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Under Gord’s Moon
when the rain comes down
when with a little courage
and determination
maybe some grace, too
you could swim in a parking lot
pothole oceans
cracked pavement streams
through the mist and the drizzle
melancholy tosses an unseen tsunami
when the clouds deluge the land
when foundations turn to muck
liquefy and join the flow
nothing like being at one with the crowd
my thoughts are flooded
my landed reality doused
have I a right to this abyss
I didn’t really know you
somehow you knew me
rain storm to a nautical disaster
each drop a monsoon
throwing crested rapiers
with devil may care
cutting, seeping through
sinking my defences
dissolving my paper bag hull
washing away sanity
within the surge
then your finger starts to wiggle
and landscapes emerge
a bittersweet vista, for sure
but come now, all you bunch of dancers
you ship-wrecked Canadian surfers
only when you let the clouds clear
and the sun come out again
can you also have a morning moon
look up; now you’re under Gord’s Moon
Okay, all you rock music lovers, Prepare to realize your favorite band can only ever be second best.
( I know that one was a bit country but so is rock and roll. Still not convinced of the brilliance... keep listening. You will be.)
Alas, the most well-recognized Canadian is not a member of the Tragically Hip. It is a scoundrel of a man, with admittedly good hair.
He's donned black face countless times and then sees fit to label Canadians who refused to allow themselves to be experimented on, with a poorly-tested and rapidly developed, novel genetic treatment, as racists.
He fires a highly-gifted First Nations justice minister, Jody Wilson-Raybould, for having the scruples and the courage to say 'no' to him, refusing to break the law, and call us misogynists.
He ignores relative risk and adverse reactions and allows a coerced medication to claim the lives of children, who just wanted to play hockey, and calls us unscientific. Continues to promote a treatment that will undoubtedly kill some more children who would have never succumbed to C-19. A treatment that does not prevent transmission.
https://twitter.com/gbrangela/status/1596998092053544960
He spouts bold-faced lies to the Emergencies Act Commission, and our Establishment media backs him up. Lauds his performance. He pays their wages and keeps them afloat. He has turned our beloved CBC into lying state-media. Gavlit. Turned citizens against each other and cultivated a chronic state of stress and fear.
It's an endless emergency for the people ... LISTEN
From until it's no longer fun
To that's no longer relevant.
From until we're no longer one
To that's no longer permanent.
From the last survivors of those terms
To the bona-fide embodiment
Of an endless emergency
Without end.
You may be fooled into thinking he is a caring man, just working at doing his best for his fellow Canadians. Misunderstood and misrepresented by all us misinformation purveyors. I mean look at him; so well dressed, so soft spoken ... and the consensus, the consensus.
Never has there been such a consensus in science. Yep ... NEVER.
https://twitter.com/elonmusk/status/1597291218714906626
You may have seen this beautiful photo of him dressed in black, paying tribute to the James Creek Cree Nation ... it is a beautiful photo. But don't be fooled. He is not paying respects; you have to have respect first to pay it. No man that lies like he does to his fellow citizens has an iota of respect for them. Respect does not co-exist with dishonesty and manipulation.
https://twitter.com/PrydePoet/status/1597299829163823105
He chose to go hatless while members of the James Creek Cree Nation, men and women undoubtedly more rugged than he could ever dream of being, wisely bundled up, top to bottom. It's not glamorous, but always wise to respect the Canadian prairie wind chill.
But globalist pantomime and lies don't allow for hat hair.
As antidote to the calumny that tumbles out of our Prime Minister and his sycophant's mouths like Socratic hemlock, I offer up the words and harmonies of one of my favourite Canadians, a man who spoke gently and with care and meant it. We know ... because we also felt it.
Gordon Downie's death brought a nation to tears, with grief, but also endless appreciation. When he spoke up for truth and reconciliation, he meant it. Despite facing the physical and mental decline of brain cancer, he spent his last days and strength working for truth and reconciliation; and not simply virtue signalling over it for votes.
Canadians will love Gord for all of remembrance even if he had spent his last days doing little more than humming old favourites. He had already given so much to Canada with his art and superb stage presence. His quiet humility when off-stage.
He didn't need the press. He did what he knew to be right and true, and he did not do it for self-gain.
Justin Trudeau does not speak for Canada. He does not.
https://twitter.com/itsTim_eh/status/1489352037280235525
It is our poets, Lightfoot, Coburn, and Cohen; our writers, Montgomery, Laurence, and Atwood. It is the darkly winsome and raw voice of Gordon Downie, who with his pen and artistic authenticity truly united a nation under love and kinship. Under Courage.
True Canadians, in all our infinite hues and traditions, are defined by our kinship and courage. Strength and Authenticity. Willing to speak what needs to be spoken even if it is unpopular. Willing to do what needs to be done even if it's difficult. It is not uncommon for us show the Way, to find the most peaceful path to change, not always, only metaphorically trudging through deep snow and cold to ease the way for those that follow.
https://twitter.com/realmonsanto/status/1596924411172786177
May it be we can widen that path with an overflowing love and respect for each other; our strength and courage. Honk Honk.
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Under Gord's Moon is published in Monsters, Avatars & Angels.
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