To better understand what’s happening in a small part of the wide world in which we all live, we need to do two things.
First, we
need to imagine a fictitious scene that will analogize what goes on in real
life. Second, we need to recall the event that took place years ago in a zoo
somewhere in the United States of America.
In the
first case, a young monkey that was continually provided with toys and taught
how to play with them for maximum joy and entertainment, finds himself locked
alone inside the room where the buttons to launch the nuclear missiles are
located. There is no communication between the inside and outside of the room thus,
the monkey finds himself at the mercy of the voices inside his head, of the
people that used to tell him what to do. To give himself maximum joy and
entertainment, the monkey jogs everything that attracts his attention on the
consol of the war room. And once in a while he comes close to pushing the
button we were told will cause a devastating Nuclear Winter.
In the
second case, recall the time when a young human boy on a trip to the zoo, fell
into the enclosure that’s meant to keep the human visitors and the animal
inmates apart. The ape grabbed the boy’s hand, pulled him into the nearby pool
of water and started swigging him back and forth as he would a toy. It took a
drastic action by the attending humans to free the boy from the clutches of the
ape, and return him to his parents before he got injured or killed.
What’s that
all about?
It’s about
the monkey Prime Minister that’s in charge of governing Canada. He is the
lightweight Justin Trudeau, son of the pretentious Pierre Elliott Trudeau who
was himself a Prime Minister of Canada. Pierre was a playful man as well as a
political animal. Growing up while continually immersed to his eyeballs in
those two influences, Justin blended the two in the most destructive manner.
Unfortunately, he ran to become Prime Minister and won on the strength of the
name he inherited. Thus, while in office, he treated all things and played with
them like toys given him to play with for joy and entertainment.
Being the
unlucky guy that I am, fate chose me to be the one whose life the Trudeaus have
viewed, and continue to view as being a toy create for them to play with and enjoy
like a game by which they can be continually entertained; and do so oblivious
of the consequences that result from the ill-advised actions they commit where
they are not needed, as well as the inactions where duty calls on them to
intervene but they never do.
It has been
almost a year (since December 24, 2022) that I went public on this blog to
advise the world and Justin Trudeau of the personal holocaust under which I have
been living for 55 years (20,000 days,) and asked for compensation to relieve
me of my pain and anguish, as well as help me procure and carry on with an
assisted living I must pay for.
I was
robbed of my entire adult life by the Trudeaus, and when so informed, the first
impulse by which Justin Trudeau responded to me and to the world, was to ask us
— by his actions, inactions, decisions and body language — to turn the whole
thing into a game we can all play, enjoy and be entertained.
Since this
is like the monkey that cannot differentiate between an innocent act that is entertaining,
and one that is so criminal, it leads to the slow-motion murder of the innocent
— the world was horrified and so remains whereas Justin Trudeau proves himself to
be incapable of understanding why the world wants him to end the game he is
playing, and strive to rise intellectually above the level of monkeys.
All the while, Canada sinks deeper every day into the cesspool that the Canadian Jewish Congress has constructed to swallow the country, thus benefit an Israel that developed a system by which to feed on the spoils, the way that magots feed on the corpses whose deaths they cause.