Happy Dominion Farking Day

Okay, so it's Dominion Day, which means, I suppose, it's time for the obligatory Jingoist, "I love Canada post." Fuck that. This country sucks. Even worse, this province (Ontario) sucks. "Happy Dominion Day?" On the day that lying crapweasel McGuinty piles another thousand bucks onto my tax bill? No, I don't think so.

Anyhoo, before getting to what I actually want to write about, to all you people calling Canada "The greatest country in the world," and I do hear that several times a year, I say to you all a hearty FUCK OFF.

Canada may once have been great. Canada certainly once had great potential. Then Canada had the late, unlamented and never to be sufficiently cursed Pierre fucking Eliot fucking Trudeau. Whatever greatness we might have had, whatever greatness we might have achieved, was promptly flushed straight down the shitter. Take any measure of greatness you care to name, and Canada AIN'T number one.

Fuck, great countries do not rename their national holidays. Independence day, unchanged in 234 years, Bastille Day, unchanged in 221 years. Dominion Day, renamed illegally in 1982 under the auspices of, you guessed it, the late, unlamented and never to be sufficiently cursed Pierre fucking Eliot fucking Trudeau.

Great countries do not willy nilly replace their flags with a trademark created in the image of the political party in power (hint, the fucker is red, and the fucking Liberals think of themselves as Canada's "natural governing party"). Hell, great countries don't have "natural governing parties," banana republics do. And great countries do not consider themselves great because of socialist bullshit passed by the likes of PET's rancid piece of shit predecessor, Lester Pearson. You know, the guy who, in addition to foisting that stupid fucking "flag" on us, gave us Canada Health care, nationalized student loans and the Canada Pension Plan. In his defense, he was aided and abetted by the foul Commie pusbag known as Tommy Douglas. So, you know, it's not just the LUANTBSCPFEFT Liberals who are to blame for Canada's fall from near/potentially great to Banana republic. There were other Liberal, the NDP, and the stupid fucks who voted for them.

Anyway, this is a flag:



This is a trademark:



Why, just last week we hosted the G7 and G20 conferences. I saw surveys about how admired we are by various third world pissholes. Great countries are not admired. They are feared. They are envied. To be a nation "admired" is to be a second rater, a once was, a never was, or a never could have been.

Oh, yes, Canadians are so polite. And they breed such fine hockey players. And they lose with such grace. And they have no ability whatsoever to project power, so they can't push back when we fuck with them. I do admire them so. Pussies.

Fuck it, on to the topic to hand.

Seems during the G20 our illustrious "conservative" Prime Minister saw fit to piss a billion dollars away on security. Much of that went to the Toronto gun totin' bureaucrat force, for extra special, super duper ninja equipment. Which they put to good use as they stood around while police cars burned. Nice work officers, sorry you forgot the marshmallows and wieners.

That's okay, though, at least they made up for letting violent thugs destroy property, both private and public, while publicly humiliating them (the cops) by harassing middle aged people with video cameras. And wearing the dreaded black t-shirt, blocks away from the protests. That third link certainly provides an interesting set of comments. "Oh, jeez Mike, if you'd only bent over and let them anally do you, then they wouldn't have been at all rude. And it's all your own fault anyway, because you were there, wearing a black t shirt."

I'm going to swing the clue bat here, people. THE FUCKING POLICE ARE FUCKING PUBLIC SERVANTS. YOU CAN BE AS RUDE AND OBNOXIOUS TO THEM AS YOU WANT, AND THEIR JOB, SO LONG AS YOU ARE NOT BREAKING THE LAW, IS TO SMILE, SWALLOW YOUR BULLSHIT AND SAY, "Mmm, yummy, thank you sir, have a nice day." Anything else, ANYTHING else, is a violation of your natural rights. Not your "Charter Rights," the Charter is a badly written piece of shit foisted on us by, yes, the late, unlamented and never to be sufficiently cursed Pierre fucking Eliot fucking Trudeau. Mike Brock wasn't breaking the law, and they don't get to arrest you, they don't get to detain you, they don't get to be fucking rude to you, if you're not breaking the law.

I know, I know, it's a tough job, the Black Bloc was out, they only want to get home safe...blah, blah, blah. Don't like the job? Don't take it. Or quit. I'll say it again, police are public servants. They work for us, they don't rule us. So I'll say it again. Don't like the job? Tough shit, no one drafted you. You want to swagger around packing heat? Well, there's a downside. Don't like the downside? Quit so we can hire someone who isn't a flaming asshole.

