Good News Canada Fourth Best At Bringing About Climate Change

/ Tuesday, December 7, 2010 /
I've never been so proud to have been conceived on the land mass commonly known as Canada. According to the CBC Canadians are the fourth in the race to bring about climate change. Only Saudia Arabia, Kazakhstan and Australia are doing more. But I'm sure with Fearless Leader showing us the way and if we all pull together as a team I won't have to shovel in no time and we'll finally be able to discover that allusive northwest passage. So don't forget to warm up your car a good long time before you get in, it's the little things that count and add up to fun in the sun. It's all a big illusion to think we can fix it now so if we are all going to hell in a thermal heatwave we might as well enjoy the ride.

The Calgary police are investigating the comments of Tom Flanagan, who said that Julian Assange  should be assassinated.

Suicide bombers killed fifty people in Pakistan attending a meeting to create a militia to fight the Taliban.

Enough news its all bad, off hand this is the only song a could think of that mentions snow that doesn't include elves,rain dear and such.

Can't have Little Feat with out Lowell and it's the perfect hot coco after shovelling song.

Some kind of Metaphor I think.

The lyrics or an abridged section I was going to put the whole song but I forgot how many lines there are so throw a stone to find a link.

"Throwing Stones"
Words by John Perry Barlow; music by Bob Weir

Picture a bright blue ball, just spinning, spinnin free,
Dizzy with eternity.
Paint it with a skin of sky,
Brush in some clouds and sea,
Call it home for you and me.
A peaceful place or so it looks from space,
A closer look reveals the human race.
Full of hope, full of grace
Is the human face,
But afraid we may lay our home to waste....

Commissars and pin-stripe bosses
Roll the dice.
Any way they fall,
Guess who gets to pay the price.
Money green or proletarian gray,
Selling guns 'stead of food today.

So the kids they dance
And shake their bones,
And the politicians throwin' stones,
Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Heartless powers try to tell us
What to think.
If the spirit's sleeping,
Then the flesh is ink

History's page will thus be carved in stone.
And we are here, and we are on our own....




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