More War Shit

Whooee! Well friends an' foes, here I go again pastin' a comment I made on sumbuddy's boog inta my own little boog. Over t' BigCityLib Strikes Back the BigCityFeller is boogin' on the troublems with the IDF's strategy. The BCL writer's wond'rin' if mebbe the IDF's got it's head up its ass or mebbe it's bein' led by polyticians who ain't got a clue 'bout winnin' wars.

I reckon the IDF's biggest troublem is that they brought a shotgun to a knife fight... an' they ain't exactly Annie Oakley in the marksmanship department. Now that they finally seen their bombs don't stop rocket-tossers an' only make more innocent victims sympathize with the rotten hezballers, they're sendin' in the foot soldiers.

This ain't the part that's flawed. This is the way they can engage the bad guys an' fight 'em. The ground forces has been doin' a whole helluvalot better'n the bombers when it comes t' civilian:hezballer kill ratio.

They woulda liked it if they coulda bombed the crap outta innocent Lebanese an' got most o' the hezballers while they was at it. Ever since they pulled out in 2000, the IDF's had south Leb under near constant aerial surveillance. They shoulda knowed they wasn't gonna win by bombin' babies. But, dang it all, they figgered it was worth a try... and who's gonna give a rat's ass if a few hunnert human shields die in the dumbass experiment?

I been sayin' since the start, these people gettin' killed is human bein's.

Yesterday in a letter t' the editor o' my local rag, sum shitferbrains was callin' on Israel t' level south Leb t' the ground an' kill all the "rodents" livin' there.

The Hezballers's been buildin' schools an' teachin' their kiddies that the Israelis is a buncha baby eaters.

Both sides got an easier time killin' civilians when they figger they ain't quite human.

I been doin' a lot o' readin' in Ha'aretz. There's a growin' buncha Israelis who's askin' why their bigass, well-oiled, Merkin-financed mighty military machine ain't put a dent in the number o' rockets comin' in. Shee-it! Up until the IDF started in with its measured response on July 12, there was hardly any rockets comin' in. Now, they got hunnerts a day.

Israelis is also askin' 'bout the motivation fer this here war.

Sum Israelis an' sum other pundidiots sez it's the Merkins pullin' the strings in Israel an' the Iranians pullin' the hezballers' strings -- a proxy war between the Merkins an ' Iran bein' fought at the expense o' Lebanon.

Well, no great loss fer Cheney an' his buds. Halliburton'll be first in line when the rebuildin' contracts get let out. This war's good business fer the Merkins. They sell bombs t'Israel; then, they give aid t' Lebanon t' help rebuild an' jest like in Iraq, it'll be Merkin pockets gettin' lined when that there rebuildin' starts up.

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

What if the Lesser Antilles was bein’ overrun by badass space monsters?

Over t' StageLeft, I seen sumbuddy askin' hypothetical questions like “What would there be calls for if Israel was being overrun by its foes?”

The main topic was 'bout whether or not "everybody hates the Jews." I reckon I got off topic when I seen that "what if..." crappola.

What if the Lesser Antilles was bein’ overrun by badass space monsters?

I got a few “what-if’s”, myself.

• What if a million people was made homeless an’ 1000 was killed an’ they was mostly kids an’ babies?
  
  
• What if yer pryminister sez that’s alrightyfine with him?
  
  
• What if Israel kills 40 civilians fer every one killed by their enemy?
  
  
• What if the IDF an’ IAF is so damned incompetent that they keep makin’ one “mistake” after anuther?
  
  
• What if the side yer PM chooses t’ back up is usin’ cluster bombs an’ white phosphorus weapons?
  
  
• What if the Israelis bomb red cross ambulances?
  
  
• What if the IAF targets Christian areas of Bayroot an’ kills innocent Christian kiddies an’ makes Lebanese Christians start supportin’ the hezballers?
  
  
• What if the obvious outcome of this here “measured” response is a bigger, stronger buncha hezballers an’ more hate heaped in Israel?
  
  
• What if the bumblin’ nincompoops King Steve an’ Clown Prince Peter is nuthin’ more’n Merkin ass-kissers an’ their “principled” stand ain’t achievin’ nuthin’ but more dead babies?
  
  
• What if a bigass number o’ Israelis themselves was askin’ why the hell their gummint’s bent on self-destruction?
  
