Hometown Diary:What In The Name Of HellIs Happening To My T-dot??!!!??

One of the reasons for my rant: Jane Creba, 1990-2005

This is not my Toronto.

This was not supposed to happen. Especially on Boxing Day, in broad daylight, with a large crowd.

Sadly, it had happened before - once, in 1994.

Just Desserts. Downtown. 1 robbery. 1 shotgun blast. 1 dead.

Not too many people remember Vivi Lemonis nowadays, but because of her, we got really pissed off for a while.

7 years in trial. 2 convictions. 1 acquittal. 1 firearms registry implementation.

Then we all went into a collective stupour.

The guilty party may have gotten long sentences for their trouble, but those stupid enough to grab their dicks with one hand and brandish a sidearm with another still run around, ejaculating full metal jackets, missing their intended targets and eventually killing someone there at the wrong time.

The city's mayor, David Miller, still has no clue what happened on Yonge St. Boxing Day, nor had he any before, nor will he get any after. But asking a Penthouse/Hothouse Socialist to face reality is akin to trying to get a piece of plywood to grow into a tree. Paulyanna is still in an eternal state of denial, blaming this tragedy on society's ills, economy, blah blah blah. If this were true, Prime Minister, then Parkdale, Regent Park, Jane-Finch, Gottingen St. in Halifax, North-End Dartmouth, Vancouver's East End - all of Canada's low-rent districts would've gone up in smoke, engulfed in the flames of frustration and no-brained unfocused rage and confusion. No amount of platitudes by trolling political leaders will undo the damage caused by the Boxing Day showdown.

What happened was not a settling of scores, a redress of grievances or even a show of bravado. This was a terrorist act.

Black or white, brown or yellow - it doesn't matter. People without a moral compass - raised on a diet of bad television, video game consoles and escapist "gangsta" hip-hop videos ressembling nothing more than updated "minstrel shows" with SUV's, 40-ouncers and loose-but-sexy ladies possesing nothing more than a thong, a pulse and a vacant smile - want to relive their fantasies out in the real world without regard for life, limb and consequences. And in the process of dick-grabbing and cap-popping, a little girl gets killed.

It's stuff like this that's pissing me off.

From this point on, it's open season on the wanksters.

They will be hunted down and brought to justice. No amount of lying will get them off. They will all be treated the same.

None of this will make things any better, but maybe someone will think twice before popping off a cap.

If only our leaders had any balls...

What Am I Doing Tonight?Empire's 1Sound -"Return Of The Titans"

You people may realise one of the links on the left.

I am a fan of jungle, and one of the Toronto scene's longtime supporters.

Therefore, it's no surprise that tonight, I'll be heading to the soon-to-be-closed System Soundbar for a big blowout featuring the scene's legends such as Lush, Natural MC, Caddy Cad, Marcus (Visionary), Mystical Influence, Sniper, Trajedy, JD, etc., etc.

The main man, Ryan from Hustlin' Beats, has promised that it will be a killer night. As someone who has been away from the T-dot since 2000, it better be killer.

Check out this pic, then decide. If you're in the area, represent!



Big up, Ryan. I'll be there.

MERRY F---IN' XXX-MAS HANUKKAH, Y'ALL!

Still a bit off the grid after chilling a little bit too much.

But I'm still compiling a list of people for my Festivus airing of grievances.

So if you're still pissed off about the lack of output, just chill. This Doctor is still operating, only just a few pounds heavier! (heh heh heh)

Meanwhile, email me if you wish - the addy's in my profile.

Off The Freakin' Grid...For Now.

I'm just about finished packing up my stuff and cleaning up my space before flying off to T-dot this evening.

As a result, there will be no ranting and gnashing of teeth for the time being.

In the meantime, a couple of items to clear out...

1. If you don't know the New Pornographers, get to know them before they either
   
   1. get too big;
   
   
   2. implode;
   
   
   3. get too old; or
   
   
   4. any combination or all of the above.
   For all you Can-indy-rawwwk heads, you might recognise one familiar face in their "Use It" vid. I did. If you have the answer, email or IM me (email in profile).



2. And since this is the most wonderful time of the year, let's set aside our X-mas/Hanukkah/Ramadam/Kwanzaa formalities and revel in the marvel of Festivus and grab an aluminum pole.
   
   And what better way to celebrate it than "The Airing Of Grievances", to take place on the 23^rd. Get your poles ready and yourselves bulked-up: it's going to be nasty-ass!

Anyways... I'm off to bed. See ya on Friday.

Oh, Fuck Off,Tucker Carlson.

At least he ain't Michael Crook, thank G-d.

MSNBC's Tucker Carlson thinks that Canada is the "new France".

It's just like saying that polka-dots are the "new blacks": it just doesn't make a lot of sense.

It seems that south of the mythical 49^th parallel, the Yanquis are just dissing us, in spite of the fact that after 40 years of "Liberalisation", we are trying to shake off the anti-Yank paranoia.

Now, I'm quite sure that Brother Tucker is a sensible human being and not a frothing at the mouth moonbat. But I do take umbrage at this quote.

Last week, MSNBC host Tucker Carlson told his audience Canada "is like your retarded cousin you see at Thanksgiving."

"He's nice, but you don't take him seriously."

And that was just one of the famously right-wing political pundit's rants.

"Anybody with any ambition at all, or intelligence, has left Canada and is now living in New York," he told his audience, insisting it was pointless to tell Canada not to criticize the United States.

"It only eggs them on. Canada is essentially a stalker, stalking the United States, right? Canada has little pictures of us in its bedroom, right?"

"It's unrequited love between Canada and the United States. We, meanwhile, don't even know Canada's name. We pay no attention at all," he said.

How retarded do you think this country is, Brother Tucker?

Let's see... you Yanks became a country in 1776, right.

We came into being - officially - in 1867. A difference of 91 years.

So you might say that in 91 years, we might be a prosperous beacon of conservative democracy.

And yes, living as your neighbour and being a sibling by virtue of a common parentage (Great Britain, just to let you know), we just love to prove ourselves by fighting above our weight-class. Unlike France, we do have a good amount of independance to be creative in our combative skills.

Yes, sometimes our leaders try to play onto our fears of being an American vassal state - no thanks to your MSM, which seems hell-bent on portraying your own country as a cesspool of vice and corruption. Yet these are those amongst us who have no fears of the USA, even though we are proud of our easy access to the basic health care needs (provided that we can still afford it).

Anyways - to make it short - if you Yanquis want to make fun of us, go right ahead. Bring it on, Mother Tucker. We can take it in just as much as we can dish out stuff about you. You can make fun of our socialistic tendancies as much as we can make fun of your flag-waving, Mom-and-apple pie, Stars-and-Stripes, big-business, whoo-ah attitude, combined with your inherant inability to pronounce the last of the alphabet properly and to spell simple words like "theatre" and "neighbour", and the fact that your beer is considered tap-water to us diehard Hosers.

After all, we are all Family, right?