So if Vladimir Putin is what the West deserves what does it say about the West today? It says they’re in the basement watching Netflix after leaving the front door open and giving the burglars a map to where they hide the family jewels.

Make no mistake, the past three weeks were about one thing for MSM journos: covering #PMJT’s fatal error in underestimating the Convoy movement. Everything— enlisting media, inventing alt-right threats, false flags and now martial law— was to protect his leadership and reputation with his globalist cousins.

The Covid-19 pandemic has not been about law or truth or the virus itself. The issue has been the inability of our vaunted healthcare— pride of the nation— to deal with the surge produced in 2020 and 2021. Despite assurances from politicians, administrators and media, it collapsed, causing the deaths of tens of thousands who didn’t have Covid at all.

On Trudeau’s behalf Family Compact Media want you to hit the protesters. Hit them hard. Drive them off the streets. Get the law to take their fuel and hotel rooms. Because we can’t let these… things.. make light of us with their impertinence and flannel shirts!

The media fail to see the ground shifting beneath them. The privilege of defining the world from downtown Ottawa— a privilege they’ve assumed for decades— is ending. Talking to your NIMBY friends is not reporting. As Tucker Carlson noted, the truckers are the messengers, but the crowds supporting them across the nation are the new reality.

People sre quaking in fear of an impending truck armada from the West. Whom to trust? Hence the vulnerability and hopelessness in so much of pop culture. And the stigmatizing of traditional strength and self confidence. “Thank you for your service” to military and health workers is a compliment but also a recognition how far much of society has drifted from the notion of personal risk and sacrifice.

Younger generations who are far less vulnerable to the Covid virus are tired of being participants in the psycho-dramas of aging the Boomers and their death phobia. They’ve reached their end. They now flock to clubs, arenas and stadiums to see their friends. They know some of them will get sick, but 99.99 percent of them will be fine even if infected

In March of 2020, the Democratic Party was dead in the water. Despite three years of Impeachment Theatre, RussiaGate inquiries, SCOTUS witch-hunts and the assault by Hollywood/ mainstream media on #OrangeManBad, the Dems were facing the likelihood that Donald Trump would win a second term in November 2020. Then the political gods gifted the party with Covid-19 in February 2020.

People wonder where all this wack-a-doodle Wokeness comes from, and why so fast. Well, we’ve been running this hustle on Canadian and American university campuses for a generartion now. Trying out the moves, seeing which boycotts work best on timorous college administrators, etc. So you see it’s been just a short jump from destroying the independence of professors to destroying the independence of news gathering.

Nuclear inferno is so out for Doomsday fans. Plague is in. In the second year of the Covid Conflagration flammable object (virus) met accelerant (media fear mongering). In the words of researcher/ author Heather Mac donald? “The media want you to believe that everyone around you is scared out of his mind, and thus you should be, too.” It worked. Catatonia is king. Usual Suspects monitored the media-generated hysteria in 2021.

Now the desired videos of a beaming Chairman Xi will have to be with other compliant athletes. With the wild card of governmental Omicron panic there may yet be withdrawals of other high-profile athletes before the Games begins. We can only hope. If those withdrawals get to be too much some has suggested delaying the entire event for a year so nations can get past the current hysteria.

With Joe Biden’s health crumbling and Kamala as popular as scrofula , the Bernie Bros see a chance to seize power before the midterms send them back to Devil’s Island. Since Trump and FOX are mostly inert to the public now new definitions of those to their right must be constructed. People in on the game at the start— liberals, camp followers, media shills— now find themselves the targets. Smug appeasers who thought they had immunity for scolding the right suddenly find themselves the hunted.

When did people lose their sense of humour? How did satire expire? As this video shows, Bob Dole and Saturday Night Live both had a sense of humour about themselves in 1996, making fun of Dole’s presidential defeat and Norm MacDonald’s impersonation of him. When Dole died last week only one side had retained their sense of humour. And it was not @SNL.

Nursing a nasty heroin addiction as the band starts recording, Lennon is starting the slow-motion breakdown that leads to his later incarnations as Ghandi, Gene Vincent, Randall McMurphy and finally martyred Jesus figure. He can’t concentrate on anything for more that a few minutes. He wants Phil Spector, the Rasputin of rock, to produce the album. He wants Allen Klein to mange Apple, their creative company. He wants Yoko to sing. Eventually it all gets to be too much for the other Beatles.

The new reality is class— a generation of educated guilt-ridden whites, many in the knowledge, government or media industries. Their Woke opinions are like the electric cars, private schools, summer cottages, pink pussy hats and other trappings they accumulate to cement their superior status. The distinctive feature of the new journalism— entrenched by the Trump tenure— is to flatter these people by punching down on lesser educated whites for their gullibility and lack of class consciousness.

Had Martin Luther attended the failed Glasgow COP26 conference he would instantly recognize the similarities to the Reformation (and probably be nailing his theses on the door of Al Gore’s limo.) Like the 16th-century Church these UN climate priests of holy Gaia hold your almighty soul over the rotisserie of guilt. If there’s a more corrupt hustle than selling indulgences to heaven it’s selling relief from climate catastrophe.

Like Bill Murray’s character Phil Conners, I was destined to live the same time over and over till I got it right with the people I met in Calgary. Replacing Toronto/ CBC data in my brain with an appreciation of the people I now met took time. Not everything in Calgary was perfect. Not everything from Toronto was worth abandoning. But I found myself liking the authenticity of the West, the determination of the people to pursue a goal, the long line of purple mountains to the west as my plane would bring me back after assignments. (Nothing can make me like the weather.)

Winsome Sears sketched a different America from the racist one loathed by limousine liberals in Hollywood and New York. “We can live where we want, we can eat where we want. We own the water fountains … I am living proof. In case you haven’t noticed, I am black, and I have been black all my life, but that’s not what this is about.”

If Woke virtue were a stock it would be running neck-and-neck with Tesla (currently valued at $1 T.) And virtue logic says that you, the unvaxxed, must protect me, the pious, by taking needles like a junkie when told to do so by Joe Biden, who can’t remember Long Beach, Ca., is where all the container ships are.

The city of Calgary this week elected the first woman mayor in its history. This is a source of great satisfaction to those locals who cringe at Calgary’s image as part buckaroo/ part bitumen cowboy. The fact that Jyoti Gondek is of Punjabi origin only deepens the sense of accomplishment for the urban elite of Calgary. “Look what we’ve done, world! Woman! Punjabi! Now we can hold up our heads in polite society.”