body Politic meme. As a diligent spender from the public purse (like our leftist voting non worker class, our leftist voting state workers, or our leftist voting state spending intellectuals) I am always looking for new ways to spend government money for purposes for which it was not intended, because that is the left hand path of statism: to tax, to spend, to complain, and to wallow in failure.


Mourning a Poet

Tuesday, May 31st, 2011

I have not finished grieving for slain innocent Antwan, when here comes the tragic news of the unjust death of noted N-person poet 110032121, er Willie Lee Bell. Just more proof of the inherent racism in the capitalist system. Without role models, how can any N-person hope to overcome?


The Empowerer

Saturday, May 28th, 2011

As a caring person, I care about people. It is a circular truth, as true as taxes. As a caring person, I tell them I want to empower them. Being empowered is good. There are many paths to empowerment. Today, I would like to write about the one that uses an aspect of your personality I like to call The Empowerer. The Empowerer lives in the garden of your mind, a pleasant place; which you can visualize when you close your eyes. So, come let your personal Empowerer lead you down the garden path to Empowerment. I am telling you this because I, Fenris Badwulf, I care.


Denouncing Capitalism

Sunday, May 15th, 2011

Denouncing capitalism is just one of those things you have to do to get and keep your job and lifestyle of tax payer subsidized privilege. An acquaintance of mine went into a rant about the evils of capitalism; which narrowed down to the evils of corporations. Corporations. Corporations are evil. Which leads to the question: what do you mean by Corporations. As in, how do you define Corporations. Being so hork spit in the granola evil, they must be identifiable, eh what?

The Green Urban Green Trader

Monday, March 21st, 2011

A good Dog pelt can fetch you $35 if you know where to take them; that is, the Black Market. Maybe it is time you cashed in on diversity and made some cash in these tough times by being multi-cultural. The whole story of Canada’s underground economy in furs starts with squirrels and road kill. Some of our village peoples celebrate a diversity of attitudes towards road kill; infact, they eat road kill; and to get to the eating, there has to be a gathering, surely as spending follows taxes. Then came the merchants of faux; and the first faux fur from the black market was squirrel, not polymer.


A Call for the full De-Regularization and Oversight of the Nuclear Industry

Sunday, March 13th, 2011

Have you ever been to a political meeting where they passed a resolution that was good theory but not good marketing? Everyone knows the real solution just will not cut it with the voters. They have been brainwashed and will never sit up from beer and Leaf hockey to be more than the Plebians they are, those voters.

There is no way that Stephen Harper will agree to push complete De-Regularization of the Nuclear Industry.
It is not going to happen. Which is too bad, because in the Black Market, you can build your own. My Dad built it, years ago.


Thinking about the Unthinkable

Sunday, January 30th, 2011

The things we find unthinkable are the things we fear. Why think about that? Take the worst case scenario: you are a well-equipped survivalist: you have your retreat, your bunkers, your years supplies of food. But the disaster that comes is one you are not prepared for. This is unthinkable, and, for everybody, not just survivalists, to be caught unprepared, in general, fills people with fear. What could a prepared survivalist be unprepared for? Being prepared is their strong point. So, I suspect that the number of things that they have not thought about is few, and as picked over as a week old carcass in the California desert.


The Secret Health Care System

Sunday, January 23rd, 2011

I had a wonderful time on my visit to the doctor, my new doctor, the black market doctor. My doctor, let us call my doctor Doctor Smith, shall we? Anyway, Doctor Smith trained in medicine at some Scottish university. He came to Canada frequently to visit relatives, who emigrated to this country some decades ago. Now he lives here, and practices medicine from the comfort of his farm house. Everybody does not pay taxes. His patients, certainly not, and neither does Doctor Smith. I did not have to wait; the place was clean, like a 1950’s hospital, not a Community Health Village.


The Meat Eater

Wednesday, January 19th, 2011

My friend Jotun eats meat. His life is a lie. Only twelve other people know that Jotun is not really a vegetarian. Jotun uses his facade of being a vegetarian to keep himself in a socialist social services sector job. He makes over a hundred k a year. There is a fat bloated pension, more weeks of vacation per year coming up, and casual sex with the cougar progressives. He eats beans and rice at work, gobbles broccoli at evening seminars, and they never know he eats meat. He has a secret life: he is a meat eater.


Thinking about the Unthinkable

Tuesday, January 18th, 2011

It is impossible to think of a China-America war in the same way as, say, Invasion from Space. One is most likely to happen, and we cloak our ever present and constantly reminded fears with denial. The other is the ‘rag with ether over the face’ school of seduction. There is fear, but, this sort of stuff just never has happened. So, which is more better to consider unthinkable: the real fear we hide from, or the fakebook tinsel stuff? I do not know. Whatever, with all the ink spilt over the Arizona Massacre, I prefer to talk about Space Invasion as a more unthinkable thought to think about.