Saw
this in the comment section of The Globe and Mail. Pretty funny.
“They
say this cat Harper is a bad mother
Shut your mouth!
I'm talkin' 'bout Harper.
Then we can dig it!
He's a complicated man
But no one understands him but his woman”
Shut your mouth!
I'm talkin' 'bout Harper.
Then we can dig it!
He's a complicated man
But no one understands him but his woman”
(appropriated
from Isaac Hayes - Theme From Shaft Lyrics)
This
Harper dude is definitely as fictional as John Shaft. No one could
be that... bad? The Conservative Party of Canada installed a
fabricated hambone, played by Stephen Harper, as leader of their
revenge on the liberal policies which have blessed Canada in the
hearts and minds of nations all around the world. It took years of
training and brainwashing to enable an understudy to consistently
spew the rhetoric involved in subverting the aims and desires of us
average Canadians, and to totally vaporize any good will bestowed
upon us by the world's citizenry.
They
found him in an oil company's mail room and jumped up and down and
said “ We found our chump, he'll be perfect”. They set him up
with a few investments which panned out to make him think he was
genius and voila, an abductee pilfered from magnanimous Upper Canada
as no Albertan could possibly be so becoming to the liberaly
impaired.
To
use the actors real name as the rallying cry was a real brain
stormer. They pampered him, and coddled him till he became so
pompous that his catechistic delusions of leading the corporate
barons in conquering first Canada and then the world became a
textbook case of domineering schizophrenia. Beholden to no one it
becomes obvious that he is controlled by hypnotic suggestion to
unquestioningly proliferate the biddings of his masters.
It
will be an interesting day when he loses office. Will his mind
disintegrate? Will his body return to the mail room? Will his cat
still recognize him? As my good wife says, “I don't care if he
wears green underwear”.
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