  
• What if Israel’s biggest supporters wasn’t gettin’ the whole news on accounta they got their stoopid eyeballs glued t’ Fox News an’ CNN an’ ABC, NBC, CBS, PBS?
  
  
• What if Israel’s biggest newspaper never told it’s readers ’bout the way their side took out a UN post an’ killed 4 UN guys?
  
  
• What if Israel’s justice minister sed everybuddy in south Lebanon is hezballers an’ every one of ‘em is fair game fer killin’ — babies, an’ all?
  
  
• What if the hezballer boss sed his guys’d stop lobbin’ rockets if Israel stopped air strikes?
  
  
• What if two words — immediate ceasefire — from Bush three weeks ago would have saved more’n 1000 lives?

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

Terrorist Trees Infiltratin' Canadee

Whooee! Over t' StageLeft, my boogin' buddy Balbulican's got hisself a boog story 'bout trees puttin' the kibosh on King Steve's softwood sellout. I left me a comment there an' jest like the lazyass I am, I'm pastin' that there comment in here fer my boog story.

I reckon it might jest be a co-inkydink but there’s been a few trees fallin’ down on Canajuns an’ killin’ ‘em, lately. Them trees is notorious fer causin’ property damage, too. How ’bout we get the gummint t’ declare trees is a terrist organization an’ ban ‘em from Canadee?

Them trees has been contributin’ t’ evil-doin’ fer ages, too. When ol’ Jayzus was nailed t’ the cross, whaddya reckon that there cross was made outta? Sum sorta tree, that’s what. An’ who ain’t heard o’ the Cedars o’ Lebanon? It ain’t jest anuther co-inkydink that there’s a pitcher of a tree on the Lebanese flag. Them Lebanese trees is hezballers, no two ways. What about that there “Cedar Revolution”? Trees rabble-rousin’, as usual.

Nobuddy likes shady characters an’ trees is ’bout as shady as they come.

Sum o’ the worst trees is them with dual citizenship like the Norway Spruce, Japanese Maple, American Elm an’ Scotch Pine. Who can trust ‘em if they won’t break their ties t’ the old country? Who needs ‘em bringin’ their ancient quarrels over t’ Steve’s peaceable kingdom?

An’ don’t even get me started on Africa. They call it the Dark Continent on accounta all the shade in them there jungles.

It also ain’t no co-inkydink that trees is where bushy-tailed ratsquirrels make their nests an’ organize their terrist cells with their feller-traveler raccoons.

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

Hezballers an' Israel Lookin' fer the Same Thing - A Bigger War

Whooee! Well friends an' foes, here I go again copyin' an' pastin' from a comment I left sumwhere's else. This is from a comment I left over at Toni Zerb's boog.

I reckon there's sum numbnutses who don't figger Lebanese civilians lives is worth anything. If they are human shields an' the Israelis kill 'em, what's that sayin' 'bout both sides? The hezballers mebbe expect the Israelis t' be civilized enuff that they don't kill innocent babies. The Israelis figger anybuddy who din't read the leaflets an' sumhow figger a way outta the war zone must be a willin' accomplice an' deserves t' die.

Human shields only work if everybuddy agrees they're human. By bombin' an' killin' so many t' get t' so few, Israel sez they ain't real civilians, they ain't human shields, they ain't human. When it gets shoved in their faces that these are babies they're killin', they give the excuse that they regret the unfortunate accident. It weren't any accident. They jest don't care if they kill babies an' by standin' up fer 'em, there's Canajun boogers who's standin' up fer baby-killin'.

Everybuddy's learned over the past couplafew decades that usin' massive air power an' long-range artillery can't defeat a guerilla force. Everybuddy knows that bombin' babies won't stop the hezballers. Everybuddy knows that killin' babies'll only drive more moderates inta the radical camp.

Polarization is what all warrin' sides want. They wanna see who's with 'em an' who ain't. If yer standin' with either side, yer a supporter o' terrism. Hezballers is terrists. They don't deny it, so far as I know. The IAF and IDF is terrists, too, but they deny it with phony claims of "accidents" an' fightin' fer their survival.

