Mexico as banana republic

At a recent press conference, some former Mexican parliamentarian, while visiting the true north, strong and free (Canada, for the uninitiated), whined about deteriorating relations between the two countries. Apparently, Mexico is pissed that Canada doesn’t want a plague of snowshoe-wearing Mexicans thrust upon its southern border.

Relations between Canada and Mexico have deteriorated badly under the Stephen Harper government and won’t improve as long as Harper remains prime minister – Rosario Green, chair of Mexican Congress foreign affairs committee, via thestar.com

Well, Ms. Green, by your own admission:

According to Green, most of the Mexicans who seek asylum in Canada are not fleeing mistreatment at the hands of Mexican officialdom, but fear attack by the drug cartels that plague her country. – the star.com

So then, because Mexico is unable and unwilling to govern itself, Canada should take up the slack? Not bloody likely.

Ottawa slapped a visa requirement on Mexican visitors, a measure the government says was necessary to reduce a mounting tide of “bogus” Mexican refugee claims. – thestar.com

More whining and sniveling ensued because Ms. Green was subjected to the following before being granted a visa to set foot in Canada:

officials at the Canadian embassy in Mexico required her to provide, among other documents, a copy of the property title to her Mexican home, copies of her last six bank statements and a letter from the Mexican Congress confirming her position and salary

And why not? Perhaps she too was trying to escape attack by the drug cartels that plague her country.

Link to article here.

Motorcycles emit pollution. Get over it.

Introductory lede:

It’s a popular misconception that motorcycles burn cleaner than cars: most of them don’t. – wheels.ca, Costa Mouzouris

Next paragraph:

In fact, the only reason that they spew fewer greenhouse gas emissions into the air than four-wheeled passenger vehicles…

So which is it? Do they? Or, don’t they?

all current models (of motorcycles) meet North American emissions standards…

That kinda sums it up for me.

He’s not done yet though. He concludes with

the fumes emitted by those dual, upswept mufflers are still not up to the standards that they should be…

I’m left wondering just what those fume emission standards should be for motorcycles with “dual, upswept mufflers”. Who has dual, upswept mufflers on their motorcycles? Who might ride motorcycles with dual, upswept mufflers? Does he mean biker motorcycles? Just some motorcycles? All motorcycles? Does the author know or understand the difference between a motorcycle and a scooter? Does he know that two-cycle engines burn oil mixed with gas?

Link to article here.

I’ve read the article several times now, and I’m still confused by it all. Although, I do understand that in Canada, there are approximately 18,000,000 passenger automobiles registered and 409,000 motorcycles. I’d say motorcycles are the least of the problem during the five-month riding season and seven months of heavy-sledding-winter for which Canada is renowned.

Here’s a link to a 2001 British study that demonstrated the following conclusion:

The overall emissions from motorcycles are low in comparison with other road vehicles and are not expected to grow dramatically in mass terms.

Now then, if only we could regulate how long those Torontonians wearing their frost-stained long-johns idle their automobiles to keep warm while commuting. That would be an accomplishment.

MADD will never be satisfied…

until bars are closed and liquor is taken off of the market. We all know how successful prohibition was back in the day.

There will be no keeping MADD® happy, just as there has been no keeping them happy in the past – until every ounce of liquor is outright declared illegal and poured into the streets; until every bar is shut down and turned into a glee club; until every motor vehicle is equipped with some sort of breath interlock; until every person bows to the authority and influence of MADD and it’s crazy desire to eliminate something that can’t be eliminated.

Mothers: responsible for warm, fuzzy feelings. Nobody wants to fight that image.

Against: everything.

Drunk: ban liquor.

Driving: that’s only a start. Wait until we get them mothers rolling against guns, prostitution, drugs and improper thinking.

MADD in Canada has gone the extra mile to lobby politicians – with the not unbiased support of law enforcement – to ensure that the Canadian Constitution takes a back seat to the MADD agenda, whatever that agenda really is.

A proposed law permitting police to give random breathalyzers to drivers would save 400 lives a year in Canada, says the CEO of Mothers Against Drunk Driving (MADD) Canada. – edmontonsun.com

…the recent MADD conference praised the notion of giving police the power to randomly perform breathalyzers on drivers regardless of whether or not they’re suspected of drinking.

Just great. The bullshit never ends, and with it there goes the right against unreasonable search and seizure, sponsored by a bunch of whiners in favor of closing bars and reinstating prohibition. I’m fed up with the constant whining and sniveling these people do to try and force me to listen to, and to participate in, their agenda to keep themselves happy.

My recommendation for the harridans of MADD: try and get the police up off of their round, fat, donut-laden asses and have them enforce existing laws. Perhaps then the police just might crawl out of their cruisers long enough to stop whining about not having the power to do this, control that, or arrest anyone for practically anything. After all, the cops have all the tasers, and they just love to use them.

Screw MADD. Take the mad motherfuckers and the incessant whining and sniveling that they feel that they must stuff down my throat and up my ass and let them shove it up their own asses.

Disclaimer #1: I drive.

Dislcaimer #2: I don’t drink.

So then…

Shut. The. Fuck. Up. And take your mongoloid mangled accident victims with you.

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Modern Drunkard Magazine has a pretty good takedown of MADD here.

Whispering pines, rustling palms

Pine trees whisper, palm trees rustle

Palm trees rustle, pine trees whisper

I was sitting with a woman I was “sort of” seeing at the time. There was a breeze blowing. The palm trees surrounding the oasis were making those sounds that they make when the wind blows.

“Whispering,” I said to her, thinking of an old motel that I was familiar with.

“Palm trees don’t whisper. They rustle,” she replied.

She was right, of course, and I didn’t argue with her. But, some weeks later, in the dark, while in bed, she tried to shove a knife into me. More than once. I didn’t take it personally, but I left town in a hurry and didn’t look back.

Who’d have thought that whispering pines and rustling palms would have had such an effect?

Or, perhaps it was the other woman I was seeing who worked in the same bar. They hated each other’s guts, but obviously they still talked.

Women — can’t live with ’em, and can’t live without ’em.

Men — stupid.

Anyway, that’s the motel I was thinking about when I blurted out the whispering palms in obvious error. It’s closed now, of course, and has been for a very long time.

Unspoiled delights

I’ve never understood Ontario’s inability to promote tourism in the far north. The government in the south takes billions of dollars from the north by means of the forests, mines and water (in the form of hydro electricity). All the government basically has to provide in return is a paved highway, and this in the form of the TransCanada highway, which they must provide in order that goods travel across the country.

For decades, the unspoiled nature of the province, from the Manitoba border to Sault Ste. Marie, has sat around just waiting to be noticed. Unfortunately, no one has had the foresight to promote the area as the largest unspoiled and accessible-by-road nature preserve in the world.

Are you driving through the area? Where are the washrooms and toilets? Why, just pull off the road anywhere you like, but preferably at a snowplow turnout, and deposit your trash and urine in the pit bordering the turnout.

Are you looking for a scenic spot to have lunch? Well then, why not look for a small brown sign with an arrow and hope for the best? If you’re fortunate, and you don’t speed on by because the signage is small and indeterminate, you’ll miss it all.

Might there be tables? A toilet? A scenic view? You’ll never know until you pull in and have a look for yourself. But then, you’ve sped on by, and, too late now, you drive on to your destination, having missed out on spectacular views, lakes, streams, rapids and picnic tables.

And only the occasional outdoor toilet.