Ownership of your body. Ownership of your time, the fruits of your labours, the right to defend same, by whatever means, and with whatever violence necessary. Speech, conscience, worship, assembly. These are rights, but without property rights (the first three listed), they are vapour. We. Don't. Have. Property. Rights. Or, rather, we (naturally) have property rights, but our constitution and government are set up to abrogate and violate those rights in minute detail.

Hmm, I was intending this to be a missive on trust in society, and I was going to link it to the G20, and maybe tie in Caledonia, and the massive suckitude of Canada due to the breakdown of trust in society. And how the break down in trust leads to a bunker mentality with the police leading to bullshit as mentioned above. I also had some thoughts on law and order, and it's erosion in the breakdown of the trust society, and how the fucking leftoids have wreaked havoc on it with the over legislated, over regulated state, but I'm out of steam.

Fuck it, here's some more Ozzie. Have I already done "Crazy Train?" If so, here it is again.



And some more Arch Enemy. Have I already done "Blood on Your Hands?" If so, here it is again.



Maybe some Goth Metal next time.

5 months?

Holy crap, I haven't wandered by here in almost 5 months. I keep composing posts in my mind, but then never seem to get around to typing them out. In my defense, it's been a busy start to 2010...

Mrs. Fulminandrew delivered us a new boy a couple of months ago. He came in reasonably big, 8 lbs 3 oz, but was almost 5 weeks early. Unfortunately that came with lung/breathing issues that our local, underfunded (thanks a whole lot, McScumbag, you piece of shit) hospital is unable to deal with, so, we had a week at a real hospital in Toronto. In the end everything turned out fine, he came home, is eating and growing like a weed.

At the same time, work got nuts. My job requirements changed, and I had to go through a pile of retraining. Fortunately, I'm able to do it all by remote, but with the relocation to Toronto for a week, followed by taking care of Mummy with a hole in her tummy and newborn, and jealous 2 year old, my time was stretched thin.

Then the real work pile hit. Long days at the job site, followed by more retraining/qualifying at home. Along with all the life issues. Heh, heh, it's a damned good thing I'm already pretty much certifiable, or April through now would have driven me nuts. The shit continues, but is finally coming under control.

Enough of my tale of woe. On to important stuff...hot Asian women in bikinis...here's the marvelously endowed Ourei Harada.


And the equally marvelously endowed Anna Ohurale.

And the spectacularly endowed Rio Natsume.



And heavy metal videos. Here, for no reason other than the fact that the song title amuses me, is Tool; Hooker With a Penis. Well, that and the fact that, though not my favourite band, I like Tool.



We'll get back to the crapola in a future post.

What to Write About? Don't Worry, There Will be Beautiful Asian Women in Bikinis, and Heavy Metal

Well, the fulminatin' one has been on hiatus for a bit. No particular reason for it, and certainly no lack of material or inspiration. I've just been too bloody lazy to log on and post something. So, let's take a shotgun approach to the last couple of weeks.

Family...You might think that having 5 couples, with 8 children under six, in our small abode for 5 hours would be rough on a man whose sufferance of fools is perhaps a touch lacking. Yes, you might think that, but last week, under those conditions, I had a blast. Damn, but I love kids. Whether they're little wiggly blobs whose eyes barely focus, or six year olds kicking my ass at Wii golf, if they've got good parents (and all the kids in question do) they are a joy.

Okay, I've got the sappy shit out of the way now.

So, in order to prepare for the above mentioned gathering, Mrs. Fulminandrew and I had to clean up the pigsty in which we live. It's amazing how quickly one 2 year old can turn an otherwise tidy abode into a disaster area, but The Boy manages. And to keep his curious little paws off of things, stuff just gets shoved into places he can't access, like my study. 8 bleeding hours or more to clean it out enough for company. And that's aside from the rest of the joint. Part of the reason for the hiatus was simply tidying up.

The Mrs. asked me, "Should we entertain more, or not at all?" Now, being the antisocial bastard you may have figgered me to be, and considering the work necessary to get the place ready for company, you might expect my answer was "Not at all." Quite the contrary. I'm not really antisocial, I'm anti-idiot. My wife has excellent taste in friends (her taste in sisters, and husbands, might be a bit suspect), not a jackass among them, so I had a grand time. So, entertain more, to force us to (a) keep the place tidier and (b) throw out shit that dearly needs throwing out.

