The one thing most Europeans agree on is their loathing of the USA. The arrogant, spoiled children of the universe… ill informed, bigoted and stupid people. However, the blessed Yank made good movies, from time to time, so we tolerated them. Even so there were two things that continued to irk. 1) The attitude that they won, for us, both World Wars on their own and ignoring the fact that their money played the larger part in this endeavour. Then there is number Two; Constant reference to their president as the leader of the free world. That more than anything rankled the ruff.

I now live in North America and for the longest time that reference continued to bother me as the supreme U.S. arrogance. Logic later suggested to me that this was no idle claim I came to believe this to be true. Well, until 2016 I believed the claim.

If they want to continue with this notion then clearly we all need to have the vote; a say in who straddles the pink podium. I dont really like being governed by someone I have no opportunity to vote for. This I now see as the free world’s opportunity to pay back the U.S. for all their “altruistic” generosity. Obviously they need all the help they can get, 2016 is testament to that fact.

The recently aired episode of Game Of Thrones is totally in keeping with the way twists and turns that have run throughout the entire series. 

The bast laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men Gang Aft A-Gley. 

All the signs were there that this was how it would go down. If I could see it, and I am the worst at solving shows before the final credits, then everyone else should have seen it too. I am embarrassed that fellow fans would complain and heap derision upon writers and directors. One has to ask how it is that such a fantastically written and directed show could suddenly tank in the last episodes? The answer is “It does not.” negative comments and whining come from supercilious arseholes that think they know better.

Painful though episode 5 was, in its barbarity, I think it was quite true to how often life goes a-Gley.  Hollywood endings are fantasy life is cruel because people are cruel.

I would offer kudos to the writers for resisting the urge to wave the stars and stripes over a happy ending; war is never happy even for the victors.

Let me say right at the outset that I do not disapprove of top executives earning a hefty paycheque. Greater responsibility does demand a higher salary of this there is no question. But 16 million for such as Carlos Ghosen is pure greed. Even more so when said Exec is arrested for alleged embezzlement.

I think even a million is too much for anyone but “What the hey” I would not complain. On the other hand perhaps I should, indeed perhaps we all should? Look to our own back yard and discover that even in sane sensible Canada Top Dogs (With additional bonuses) leach away over 80 million dollars. Ghosen’s salary now sounds like chicken feed. All this sounds a lot like the petty whinging of the peasants. If there is no criminal activity; or if prices are not inflated to support the bloodsuckers; why should we care? Go deeper into the pile and discover that, in Canada, an emergency surgeon only earns $314k per year. Now tell me that executives are worth their salaries.

When I was very young we lived in an area of my home town that saw a lot of traffic. Cars bumper to bumper awaiting their turn to take the next turn left of right. I stood not much above the belching fumes of rattling dripping exhaust pipes. It was disgusting and always made me feel nauseous.

I recall, quite plainly, a day when I was out walking with my Grandmother and the fumes were especially strong. I asked Nan where all the exhaust went. She paused a moment then said “Well, up into the sky of course.”

I too paused then added “But Nan; what happens when the sky gets full.”

“Oh dont be silly Kevin that will never happen.”

An adult had called me silly ergo my thoughts were automatically put on hold. I never really thought about it not even during the sixties when people complained about pollution. Perhaps in the back of my mind I was now deeming them as silly as I had once been. Years later we began to speak of Global warming and what it was doing to the planet. I remembered my conversation with Nan and now we have “Climate Change”. The evidence is clear, we are destroying the planet. Yet all the right wing fanatics, on all fronts, still believe their grandmothers. In Canada the simple minded are campaigning for election and promising to undo all liberal green policies.

Dear idiots open your eyes lean how to read and assess evidence “The Sky is” after all “Filling up.”

It is amazing how long it takes humanity to learn the lessons we need to progress. Yet even more ludicrous is the speed at which we forget these lessons . In example a quick scan through history will verify what a festering heap of undeserving idiots humanity really is.

I have been planning to start a new Wicks thing…Camping. Yeah you heard it here first your lovely Wicks has lost his effing marbles and is becoming a camper. Fortunately I have elected to participate in this onerous pastime when the majority of pioneering has already been done in the wicked wastelands of Canada. All I will have to worry about is where does the nearest Tim Hortons live? Anyway the point of dragging you along this nightmarish road is I now have to fund expedition equipment i.e. tent, butler and in house/tent chef that sort of thing. As a result I have been Trawling (Not trolling) around assorted suppliers. Usual disappointments prevail but that is not the point of noteworthiness. Nearly every purveyor of quality goods proclaims, as a virtue of using X Y or Z store, that in store pick-up is as free as delivery.

I just did some checking on my hometown ( Watford FC) football team (That is soccer to the philistines among you.) I have not done this any time during my 36 years in the great Canadian wilderness.) To my surprise that team I faithfully trekked to support at home games when I was eight years old has magically elevated themselves from mediocre to mega stars. Not only that they are combatants in this years FA cup quarter finals. Holy crap! who would have guessed it and to think I wasted so much time worrying about the Ottawa bloody Senators Hockey fiasco ; or to use their real name The Ottawa Wankers. Back to real stars for me.

Christmas is a fabulous time of year and has nothing at all to do with gift giving or that pesky religion thing. For me the warmth extends into February, it is still winter and my birthday hides out here.

With February’s glitter on new laid snow I tend to feel warm magical things. So, for me, it is kind of sad when February ends. I can sense spring clamoring on the horizon with its brash muddy noise. Disney bunnies are a chirping and soft fluffy budgies hop from flower to flower. Its a nightmare and no one notices the vanishing of the beautiful month…looking forward to leap year.

During the hour or so that I waited for my car to enjoy an oil change I watched a courtesy TV. A panel of debaters were decrying Trump naming him all kinds of treasonous scum sucking swill hogs. Now it is hard not to agree with these people but the heart is growing weary of listening to the endless tripe bandied about by pundits and prolls the world over.

Now here is the point of this new blog entry: the creature has been president for almost two years now and no one has seriously challenged his right to have his pimply backside on the oval throne.

Why is he not on unemployment? Why have the good old Americans, that so love the rebel, not ousted the fool. I do not advocate any physical harm on the imbecile but hey, enough is enough. Hand the idiot his pink slip and a one way ticket to Moscow. 

No more jokes people get rid of the man. It is not the American way to be abused by a tyrant.