That mannikin Justin Trudeau or, as I think of him, the most brain damaged and least masculine of the Olsen Triplets
has declared war on the normal people of Canada. And in case it escapes the notice of normal people in Canada their status as adults is at stake. The American Right has already surrendered any pretense of being considered adults when we allowed Dementia Joe to occupy the White House and sniff adolescent girls and speak in tongues during press conferences. But at least we can point to the fact that the Democrats have taken possession of the US military with its thousands of megatons of nuclear destructive potential and drone strike capability.
What can Justin Trudeau wield? He’s got several thousand men wearing Dudley Do-Right costumes
and some snow plows. It seems to me the truckers in Canada are supremely positioned to shock the anglosphere by telling Trudeau to stick it where the sun don’t shine. If truck drivers even just stopped delivering fuel for vehicles and heating life as we know it would cease to exist in the Great White North. In case any Americans forget it’s frikkin’ cold up there. Within days everything would grind to a halt and cannibalism would become commonplace. It would be an arctic version of The Road Warrior.
So my Canadian brethren, don’t let us down. Strike a blow for freedom and send that twig boy packing to some sex reassignment clinic where they can try to turn him into a proper woman instead of the tutti-frutti spectacle he currently is. And you’ll get your country back too. Not a bad fringe benefit.


Justin, the spawn of Castro and every bit the same dictator. Kudos to the truckers. I believe they will stand firm. They’re real people with real spines unlike many of the establishment types.
I hope they do. But those bastards have brought a lot of pressure to bear. Jail, confiscation of money and property. Just the same as our dictators.
“speak in tongues” That really made me laugh…
He makes it easy. He’s hopeless. I can only imagine by 2024 how he’d do in a debate. It would be all, ” you know, you know, the thing.