The overkill by Israel is designed t' bring more players inta the game. How long does Israel think Syria an' Iran'll stand fer baby-killin'. Shee-it! Even lotsa Israelis is startin' t' march fer peace. Israel needs Syria and/or Iran t' get involved soon so's the lines in the sand'll be clear an' the Merkins an' their lapdogs'll jump in full force.

The hezballers want the same thing. It ain't hezballers callin' fer a cease fire. Both sides wanna make it a bigger war an' they both wanna drag others inta the fray. They din't have much trouble draggin' Bush an' his sycophants in an' they're doin' their damndest t' drag Syria an' Iran in.

If Israel can get some real armies an' air forces t' fight, they might win. If they jest keep bombin' hunnerts o' civilians t' get a piddly few hezballers, they can't win but they can get other players fightin'.

A lastin' peace ain't gonna happen in the Mideast. Makin' a lastin' peace one o' the conditions fer a cease fire is makin' an impossible condition. By insistin' on an impossible condition, Bush/Rice/Harper/Blair make sure the killin' continues. An' lookit the job they done o' bringin' peace t' Iraq an' Afghanistan.

Here's a thought... out in Sasky, they got a child-molester who's holdin' two kiddies. If they was t' kill that sumbitch, he wouldn't molest anymore kiddies. So, if they find out where he's hidin', d'ya figger they oughta blow that town offa the map so's they can stop the peterfile?

When the IRA was plantin' bombs an' killin' London folks, did the UK bomb Dublin? 'Course not. Lotsa Irish supported the IRA. Sinn Fein had representation in gummint. What's different in Lebanon?

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

Creepy Crawly Pitchers

Whooee! Well friends an' foes, I took enuff time off from follerin' the war news yesterday so's I could do sum laundry an' sum other housekeepin' chores. When I brought the clothes in offa the line, I seen this here little wee caterpiller walkin' on one o' my t-shirts. I corraled 'im onta a envelope an' before I set the little feller loose, I figgered I'd take his pitcher. I put the dime next to 'im so's everybuddy can see how teensy he is.

I went lookin' on google fer what the fuzzy thing is an' found out he's a Fall Webworm. I found out it's his bunch that's been buildin' tents in the apple tree.


I done me sum readin' up on these here Fall Webworms an' they sez they ain't too horrible bad fer the trees 'ceptin' how they're ugly lookin'.

Back t' the war...

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

Ferget the Rules, There's Killin' t' be Done

Whooee! Well friends an' foes, ol' JimBobby ain't been postin' much onta this little boog lately. I been makin' a lot o' comments over t' StageLeft an' now I'm gonna copy an' paste sum o' them comments here. I'm a lazyass, no two ways, an' copy pastin' is sumpin' works fer me.

It’s gettin’ harder an’ harder t’ deny there’s a real pattern emergin’. The whole ding-dong world’s come out fer a ceasefire. The whole world except fer three countries - the US, Israel an’ Canadee. The whole world sees disproportionate retaliation. The whole world except fer three countries - the US, Israel an’ Canadee. Even Tony the Poodle pissed on his master’s pant leg.

When they bomb ambulances with big ol’ red crosses painted on the roof, they’re targetin’ civilians. When they drop cluster bombs an’ white phosphorus weapons, they’re targetin’ civilians. When the Merkin congress votes 410 to 8 in favour o’ speedin’ up delivery o’ bombs t’ Israel, the Merkin congress not ony gives the Israelis a green light t’ keep on doin’ what they’re doin’, it becomes an active participant in the targetin’ of civilians. When Canadee’s Pryminister sez the Israelis is justified in doin’ what they’re doin’ an’ doesn’t even speak up when Canajuns is killed, Canadee is an active participant in the Israeli campaign.

The Merkins got away with usin’ cluster bombs an’ white phosphorus in Fallujah. Nobuddy’s denyin’ it. They jest sez that it ain’t illegal an’ it was justified.

I been readin’ a few Israeli boogs an’ sum op-eds in Haaretz an’ Ynet. There’s a coupla things startin’ t’ get the attention o’ some Israelis. They’re wondrin’ howcum their military ain’t slowed down the rockets. When they got a bigass army with all sortsa intel guys, howcum they ain’t put a bigger dent in the strikin’ power o’ 3000 haff-assed hezballers? Some Israelis is even askin’ why so many Lebanese is bein’ killed when it ain’t gettin’ the job done.

