If you’re an average white person in Canada or the U.S. you’re highly unlikely to meet a racist. You can probably squeeze all the Nazis in America into a very small football stadium (FBI estimates 6,000 nationwide). In Canada they’d likely fit into one of those stretch TTC streetcars. But sheltered Toronto boutique liberals or Hollywood toffs see racists everywhere.

It’s touching that earnest types in government think they’ll get mentally ill people to forgo purchasing a gun when they can’t even get mentally ill people to not sleep on the sidewalks. What they’ll discover is that earlier liberal policies stand in the way of their well-meaning plans.

Remember, Kavanaugh was being savaged as a sexual psychopath, a gang rapist, a binge drinker— all of which turned out to be Michael Avenatti libels or third-hand remembrances from decades past or pimped-up yellow journalism from Ronan Farrow in The New Yorker.

Sanders, meanwhile, was being quizzed on a simple policy question.

It is beyond dispute that the United States has entered DEFCON 4 insanity. The culture war over Hillary Clinton blowing the 2016 election has produced a cavalcade of nonsense unrelated to the real functioning of the most powerful nation on earth. Robert Mueller’s damp squib appearance aside, America needs an intervention.

From the moment Karl Marx penned his famous screed against capitalism in the mid 19th century to the present day, neither rain nor snow nor dark of night has prevented the opponents of market forces from their quest to rid the world of capitalism.

Joe Biden has not been listening to Elton John. Had his iTunes always included “Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word” Slow Joe would have had no need to be begging forgiveness since the first Democratic debates.

It’s hard to say which demise was more predictable: Andrew Scheer fumbling away the Conservatives’ polling lead going into the fall election or CBC’s reworked The National frittering away the audience ratings left them by Peter Mansbridge.

With trans-sexual outrage now losing its sizzle for scandal, inquiring minds want to know what the frontier holds in the form of progressive media scolding. What is the next grievance group that will be cleansed by the sunlight of liberal advocacy? And how will the majority in society be made to suffer for their (alleged) treatment?

The prime minister of record forced himself before the microphones Tuesday to tell a waiting nation that he and his impeccably woke circle of savants has suddenly made the connection between completing the Trans Mountain Pipeline and Canada’s prosperity. “You now, we might put some people to work this way!”

The new HBO drama Chernobyl is a curious thing. Not for its content. The tragedy of how the nuclear reactor in the Ukrainian city blew up in April of 1986 is a harrowing documentation of the institutional corruption that allowed it. 

“I think there’s a lot of people more concerned about being precisely, factually, and semantically correct than about being morally right.” That’s the ubiquitous Congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio Cortez speaking her “truth”. This received wisdom about feelings over facts is the latest rhetorical arrow in the progressive quiver. 

This subtle invocation of the quid pro quo came to mind as the government of Justin Trudeau announced the panelists who would decide how to divvy the $660 million his government is planning to deliver to struggling media in this country. Many are likely to be direct recipients of the graft.

It is considered an anomaly. In this highly secular age, where people seem to have abandoned organized religion, an entire segment of godless society has immersed itself in a virtuous crusade to right wrongs, seek harmony and excommunicate non-believers in the pursuit of purity. 

Had Justin Trudeau turned the Liberal brand in Canada into a dead parrot? And, in doing so, has he vaulted the Green Party into a permanent fixture in the country’s politics?

Aristotle insisted that a good education was necessary for younger people, because the deliberative process can be so difficult. But what did he know? He wore a bed sheet.

This week’s Senate appearance by U.S. attorney general Bill Barr represent the Democrats’ final chance to pick over the bones of the Mueller Inquiry into Russian collusion. Democrats running for the 2020 presidential nomination posed, Republicans smug with Trump’s vindication deposed and Barr generally amused himself batting away the faux outrage.

In the pantheon of limp virtue-seeking missles, surely this past week’s purging of Kate Smith from the public square has to be a ranker. In case you were passed out on Easter chocolate, the details are as follows:

The Alberta election has ended, and Jason Kenney has won a decisive— if not crushing— majority for his new United Conservative Party. However you parse it, by getting over 50 percent of the votes he’s received a decisive mandate to negotiate on behalf of the economically crippled province. The bomb bay doors have swung open.

The stunning revelation from U.S. attorney general William Barr that, yes Virginia, someone was spying on the the Donald Trump presidential campaign produced a spasm of incredulity from America’s heirloom media. 

Grammy nominated rapper/ entrepreneur Nipsey Hussle (born Ermias Ashgedom) was gunned down in cold blood in front of his clothing store in Los Angeles on Sunday. L.A. police say they have detained a suspect, who is also black, in the shooting.