March to 2010 Begins...

Dec 19 2017, 11:47 am


As the Olympic festivities that were bestowed upon us from the god of Olympus himself Jacques Rogge began, another band of merry men and women began their own delusional quest. A quest bestowed upon them by old man Whistlin’ Whiskey Jack.
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From Victory Square to the Olympic Clock the masked menaced marched. Oh boy did they march and it ended up with a glorious resounding thud. Yes, the inevitable occurred people, they chose to vandalize the Olympic Clock with a paintball. Yawn… how original, that comes out of taxpayers wallets you know, but I highly doubt you have any regard for that.

They burned flags, wore masks, hurled slurs and it was all for naught. You see the public has now become immune to your childish ways. The shock value no longer exists. They see how you parade around town with covered faces, perhaps in fear that your neighbour will recognize you and call you out for the asshat that you are.

They see that you are merely mindless drones that have been brainwashed by the likes of the APC and other spin-offs of the poverty industry clowns.

You want to make a difference, start a foundation to help the working poor. Build them a house. Clothe them, feed them and nurture them. After all you seem to to “truly” care about the plight of the poor. Come on, there seems to be enough of you out there that care, right? Or perhaps you are just upset that you have no athletic ability and thus you’re jealous of the Olympians. Or perhaps you resent the rich or perceived rich because they live a lifestyle that you can’t attain because you choose not to work.

Whatever the case may be, we just don’t care any more. I must say at least you didn’t make any kids cry this time, oh wait it was at night so the kids were at home safe and sound. Oh well there always next time.

DH Vancouver StaffDH Vancouver Staff

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