Okay, enough with the personal...Hockey.

Well, Leafs nation, the suckage quotient of the boys in blue and white is slightly less these days. Yes, they got creamed by Boston last night, but Boston is a real team, not an AHL team with delusions. And, yes, they got embarassed by Buffalo, but I believe it's in the Maple Leafs charter that they have to suck against the Sabres. Dunno why, but there you go. Outside of that, they've managed to get within 7 (seven!!!) points of a playoff spot. They even "won" a shootout (and isn't that a dumb fucking way to end a team game?) for a change. They'll still be in tough to make the playoffs, but I posted on that earlier. Anyway, they've been generally more entertaining (and in a positive way).

Now on to the meaty stuff...Boy are Canadians a pack of dumb fucks.

So, Dalton McFerretFace is out to jack up our taxes to the tune of better than $1000 per family, per year. He's gonna do this while sticking his greasy, corrupt fingers in his ears shouting "Lalalalala I can't hear anybody objecting to the HST." He's gonna do this while offering a one time bribe of $1000 dollars of our own money to swallow it. And he's gonna do this all the while telling us how increasing taxes is going to help us economically. I know the guy's a complete fucktard, but, does everyone else have to be?

Let us think about this. First, everything that has GST will now have PST. That's where the extra $1000 per comes in. That's money out of your pocket and into the coffers at Queen's park. You know, the place that just magically made 25 BILLION dollars disappear. While finding 2.5 billion dollars to gift to the teacher's unions (more on that later). Now, money out of your pocket to be invested pissed away by the govt equals slower economic growth. Why? Because govt is incompetent, and Liberal government is fucking incompetent.

Oh, and Mr. Harper, I know you've been on about harmonizing the sales taxes since before you were elected. And I know, in theory, it's actually a good idea. But the timing here sucks, and the GST is too broadly based. If we add 8% to everything not covered by the GST, the Ontario economy is going straight down the shitter. And, I know you're from west (at least of late) but Ontario is still the 800 pound gorilla in the Canadian economy. Narrow the base of the GST (bad), or tell that shit for brains in Queen's Park to lower the provincial chunk to 6 - 7% (g00d).

Now, let us throw into the mix the national campaign to stop the new TV tax of "up to $10 a month." Ooh, yeah, let's fight a $100 tax, while meekly bending over to take a $1000 tax, good and hard. Especially a $100 tax that you don't have to pay. I won't be paying it. Guess why not. That's right, I don't have fucking cable. You think I want to drop 40, 50 bucks a month or more on the brain rotting shite on TV? Anyone who doesn't want to pay the tax, cancel your cable, or satellite. Presto, no tax. Now, how are you going to do this with McShithead's HST? (crickets chirp)

Wake the fuck up, people, TV is not a necessity. Heating oil and electricity are.

Health care.

So, the cocksmoker that McFuck-off-and-die-Cambridge-residents sent to fuck up their hospital even more has determined that the way to balance the %28 under funded budget is to...cut services. Good thing we have Liberals in charge of our health care, 'cause, you know, those damned conservatives cut health care to the bone and the Liberals, well, they would never make health care cuts, right? (there go those fucking crickets again)

Oh, and on the topic of the Harris Tories' health care cuts. The following graph is from the Ontario 2000 budget.


Do you see a cut to health care spending there? Anyone? The next time some Liberal cocksmoker whinges on about the Tories cutting health care, well, now you know the truth. For more on that graph, go here.

Have I fulminated enough? For now, perhaps.

On the plus side, I shall leave you with Arisa Oda...





And a classic from the Oz man.

Celebutard Parents Heavy Metal (Not Quite) Monday

Hmm, I see I haven't posted anything in 3 weeks. That's a whole lot of beautiful asian women in bikinis not gawked at, and 3 Heavy Metal Mondays sadly lacking in metal. And I see through site meter that people are still dropping by, and staying for several minutes. I guess I'd best get pixel to screen, here.

Let's get up a belated Heavy Metal Monday in honour of the assholes in Colorado, who pretended to accidentally launch their 6 y/o son into the stratosphere, in a homemade balloon. You know the boneheads I mean, the ones who were using it as a publicity stunt for his upcoming "reality tv" show.