Over here, we’re gettin’ the message that the Merkins is allowin’ Israel t’ do what it’s doin’. Over there, sum Israelis is sayin’ it’s the Merkins callin’ the shots an’ usin’ the IDF as its proxy force against Syria an’ Iran. The Merkins give Israel $15 mil a day in aid that comes back to the Merkins when Israel buys bombs an’ guns from the Merkins. War’s always been good bizness fer guys like Cheney an’ his Halliburton buddyboys.

Condi made a big deal outta the Merkins givin’ Lebanon $30 mil t’ rebuild the damage done by Merkin weapons. They give Israel that same amount every two days.

There’s plenty o’ UN bashers in Merka an’ Canadee, too, who ain’t losin’ any sleep over them 4 pore bastards who got blowed up. Din’t they see the leaflets? What bizness they got hangin’ out in a war zone, anyways? If they’re still there, they gotta be hezballer sympathizers or worse.

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

A Boy Named Steve (Audio - Poem)

Whooee! Well friends, I ain't been boogin' much lately so I ain't sure how many o' my thousands o' readers are gonna hear this here poem I recorded. I made me another mp3 audio boog an' you can listen to it by clickin' right here.

A Boy Named Steve

Pa Harper sent him off to school at three,
Ivory tower life suited the boy to a tee.
The other kids teased him but in the end he got even.
Now, I don't blame him ‘cause he studied hard
And was smartest ass smartass in the whole schoolyard,
When he finally growed up, he became Prime Minister Stephen.

Well, ol’ Stephen had his own private joke
And he got to look down his nose at lots of folk,
When he went to Ottawa and Calgary he was leavin’.
Folks would giggle at his Stetson and laugh at his vest
When he went back out to his home in the west,
But they never called him “Steve”. It was always "Stephen. "

Well, then one day he went down to the States,
Negotiatin’ passports and tariff rates,
And we all heard somethin’ that was hard for us t’ believe.
The Merkin president – name o’ Bush
Went right on t’ shove, never mind push
Ol’ Dubya dubbed Prime Minister Harper “Steve.”

Well, for Stephen, I tell ya, it was the very last straw
That name o’ “Steve” just stuck in his craw,
He searched his massive brain for a way t’ get even.
There’s a limit to what any lapdog can take,
An’ Dubya just made that there limit break,
When he called the Prime Minister “Steve” instead o’ Stephen.

Harpoon knew that snake was a war criminal
But he’d kept it suppressed, sorta subliminal,
He stayed quiet ‘bout Mahmoudiya, Haditha an’ Abu Ghraib.
But calling him “Steve” made Stephen see red,
For a minute he wished Ol’ Georgie was dead
Then Stephen got even by callin’ ol’ Dubya “Babe.”

"Them’s fightin’ words, Steve,” Ol’ Dubya cried out,
He couldn’t believe the nerve of the lout.
"The only one who calls me ‘Babe’ is Laura.”
"Nobody calls me ‘Steve’,” Harper shot back,
Then he reached over and gave Georgie a smack.
"I’m gonna box your ears from here until tomorra.”

I tell ya, I've seen better fights,
Between gals at the bingo on Saturday nights,
Than this dust up ‘tween Harper an’ President Georgie Boy Bush.
Neither boss ever got their hands dirty before,
’Cause they both sent young kids to fight in their wars,
The Bushman came through in the hullabaloo an’ knocked the PM on his tush.

And he said, "Steve, this world is rough,
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough,
An’ if I wanted to, I could send you off to Gitmo for good.
So I’ll keep callin’ you 'Steve' and you better not squeal,
An’ I’m callin’ the shots now whenever we deal,
Whether that deal is on water or oil or even on soft wood."

Then Bush said, "Now we just had us one hell of a scrap,
But I ain’t gonna blow you Canucks off the map.
Now run along home and remember this when you leave.
You can thank me now and kiss my ass,
But if you wanna come back, cross the border you’ll pass,
And the name you got on your passport better say 'Steve.'"

Well, Harper came home with his tail ‘tween his legs.
The Yanks got the dinner, Canucks got the dregs.
Bush also got a Calgary Stampede belt buckle.
Now whenever the president does up his pants,
He thinks of Upper Canada and also New France,
And an egghead named Steve who cracked at his first taste of American knuckle.

