Archive for the ‘Hippie Wisdom’ Category

Another day without dooring

Sunday, November 3rd, 2013

Do you have psychic powers? I do not even have to turn on the radio or open the paper in the coffee shop to know that crack fiend Mayor Ford and bandit king Steven Harper are in the news. Oh, the horror. I can save myself money by never buying the Red Star, and you can too. Close your eyes and see if you can foretell the news that the ability challenged, employment equity hires in media cherry pick for your brainwashing.

Amazing. You do have psychic powers! Now, could someone tell me why the epidemic of doored cyclists has abruptly ended in Toronto, the City of Light? My intuition tells me that many grant applications have spewed off the printers and have been submitted to the central committee of confiscation of income. Studies. Reports. Charts.

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this. I care.

Mitchieville under attack

Monday, April 2nd, 2012

Regular commenter dmorris is in some hot water over at this post *.

Lacking substance, the ouiji board is out and the various and sundry free market censors are censoring. O, how a lack of government spending on thought control is bad.

Multiculturalism in action

Thursday, December 8th, 2011

Certainly not mentioned by the teary eyed apologists for multiculturalism is the Niihau Incident. You can read about it here * .

The incident is listed as one of the reasons for anti Japanese sentiment in the aftermath of Pearl Harbor.

Of course, if the same sort of thing happened today it, well, would not happen.

Michelle Malkin had a post about it some years ago *

So long Israel, and hello Vienna! – Saved in Drafts

Thursday, December 16th, 2010

**It certainly wouldbe nice if Fenris revisited this piece and finished it. The Mayor doesn’t like posts that end with the word “and”. It leaves too much up in the air. This post is from 2.14.2010. Woulda coulda shoulda won some sort of award, and…

I have been bothered at my leisure with demands for production about the soon to be non-existance of Israel.  Yeah, sure, it is a tasty subject for satire.  It is grim and there will be quite a few war movies, great war movies of the future, to be written, scripted, story-boarded, filmed, edited, and shown.  So I will write quick, as there are only a few more paragraphs to go before I am done with you.

Today is the first Saturday after the Persians went public with the Bomb. They have the Bomb.  They have stated quite clearly the conditions under which they will use their Bomb.  This is quite Queensberry rules, and every dead Statesman you talk to on the Ouija board will tell you that what they say is true enough to take heed of, and if you heed their boundary conditions, the Bomb will not go boom.  So what?  So what does this have to do with Israel?  Those Persian atomic bombs can only hit Los Angeles, maybe San Francisco, certainly Honolulu.  Utah is safe.  So who cares?

Sure, Israel has the Bomb. They have the Bomb too.  Big Deal.  This problem is not a big problem as far as Military problems go.  Israel does not fear the Bomb.  They are more likely to fire their broadside first, and it just might happen in this wonderful decade of 2010.  But before we get to how earthquakes and atomic bombs are like each other in effect, I want to talk about the ruthless self-interest of nation states.

This is a bad thing for Israel, but not in the way you would expect. History suggests that powers that pay tribute, pay tribute for appeasement, effect, or subterfuge.

Appeasement. The defeated in war end up paying tribute.  A certain amount of the trillions invested in Israel every year has a proportion, a percentage that is simple weregild, blood money for a ’sorry we shot your Grandpa’ that comes with a rather nice greeting card.

Appeasement, but. But the great power that was enforcing this payment is under a leader of Hope and Change. He has been bowing to these other, lesser, tribute paying powers. Today, Saturday, the Final Decision Makers are listening to Opera at their weekend retreats, sipping the best, and deciding. Maybe the Israel money does not have to be paid. Not now. The Americans are choosing retreat as their policy. So weregild for Israel can stop.

Effect. Sure, your tribute money buys you some peace and contentment over close there to where the oil fields are. But lately, last few years, those shipping lines, pipelines, refineries are

Mitchieville Number One

Tuesday, November 23rd, 2010

Finally, one of my posts is number one on Google :

cowards of woodstock *

I hope those hippies know what a privilege it is to be eaten by Set, the Snake God.

Celebrating Diversity

Sunday, September 26th, 2010

Sharing your culture with other non-Canadian-Canadians, that is diversity. Some of those other cultures have some really exciting costumes and traditional dances, that you see at Folkfest. Sharing is important. Even more important (but not as important as paying taxes, paying taxes more often, paying more taxes, and/or paying more taxes more often) is to put on your shit eating smile while some cultural trait is manifested that just does not make sense, according to your own racist, white right wing extremist, standards. Whitey, you are wrong. If you mumble or complain, you get threatened. So, maybe you should just shut up and work to pay your taxes; and the next logical step after that is to share your culture, just as you have been shared upon as you stand in the rich creamy goodness of the outhouse of political correctness.


Calling Oscar Grant

Saturday, July 10th, 2010

I have never known an N-person whose name was at all similar to Oscar Grant’s. And this makes me angry. So angry, that I have never been this angry before. This is a new level of anger, and it is all the fault of the greedy taxpayers. Scum. And I am so angry that my pointer finger on my right hand is twitching. My adorable house cat, Mister Whiskers, has taken to having a nap in the basement, he is so upset. This is unbearable rage I feel. The two ice cubes in my afternoon scotch are melting from my very gaze. How dare the Main Stream media, which Noam Chomsky says is a tool for the rightists, not bring up Oscar Grant’s real name, and instead use his slave name, his plantation name? I am offended.