First off, Mrs. Fulminandrew tells me that, due to the negative publicity, the network has pulled the plug on the show. Jeebus, I hope so. 'Tis said there is no bad publicity, but this seems to be bad enough that the shitheads are losing their show. Good.

Second, criminal charges? Don't think so. Stupidity is its own reward. Simply charge them for the costs of the search; personnel charges, equipment charges, fuel, etc. Then double or triple it for the nuisance factor. Then make sure they're civilly liable for any harm to anyone who needed the services, but couldn't get them as they were busy off on a wild goose chase. Then parade them down West Colfax in Denver, naked. Then leave them to rot in obscurity.

Third. Judas Pries on a pogo stick, people. You thought you could use a six y/o boy in a stunt like this, and the truth wouldn't come out? What are you, fucking retarded? Bill Cosby built an entire TV show around getting kids to say things their parents didn't want them to. It ain't hard.

Fourth, to our honoured members of the fourth estate, LEAVE THE POOR KID ALONE YOU JACKALS. Mrs. Fulminandrew also tells me that the poor kid is physically ill in interviews. The poor little guy knows he's done something to hurt his parents. Parents who, if they're worth a bucket of warm spit, have not punished him, in any way shape or form, for letting the cat out of the bag. Whether they have or not, he knows, and it's tearing him up. So, again, leave the poor kid alone. It's not about him, its about his shithead of a father.

You know, without going off on a rant here, let me just say that I am sick unto death with parents who think their kids exist for them. No, asspipes, that's backwards; you exist for your children. Your only raison d'etre, until they're out the door and on their own, is to get them there, reasonably intact, able to care for themselves and no burden to society. They're not your cash cows (I'm looking at you, Jo Jackson), their not you tools (Heeney family) and they sure as shit aren't your weapons (Shithead and Shithead from the Shithead and Shithead Plus Eight show).

Inspired by how fucking tired I am of celebutard parents, I give you Ozzy Osbourne.



Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's a love ballad, but I'm still fucking tired of celebutard parents.

As always, when I indulge in a ballad, I shall attempt to clean the palette. So, in keeping with the children of celebutards motif, here is Iron Maiden's Children of the Damned.

The I Wasn't Going to go There Heavy Metal Monday

Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Tuesday, but if I don't post something, it'll be two missed Heavy Metal Mondays.

I wasn't going to touch the Roman Polanski thing. It's being done to death all over the intertubes, and I doubt I'll have anything fresh to add. But, tonight when I was doing the dishes, Mrs. Fulminandrew had some entertainment "news" show on, and I heard something about a pity party for Polanski. Hmm, I should trademark that one. Anyway, not really believing my ears, I continued with the dishes until The Mrs. put The Boy to bed, fired up the 'puter and went to have a look...

Okay, yup, there it is. Hollywood is hard at work whining about the ill treatment of the old monster. You can go here, or here for the sordid details. Before really delving into it, what really struck me in the first story was the throwaway line:

The Los Angeles District Attorney’s office released a chronology on Monday of seven previous attempts to arrest Polanski since 1978 during the director’s expected or actual visits to England, Israel, Canada and Thailand.

Okay, England is done, Polanski is Jewish and I don't really see Thailand, for all that the age of consent there is 18 (seriously), extraditing him. But CANADA? Fuck, we're now giving passes to confessed child rapists, providing they make really good movies? Fuck, I've been ashamed of this piss poor excuse for a country pretty much my entire adult life, but this make me want to vomit.

Can we get one teeny, tiny detail straight here? HE FUCKING DRUGGED, RAPED AND SODOMIZED A 13 YEAR OLD GIRL. Now, what, pray tell, have the condoners got going?

The judge acted improperly...so the fuck what, he drugged, raped and sodomized a 13 y/o girl.

Her mother was a conniving cunt who was looking for a payoff... STFW, he drugged, raped and sodomized a 13 y/o girl.

He's been in exile for 32 years... first, I don't think being feted about the continent, when you're a dual French/Polish citizen, can be precisely termed "exile," but, STFW, he drugged, raped and sodomized a 13 y/o girl.

