Category Archives: Canadian Counterpunch

Canada’s gift

Posted on April 18, 2012 by Sabina Becker

It’s been thirty years this week since Pierre Trudeau brought our Constitution over from England, and appended our Charter of Rights and Freedoms to it. Cause for celebration? Definitely, and especially in light of this: “Could it be that Canada … Continue reading →

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Harpo go home! (and smarten the fuck up already)

Posted on April 17, 2012 by Sabina Becker

First, a little music to set the mood: Ah, that was lovely. Now, the story: Prime Minister Stephen Harper and his wife Laureen were awakened by a major earthquake as they overnighted in Chile’s capital of Santiago. Buildings shook throughout … Continue reading →

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This house is clear!

Posted on April 15, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Can you feel that, buddy? Huh? Huh?? Huh??? I have exorcised the demons! Well, actually, my BFF did it. Saved my luddite ass, as usual. He’s the one who helped me get rid of the odious bumper sticker of Those … Continue reading →

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It’s shit like this…

Posted on April 14, 2012 by Sabina Becker

…that confirms to me that the Progressive Bloggers aggregator has aggregated just a little too much unprogressive gunk. Or, as Pale would put it, they were so open-minded that their brains leaked out. And this is what took the place … Continue reading →

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Who needs an editor? Not Fidel…

Posted on April 12, 2012 by Sabina Becker

…but the unnamed snotball who wrote this for the Canadian Press? Oh yes. Look, CP presstitute-person, whoever you are, hiding behind your tradition of unsigned editorial cowardice…I understand that you may not like Fidel Castro, but it’s still a fact … Continue reading →

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Dear Harper Government™: Fuck You. Love, Quebec.

Posted on April 5, 2012 by Sabina Becker

And thanks so much for forgetting the Montréal Massacre, too. It only took you bastards 23 years to set us collectively back half a century. Bray-fucking-vo. Meanwhile, les Québécois(es) se souviennent: On a day the government fulfilled a long-standing goal … Continue reading →

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I’ll just leave this right here

Posted on March 22, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Apparently this is the poster for a cancer-research benefit match. And yes, that is Justin “Just Watch Me” Trudeau in the upper right-hand corner! I could make all kinds of naughty puns about this, but I think I’ll just say … Continue reading →

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The poutine thickens.

Posted on March 21, 2012 by Sabina Becker

And look! There’s a Spanish fly in it: RackNine, the Edmonton company that suspect “Pierre Poutine” used to send voters to the wrong polling locations, is operated by Edmonton businessman Matt Meier, with the help of Rick McKnight, who is … Continue reading →

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I got my ballot, I got my Orange Crush.

Posted on March 21, 2012 by Sabina Becker

Peggy Nash, here’s lookin’ at you.

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Why Stephen Harper stole our elections

Posted on February 28, 2012 by Sabina Becker

I have a terrible confession to make, kiddies: I feel absolutely no pity or sorrow for Stephen Fucking Harper, now that his chickens are finally coming to roost after more than 20 years. Yeah, I know that the man has … Continue reading →