Crooked in Canada

I moved to Calgary just after the 1988 Winter Olympics, and while there were a few gang problems there, the GTOs being the only clowns I can remember from that far back. Geez, am I that old already?

There were a couple of other gangs that hung out in the clubs (Mile High being one of them) on Electric Avenue back in the day , but to me and my Newfie neighbor Terry, “the gang bangers” were nothing but punks who after they got a few bottles of bravery into them, were as stupid as they were brave.

Yeah I can remember Terry and me mixing it up with some of the morons, and although we were usually outnumbered, we held our own and always made it home in one piece, barely a mark on our bodies after a night out on “the Avenue”.

Say, do they still call it Electric Avenue, and is it as rowdy now as it was back then? I don’t know because it’s been 11 years since I was last in the city that used to rock big time.

So, I hear Calgary gangs these days have made quite a name for themselves in what used to be called Hogtown, what with their taking their fights to the streets of Calgary were all “the innocent people” they make their victims are hanging out.

Yeppers, the now heavily armed punks (hey are the ladies still carrying these days by the way?) have earned  the Stampede City the distinction of having the country’s highest rate for gang-related slayings, driving up the national homicide rate for 2008.  There is an upside for Calgarians though; it seems Winnipeg is the murder capital of Canada. How proud they must feel there, huh?

Woohoo, crack open a bottle of bubbly, because Cow Town is number one in the nation for something in 2008. It would have been better if the Calgary Flames had won the Stanley Cup last year though.

You know what, I used to love Calgary, and I tell you what, the f***ing punks that are raising shit and killing people on the streets there now, they should count themselves lucky that I don’t live there anymore, because I tell you what I’d be armed to the teeth and I would be raising a little shit of my own. Just call me Paul Kersey, the vigilante made famous by the late great Charlie Bronson. Yep, those pieces of shit would have a lot to deal with when taking on me in my neighborhood, that’s for goddam sure.

I hear the people of Calgary are preparing to, or are at least talking about taking back their streets though, something about Block Watch doing more, things like that. You know what though, that kind of shit while it is less dangerous isn’t going to solve the gang problem in the city. What will kind of fix it though, you know make it less of an issue, is if Calgarians take the fight to the gang bangers, you know go Charles Bronson on them.

What you need to do Calgarians is arm yourselves with guns, baseball bats, flame throwers, maybe a few roadside bombs, and like gang up on the f***ers who are making live miserable and totally unsafe for you in the restaurant, pubs and on your drive home to and from work during rush hour. Give those punk asses reason to think twice about shooting up the streets of Calgary. That’s what Paul Kersey would do.

By the way, I used to run the bar at the Lord Nelson (across from the Old Scotch-Sunday jam sessions were awesome there) before and for a little while after the Calgary Flames won their one and only Stanley Cup. So like is that place still around? I know the Old Scotch isn’t. That place was shut down before I left Calgary in 1998. Had some good times there. Saw some good bands there too.

FYI-Did you know that if you look down at what used to be called the Saddledome from the Calgary Tower, it looks like a giant panty liner? I imagine it looks like one from a plane too.

Sri Lankan Asylum Seeker Does a Harvey Danger in Oz

Christmas Island, ever heard of it, it’s where the Australian government detains illegal immigrants, including Tamil boat people, and as of this moment, it is bursting at the scenes thanks to human trafficking.

By the way, for money Tamils are paying those ‘people smugglers’, hell they could board a plane, fly into Oz and overstay their visa. That works, and it’s a lot safer of a journey, unless of course there happens to be a Tamil on the same flight with one of those “killer vests” on.

So anyway, on Christmas Island the other day somebody pulled a kind of “Harvey Danger” for a few hours and became a pole sitter (light pole not a flagpole though). The Sri Lankan misfit, who was to be flown out of the country that night, put on a quite a show, and man were emotions running high there.

For eight hours that clown sat on the pole before he came down, and his actions could have caused a major incident within the confines of Christmas Island. That’s for damn sure. Thankfully, a riot didn’t break out, huh?

You know what, I would have left him there, totally ignored him, or, I WOULD HAVE BROUGHT HIM DOWN IN A HAIL OF RUBBER BULLETS.

Yeah, that’s right, I wouldn’t have f***ed around with him, and dammit he would have gotten on that plane that was taking him and five of his buddies out of the country.  Oh, and F**K THAT HUMAN RIGHTS GROUPS AND THE REFUGEE ACTION COALITON. Their illegal immigrant enablers at the best of times anyway, in fact they can shoulder some of the blame for the asylum seeker crisis here in The Land Down Under. Their criticism of how the government is handling the situation is on making the problem worse.

Look, I feel bad for anybody who has to live in in refugee camps, but I won’t stand for the tactics asylum seekers (some of whom are Tamil Tiger supporters, if not a member of the terrorist group themselves) are using to enter into Australia under the radar, which by the way they are not doing, entering under the radar that is.

The Australian Navy is intercepting boats left, right and center at the moment, and that’s why Christmas Island is overflowing with mostly Sri Lankans, Afghans and Iraqis mixed in with illegals from other countries.

Asylum-seekers, especially those of the Tamil kind;  some of them would just as soon kill you as look at you, while others would probably give the shirt off their back. But at the end of the day though, the Tamils jumped into bed with the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam, and whether you want to believe it or not, there will be LTTE members hidden amongst the asylum-seekers and Tamils will help hide them.

No sir, Australia is shipping Tamil asylum-seekers out, and you know what, the Harper government should be doing the same with those 76 Tamils the Canadian navy intercepted off the coast of British Columbia last week. It’s the safest thing to do for the people pay the salary of PM Harper and the elected MPs sitting up there on “The Hill”, right.

Camrose Cops Should Have Finished The Job

So some schmuck in Alberta attempts to hold up a Shopper’s Drug Mart, likely terrorizing the f*** out to staff and customers, gets away with his narcotics, returns to his home where a short time later cops show up on his doorstep and a five hour armed stand-off begins.

Hmm, five hours to convince this clown that his life is worth living, are you f***ing kidding me, what did that cost taxpayers?  If it was my call, I would have stormed the house within an hour of securing the perimeter, and yes, the chances of Charles Daniel Nadeau being taken alive would have been minute at best.

He was armed, he was stoned, and he was armed, and THERE WERE NO HOSTAGES. It would have been him or me, and you know what they say, “Kill or be killed.” If hostages were involved, well that would be different story with a different ending, not that I would be above storming a house or business full of hostages.  It would depend on the situation.

Call me a whack job, but this whole “stand-off thing” is getting a bit much, and at the end of the day if somebody like Nadeau wants to barricade himself inside his home or wherever, well it’s his or her life and they can end it any way they like.

By the way, the standoff only ended after Nadeau shot himself in the chest, you know, tried to kill himself.  Having said that, what would have been the big deal if the cops did storm the house, I mean come on now, the guy obviously had a death wish, right?

Those tax-dollars that were spent on this siege and then Nadeau’s ensuing hospitalizing, his future incarceration, blah, blah, blah…Gee; I wonder how many impoverished children are living in, or, within driving distance of Camrose, Alberta.