A Call To Arms continued from page 7

 

 

again before we’d even stepped a foot in it.

That’s shit, and it’s smeared on the soul of our immediate ancestors.

You begin to wonder if there is a war room where plots are hatched and plans are
laid. Is it far-fetched to suggest that maybe this is all part of a bigger scheme? Squeeze
the ambitious and impoverished for all they’re worth; dumb down an entire generation
until manual labour (as noble and worthy as it may be) is our only option; leave a few
high-up positions that require academic training available for the few scurvy Young
Liberals who walk amongst us like vermin in the night; and let the peons work for eons
to fatten the bellies of the most privileged and well-to-do.

Yes, yes, it’s as inflammatory as it is unlikely, as self-important as it is self-loathing.
However, one of Douglas College’s security guards, a good man with a degree in eco-
nomics, was telling me about his thesis paper in which he pinpoints the marginalization
of the middle class to the mid-50s, when the US began devaluing its dollar and the
post-war economic boom burst. Now, I don’t have a clue what that necessarily means,
except this: a man of such intellectual calibre is blowing whistles when I streak by at
pub nights.

This system is inherently broken by greed and envy; it suppresses the best and
brightest for fear that they'll see, and implement, the flipside of an economy: humanity.
We're all dollars and cents until we get names.

The last time a system was so blatantly imbalanced towards the wealthy and power-
ful was at the turn of the 20th century when the Soviet Union erupted in revolution.

“It’s coming,” the security guard savant said, with a matter-of-fact tranquility.
“People can only take so much before they break.”

When everyone else has sold out and you still can’t afford a ticket to the movies, ask
yourself: what'll you do?

 

Left Overs continued from page 9

You can be on the right if you like—God is great and
I think it’s swell that you enjoy sex standing up, twice a
year. You can be on the left if you wish—pot’s for every-
one and it’s totally neat that your heart bleeds for every-
one but yourself. But have an opinion, a strong opinion,
and stop being a coward whenever elections come about
and you get queasy about the idea of a ruling party with
a strong sense of ideology.

“Liberal” has become just another throwaway word
that stands for nothing and can’t be attacked, or trusted,
for what it is or isn’t.

 

Right Hook continued
from page 8

The Tories were the masters of Canada’s old elite
order. They were obsessive Anglophiles and their out-
look on life was shaped by 19th century notions of
pedigree, class, and hierarchy. They valued order more
than freedom, and trusted government more than the

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people. They were, in many ways, the complete
antithesis of everything modern conservatives profess
to believe in.

Stephen Harper is not a Tory, and the
Conservative Party of Canada is not a Tory party.
Canadian Tories are dead. Can we please retire the
word already?