Rutherford must be Mr. XLRight.™ And nobody told the premier. It's kind of like when all the talk last year was to maybe, perhaps, maybe, perhaps, or maybe consider a new national energy program, er, national energy strategy or plan. (But who needs that when you have a new, big gestapo 'mandate'-stick called a federal majority.) Redford mentions NEPlan a couple of months ago and, oh, it's not the talk now, young lady. Today, à la eastern bastards freeze in the dark ... wedgie big scary lieberals stuff and chanting. bwahahaha.
Anyway, Redford's Oil Coach (Allan Markin) left his job. Election Day. Trying to figure out which candidates live in my constituency. It could be fewer than I thought. That's odd. Illegal donations to the PC party: the 'attack chihuahua' (Alberta Chief Electoral Officer, Brian Fjeldheim) is on it.
It seems slightly, just slightly ... anachronistic: Socred (fundamentalist Christianity etc, 1935-1971) to PC (drunken abusive premier limo-boy yelling and throwing coins at bums, 1971-present) to
It doesn't really square with a project for a new north american century. Or does it. And, limo-girl, Bev
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