Let Me Say This About That

As the days fly by and the headlines of insanity mount on my "to rant-about" list, I find myself laden with things to get off my chest. I'm just too busy to fire my fodder at every turn, so there's a tendency for things to build up.

Here, then.. are some scattered thoughts as I purge my sphincter in the direction of the ididotic and those that reside within its domain.

Paul Coffin, contrary to the judge's reasoning at sentencing, was not a first-time offender. Every time he cooked an invoice, it was a criminal act. Now go back and f#%king count 'em up again.

David Dingwall and his Royal Canadian Mint staff racked up a whopping $740,000 in office expenses, including $130,000 dollars in foreign and domestic travel, $14,000 in meals and $11,000 in hospitality. It was almost as if they were printing the f$%king money right there!!!!

The federal government doled out over $400,000 to dead people last year! ... like it'll do them any good! From the same story, we dished out $10,000 to 2 prison inmates because their prison transfers were messed up. "I'm sorry, we forgot that you asked for an ensuite with a south-easterly exposure and you're the one with the privacy entrance and the plasma tv!"

Svend Robinson is about to answer the $64,000 question. He's about to declare again... I mean about running for election, silly. Let's see how the voters reward this one. Everybody sing: "This diamond ring doesn't shine for me anymore"......

And, from the department of "Poor, Poor, Pitiful ME!!"... Paul Martin said the sponsorship scandal has been hard on politicians! As expected, not a peep about how hard it's been on the taxpayers or relations with Quebec. If you listen very closely, you'll hear the last plop of sh%t that I could possibly give about Paul Martin.

Now, FLUSH!

(Hmmmm... seems to be a toilet theme, today!)