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

Dumbass OPP Tryin' fer Another Ipperwash

Whooee! Well friends an' foes, I seen sum dumbass moves in my day. Shee-it! I even made a coupla dumbass moves myself. I'm damned if I can think of any dumbass move more dumbass than what the idjit OPP done yesterday. Let's git one thing straight. These here Six Nations fellers an' gals ain't terrists an' they weren't violent or threatenin' violence when the dumbass OPP decided t' declare war an' come stormin' in before sun-up with all sortsa weapons drawn.

The OPP numbnutses took what was a smalltime troublem an' turned inta a bigtime schmozzle, no two ways. I reckon we'll be forced t' go through all o' the selfsame bullshit we been goin' through when the OPP killed little Dudley George back in '95. That crapplola's still hittin' the fan, fer Chrissakes.

Before yesterday, these Native fellers an' gals was havin' themselves a peaceful blockade. I live purty closeby t' Caledonia an' I been keepin' an' eye on this thing since back at the end o' Febuary when the Six Nations folks sed enuff's enuff an' stopped sum bigass house developer from buildin' houses on land that got given t' the Natives way back in 1784.

Here's the dumbest part. The Confederacy was doin' sum passin' o' the peacepipe with sum gummint folks. The land they're fightin' over is a hunnert an' sum acres. The gummint was offerin' t' trade 6500 acres sumwheres else fer the hunnert an' sum at Douglas Creek. Talks was happenin'. Then the the OPP come ridin' in an' now all talks is off.

Not only that, the protesters was all peaceful before they got attacked in the middle o' the night. Now, they're burnin' down things like bridges an' they're tossin' trucks offa overpasses an' who knows what else. I'm pointin' the finger o' blame right at the dumbass OPP. Sumbuddy oughta get their dumbass fired. Police is supposed t' keep the peace. They ain't supposed t' turn non-violence inta viloence. That's the OPPosite o' what the OPP shoulda done an' whoever ordered that raid should be poundin' the pavement lookin' fer a job as a WalMarket security guard.

Back in '95 when ol' Dudley George got shot dead by the OPP, everybuddy was all confused over who was givin' the orders an' jest lately we hadta go through a bigass inquiry where everybuddy sed they wasn't responsible. I say let's start the Douglas Creek inquiry right now. Today. Ipperwash gave 'em the blueprint. It's fresh in everybuddy's mind right now. The OPP's gotta answer fer turnin' non-violence inta violence. The OPP's gotta answer fer causin' negotiations t' break down.

Nobuddy's got killed in Caledonia, yet. That's jest good luck more'n good management, sez I. Drag the OPP boss inta court. Today. Make'm tell where the orders come from. Today. If they don't get called on the carpet today, sure-as-shit sumbuddy's gonna get killed an' we'll be moanin' 'bout it fer years t' come an' the crookedass lawyers'll come out on top an' the sorryass Natives'll be scratchin' their heads wond'rin' what happened t' their land.

How 'bout Ipperwash? Did the Stony Pointers get their land back? Canajuns oughta all be hangin' our sorryass heads in shame fer the way we walked all over the First Nations who was here first. We got us a national disgrace an' we jest won't admit it. Back in the 60's when anti-Vietnam war protesters was bein' brutalized by the cops an' the TV cameras was turned on, the protesters chanted t' remind everybuddy that "the whole world is watching."

The whole world's watchin' Caledonia. The whole world's gettin' another eyeful o' how Canadee treats its First Nations aboriginal folks. If yer a Ontariariario taxpayer like ol' JimBobby, yer tax money's gettin' spent wagin' war on peaceful Natives. Yer tax money's bein' spent on a fat salary fer sum OPP boss who don't know his ass from a hole in the ground. Yer gummint's been robbin' land from the Natives fer a few hunnert years an' if yer a believer in democracy, then yer responsible fer what yer gummint does. The people - that's you an' me - are boss over the OPP an' not the other way 'round. We gotta hold these warmakers responsible an' we gotta fire their stoopid asses before sumbuddy gets shot.