Dude Really Loves His Rainbows

Tuesday, July 6th, 2010

I can just imagine how dude reacts when he sees a unicorn playing the harp. Because you know dude has seen a unicorn playing the harp. Many, many times.

Marc From Calgary sent this to The Mayor. Proving, Marc is as twisted as The Mayor.

**The New Editor

Hippie Wisdom … Hobbits and Leaf

Tuesday, October 13th, 2009

Gundrun is an activist. She closely identifies with Hobbits *, and feels that the Shire* is a perfect model for society. So stong is her belief that she is taking a direct role in working towards social justice.

Gundrun’s issue is smoking. She believes with all her heart (in defiance of the white man’s science) that smoking is natural and positive, just like it is for the Hobbits, the Hobbits of Bree and Buckland.

No man is going to tell her what to do. Taking advantage of her teaching position, Gundrun depicts smoking as positive and progressive to students. She also subverts members of the volunteer organization that she works for, a group which expedites abortions for underprivileged children. She misappropriates the funds she gets from Abortions’R'Us (which is Ebonic for the white mans title) to not buy Ebonic teaching materials, but for smokes. She buys smokes. And she hands them out, in ones and twos and whole packs, to whoever she wants to encourage to take up smoking, and to discourge others from not smoking. She also makes smokes available to her grade 9 and 10 students, to help them feel accepted by adult society and to feel grown-up. She calls her students her little hobbits. In her class, they all have a renaming ceremony at the start of the school year. People who are disliked by the class are given orc * names. And all her little hobbits usually start smoking, too.

Gundrun is not alone. She has activist friends allied with her program of socially engineering bad Morgul Canada into good Hobbitsy Shire. Her friends want to take back the night, too. They also believe in smoking, be it cigarettes, cigars, pipes, or chewing tobacco. They also redirect funds to further their campaign of social justice. They have formed a secret society, modeled upon the Freemasons * for this purpose. And this Kwanzaa *, Gundrun, along with four friends, is travelling to Cuba for their secret society convention held this year in Havanna. They are only just drawing expenses to attend and Ebonic * language convention, but they have no intention of doing anything other than enjoy the Sun, smoke, and plot more ways to siphon off social spending dollars to fund their secret societies social engineering master plan to further their Utopian vision. The Utopia of the Hobbits of the Shire, who smoke.

Homeless Offered Holistic Help

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009


To help bring a little love, hope, and possibly happiness into their lives, the London Ontario Homeless Coalition and a local area yoga studio gave free massages, foot care, and meditation to local area street peoples this past Monday:

The event at the Downtown Yoga Holistic Centre on Dundas Street was intended to be a chance for homeless people to know they are cared for, said Ekatarina Nikiforova, manager of the new studio.

While she acknowledged few homeless people took part in being pampered, Peckham said it was a first-year outreach she hopes will grow in coming years.

She said some of the intended recipients might have been daunted by the unfamiliar environment. “For most of them, having the bread and soup is what they came for.”

Really, you mean the homeless were there for the food and not for the ear-candling and ozone therapy? You could knock The Mayor over with a feather. A holistic feather.

While I’m sure all the granola eaters are gently patting themselves on the back for being so nice to the homeless for one day, let’s see how Moonbeam and Rainbow Chakra react when the urine people start camping out on their stoop for the next three years. All is well and good when you can rope some idiot college student into rubbing a homeless guys disgusting boiled feet for a day, but when Gus the street urchin starts pissing on their storefront window, I’m telling you right here and now that the stoned smiles on the faces of the happy Ghandi’s are going to be gone quick smart.

Charity begins at home, and the yoga peoples should take care of themselves first. Trust The Mayor when he says that you’d be hard-pressed to tell the difference between a homeless urchin and a hippie yoga freak. Both smell, both are allergic to bath water, and both don’t have a full array of functioning brain cells.

**Paul sent this to The Mayor. I don’t think I know Paul, but it seems Paul knows The Mayor very well.

Gaia Jugend

Friday, July 3rd, 2009

Spotted at Belmont Club.

I don’t know too much about this Climate Change thing that so many people have gotten into over the past decade or so. I know some folks say it is a religion of peace. Me, I’ve never had much of a religious/apocalyptic bent, so it’s just never interested me enough to look into it any deeper than I have, say, Scientology or palmistry.

But, whatever the truth or falsity of their promises of salvation: I do know that I would far, far rather the earth spirits’ wrath burn the planet to a crisp than see these people and their thoroughly fascist aesthetic succeed. Better to be slightly warmer on one’s feet than be pressed into a chanting, letter-shaped mob of anonymous, faceless Action-Takers on one’s knees.

God Works in Mysterious Ways

Thursday, October 23rd, 2008

Keyser was under the impress that a ganesh was one of those Jewish food things you buy in Brooklyn. But no. It turns out that it’s a sort of Hindu god that might choose to manifest himself in your plants. (more…)