The woman doesn't want him punished any further... umm, in case I haven't said it before, STFW, he drugged, raped and sodomized her as a 13 y/o girl. This is not a civil case, it is a criminal case. The prosecution is on behalf of the people, not the victim. Why she says this, I don't know, but, judicially, it's not relevant. He did the crime, confessed to it, and then fled the jurisdiction. Extradite him and throw the book at him. Better yet, drug him and ram the book up his ass. Maybe he'll get an idea what he put the girl through.

It's at times like this I hate being an atheist. I would so love to believe that someday he will be joining Michael Jackson in the fiery pits receiving the none too tender ministrations of Satan and his barbed cock (thanks for the imagery, Your Majesty). Unfortunately, I don't believe in fairy tales, and the only punishment that piece of shit is going to receive is what we can apply. Jackson may have skated his date with cellmate Bubba, but maybe Polanski will still get his.

Now, for the heavy metal. What to choose? Where would I like this son of a bitch to be? How about spending his last night before a date with the hangman?



Hmm, I gotta dig out the old vinyl and listen to that on the headphones.

A Heavy Metal Monday Smattering of Shit

Heard on the morning news roundup. Kanye West, you're an asshole.

So, the smiliest used car salesman in Canadian politics, while claiming to be ready for an election, also says he will support the Conservatives, for the first time, if the bill to extend EI benefits "really helps workers." Bullshit. If the polling data look bad, he supports the bill, if the data look good, we go to an election. Jack O'Layton, you're an asshole.

The gawkiest American professor in Canadian politics says, "Canadians can do better," so he's going to trigger an election at the first opportunity. Nazzo fast, Guido, say other Liberals. Hmm, no one wants an election but Ignatieff, and he thinks we can do better. Is better defined as "pissing 300 million away on an election to end up with pretty much the same parliament, in order to salve Michael Ignatieff's ego?" If not, I'm thinking that, yes, Ignatieff, you're an asshole.

The fattest commie on the planet (and that's for damn sure saying something) prepares to release his latest homage to Leni Reifenstahl. This one is about the evils of capitalism. Wow, the planetoid known as Michael Moore is worth north of 50 million bucks, earned in the capitalist system, and is set to hoover a few more millions out of it with the help of the stupid and gullible, by complaining about the very system which enriched him. Michael Moore-on (no link here to that piece of shit), you're an asshole.

BTW, if you want an entertaining read, chronicling just how massive a hypocrite Micky Moron is (and not in the 48-waist-pants sense of the word), try "Do as I Say (Not as I Do)" by Peter Schweitzer.

Well, it's Heavy Metal Monday, and I'm thinking that all the assholes above need to be doing either The Thorazine Shuffle, or taking massive doses of...



Is Evanescence Heavy Metal? Well, Goth Metal, at any rate. Does that count for Heavy Metal Monday? Maybe, but since, as mentioned on a previous Heavy Metal Monday, the ballads aren't my thing, let us cleanse the palate. And ask all of the above assholes to kindly...

Heavy Metal Monday

Okay, Saturday night, for some reason, I had AC DC's Hell's Bells running through my head. They're not really heavy metal, more heavy metal precursors, but, what the hell it's a great f'ing tune. Live from Donington, 1999...

Heavy Metal Monday

I haven't had a good night's sleep in a week, so this week, I've gotta return to Ozzie.



And since I'm not really a "power ballad" kind of guy, as an apology, let's check in with pre-suckage Metallica rendered in the best possible of ways; with a full orchestra for backup.

Heavy Metal Monday

Inspired by the asshole who complained about To Kill a Mockingbird, and the school board assholes who acceded to the demand to have it pulled from the curriculum, I present to you a song whose title tells you the place I'd like to see them all end up.



Unfortunately I couldn't scare up a proper video. Be fun to see this one live.

Heavy Metal Monday

Well, I've been looking for an excuse to post this. It's a video of the Russian Sukhoi Su30, vectored thrust fighter jet.



With 0bama cutting funding for the F22 and for missile defense, I think that Ozzie said it best...

Heavy Metal Monday

When I was in Beijing a few years back, I met a young man, oddlyenough from Israel, who was far more of a head banger than I am, or ever could be. In getting me somewhat back into the metal scene, he introduced me to a number of bands, including Savatage. Of late, I've had a hankering to hear the Thorazine Shuffle.

YouTube didn't have a video of Savatage performing it. Instead here is frontman Jon Oliva live at Bourbon St.

Heavy Metal Monday

Is this going to be a regular feature? I dunno. But here's a classic, from my high school years.