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

Steve From The West - (Song, MP3 audio-boog)

Whooee! Well friends, it's been ages since I done any boogin'. I ain't got any good excuse 'cept fer plain ol' laziness. I'm hopin' t' make up fer my lack o' boog stories lately with a little song I recorded all 'bout our bran' new Pryminister Stevie Harpoon. You can download the MP3 audio boog if you jest click here.

Steve From The West

Didya ever hear tell of ol' Steve from the west,
Who thought the Conservative Party was best?
He won the election with jest enuff seats,
An' the crooked ol' Lib'ruls went down to defeat.

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

Ol' Steve sed he never would do stuff like them,
Now that he's got the initials, "P.M."
Make the gummint accountable, that's what he'll do,
But I'm won'drin' who it's accountable to.

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

The voters don't matter in Emerson's case,
He ran fer the Lib'ruls an' he won his race.
To the shock o' the voters, t' the Tories he switched.
Now, the winners is losers, thanks t' that sunnobitch.

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

Ol' Steve was a-stumpin' on Senate reform,
An unelected upper house jest ain't the norm.
As soon as he's bossman, t' the voters' dismay,
Harpoon made a Senator outta Michael Fortier.

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

Now Steve's in the engine and not the caboose,
But wouldn'tcha know, he's got an excuse,
If he don't get it done, then it's easy t' see,
The blame's on the voters fer the minority.

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

Ol' Stevie went over t' the Merkin side,
Where he an' the Bushman went on a horse ride.
Stevie got tips on supportin' the troops,
An' Georgie got someone t' buy his horse poop.

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

I hear we got troublems with another mad cow,
Steve's friendship with George'll be tested now.
Can Steve sell our cattle an' spruce two-by-fours,
Or do we keep on knock-knockin' on Georgie-boy's door?

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

We also got troublems with crime an' with guns,
Steve sez he'll get tuff an' the bad guys should run.
The shoot-em-up bad boys face incarceration,
An' to show 'em he means it, he scraps gun registration.

Well fellers an' gals, that's the end o' my song.
I hope you enjoyed it. It didn't last long.
In this here democracy, we deserve what we git,
Horsepuckey, polyticks an' plain ol' bullshit.

Singin' toorili-oorali-oorali-eh.

Once again, fellers an' gals, click right here t' getcherself an earful o' JimBobby.

Yores trooly,
JimBobby

To the Barricades!

Whooee! Well friends, we got us a bigass troublem in the democratic deficit department. Shee-it! It ain't jest a deficit. It's bankruptcy. We got us a new gummint that ain't got ant respect fer votin' Canajuns. We got us a pryminister who's thumbin' his big beak at each an' every one of us. We got us a new minster who was "obviously very disillusioned" with the Liberals, accordin' t' PeteyBoy Mackay. Horsepuckey, sez I. Emerson sez he woulda stayed a Grit if the Grit woulda won. That sure as hell don't sound like he was all disillusioned.

An' we got Stevie Wonderboy appointin' polytickle backroom boy Mikefeller Fortier t' the Senate. I thought Harpoon sed Fortier was gonna run in sum by-election soon but Fortier sez he ain't got any intention o' goin' through the hassle o' runnin' fer a seat. Hell! Why should he? Our dictator-in-chief sez this whole votin' thing don't really mean nuthin'.

Over in Ukraine a couple years back, they had a bad case o' election fraud. The voters voted one way but the gummint sed they wasn't gonna get their way. That started up a little thing called the Orange Revolution. I reckon Canajuns might needta have a Orange Revolution of our own if the HarpoonTossers don't smarten up.

Emerson's gotta resign. He's outta touch with reality. He can try his luck in a by-election. I'm not bettin' on him.

Fortier's gotta run in a by-election. I wouldn't bet on him, neither.

Pallister's gotta come clean on his expenses an' whether he's been usin' the wrong money fer fundin' his provincial leadership campaign.

O'Conner's gotta smooth sum feathers in the lobbyist-as-minister department.

Harpoon's gotta tell Canajuns he's sorry as hell he din't pay any attention t' what they voted fer an' he's gonna start doin' all the clean an' different changifyin' he sed he was gonna do.

If Harpoon won't set up an' notice when there's thousands o' Canajun signatures on multiple petitions then the onliest thing left is fer democracy-lovin' Canucks t' take t' the streets. Let's give 'em till Spring springs in Ottywa.

Yores trooly,
JimBobby