Unjustly Accused

 

Apparently that’s Jensen Huang, doing all his thinking 

with the little head, if ya catch my drift.

I think it’s probly a case of mistaken identity. They all look the same so how do ya know if she’s your girl friend or a foreign Chinese spy? HAR HAR HAR!!! Could be an honest mistake, dontchya know…😂👍 

HAR HAR HAR!

I don’t get it. None of it. Jensen is 63 years old. He built a fortune making good decisions and reading people. He’s a master of cost-benefit analysis and threat assessment. When you get that rich and powerful everyone tries to manipulate you and deceive you. But then a young hottie comes outta nowhere…and he suddenly loses his marbs? Just looking at it… just to keep up with a younger woman he’s going to have to take a bottle of Viagra every day. If the old lady finds out, he’ll lose 65% of everything he owns, possibly lose his job and get blacklisted at the country club. There’s no way a relationshit like that ends well. I don’t buy it. Sure… the guy might be a dirty old horn toad… but I think something else is going on, maybe there’s some inside baseball going on, or some kind of covert power play? If that’s the case we’ll probably never know.

Another scenario occurs. It’s a seldom noticed thing among today’s older men. For whatever reason, the classic male ‘midlife crisis’ appears to have been pushed back into the 50’s and early 60s. The head shrinks seem to agree on the psychology of it too: at that age men start seeing time running out. Health problems start cropping up. Many men are starting to fail under the load. You’ve spent your life trying to be perfect. You always go the extra mile, every time for the family. You hold your tongue and remain silent to avoid an argument. You make yourself small to keep the peace and embiggen others. And you start taking stock. You look at the flashy car, the big house, and the fripperies and trappings of wealth and what they actually cost. Then you look at the people in your life… and then decisions are made.

You start pruning. People that drain you and only vex and irritate you get cut. Divorces happen. Contentious drama and crisis loving kids are cut loose. You can’t do the endless confrontations with kids you love, but don’t love you back. You look at a woman that never talks to you, only talks and bitches at you. And you crave peace and quiet and can’t take the bullshit anymore.

You think of all that. And you look at the pretty young woman that came out of nowhere. She’s happy with a cup of coffee and a table at the cafe. She’s upbeat and talks and listens to you. Maybe she gave that man something his soul was searching for…? He could let it all go and still retire a wealthy man. Sometimes you see the hysterics talking about the horrible “lonely old man epidemic” that seems to have come up all of a sudden and become a thing. I’m a retired old fart, I see these men all the time and they may indeed be alone… but they aren’t lonely. Nobody listens to them and they just got sick of not being heard. Could that be what’s going on here?

I suppose I’m lucky. At my age, if some young hussy offered me her body for black mail and advantage … I wouldn’t know what to do with it! HAR HAR HAR!!! 

😊👍

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Well Remembrance Day came and went. Which gives me yet another year to bitch about these fucken things!!! I can’t hang on to them for love or money. I unnerstand that ya can nigger-rig them with safety pins but these things are not meant for people that actually move. I usually lose them altogether but if I’m carrying stuff they just get trashed and look like they’ve been run over by a Sherman Tank. (Or - for us Canooks… a Ram tank). Or I get stabbed by them.

I dunno how it works for you Yanks - but up here ya buy the poppy for whatever it is now - a couple bucks? But ya usually throw in five or ten because the proceeds go to the veteran’s groups and the War Amps. I usually threw in twenty and took three or four because I was always losing them. I finally just got sick of it. The stabbing, the loss, the fragility… it just pisses me right off! If the retards running these nonprofit charities had half a fuggin brain… they’d go on Temu, order a gazillion poppy/Remembrance Day themed metal pins for a couple cents each … and re-sell them for ten or twelve bucks. Change them up from year to year and tap the collectors - they go nuts over stuff like that. Ya put on a pin like that and you forget about it! How bloody hard can it be? Then ya leave it on until you either remember to take it off, or someone reminds you. 

Get a poppy in all the frooty colours of the rainbow

and honour the thousands of fallen butt blasters that fought and

died for your right to troon the kids and dance in assless chaps

and fetish gear at gay parades…

😑

Maybe that wasn’t such a great idea…

Oh well. ‘Lest We Forget’ is an empty platitude now, the vets are all dead and gone, and to be honest … I’m seriously torn. Watching our commie leaders dancing to the tune of their jewish donors…speaking German right now is looking very attractive. In another decade Remembrance Day will have lost all significance and will be probably be replaced with Daliwali - the pajeet holiday of sacred cows, where the mudflaps all gather in the streets and celebrate with fun filled cow dung fights. Our liberal fucktards in govt are currently considering making it a federal holiday.

Maybe I need a swastika pin…?

🤬

Sing along everyone!!! Or else!!!

🎼 Eichsht ze coonderiegan der reichenhaichsten! Erica!!!🎵

Oompa boompa boom!!! 

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Canadian Cultural EnrichMINT

 Well they’re finally addressing the retarded home market in my neck of the woods. They’re all apartments and condos and I’ll bet they fill them up with swarms of smelly, stupid, illiterate and violent new Canadian morons.

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Walk Aboots

Ughhhhhh. I hate this time of year. It gets so damned overcast and gloomy that it takes a force of will to enjoy the season.

That was about 3:30 in the afternoon yesterday.

Thanks to all the fags, whiners and wankers that got daylight savings time

thrown out.

Probably be 2:30 in the afternoon around Christmas… 

Life in a northern town I guess.

Fergus is now going off

leash with his big sister when we are out in the country. He’s one year old this

month and a big boy now. He’s very proud of his new freedom.

We flushed a couple grouse and I wish I had the wife’s

.410, and a pocket full of Poli’s brass shells. I think he makes then

out of .303 Brit… I wouldn’t have gotten any of the birds though.

They were too fast and too far…

A cornucopia of resources! If you’re a black powder geek, and your rifle

Burns through patches like my Spaghetti Plains Rifle does…to fix it,

all ya do is put a paper thin leaf of hornet nesting material between the patch

and the powder. The stuff is as flame resistant as asbestos!

And lookit all the birch bark! That stuff is the best natural fire starter you can get in Alberta

next to the “old man’s beard” moss that hangs in the evergreens 

in the Spruce/Moose country.

I unnerstand that you Yanks have “fat wood” for starting fires in the lower 48.

I’ve never seen it around here but I’ve never looked for it either. Up here - if all ya

got is a ferro-rod and a striker, the old man’s beard is my preferred starter

If ya got a lighter or a Bic.. the birch bark is the better way to go.

Mother Nature is putting out Christmas decorations early.

That fungus looks like a Santa hat.

The snow should fly soon. We’re in a fall heat wave and the farmers and wanks are predicting a mild winter this year. That’ll help me keep my spirits up over the next 90 days of short days and dreary overcast that are typical of this time of year. I hope you all are getting out and enjoying good weather too. Best of luck in the 2026 hunting season and I hope for full freezers and tags. Feel free to sound off in the comments if you tagged out!

Cheers!

Filthie

Your Esteemed Blog Host

Gone Fishin’

 I’m on Subsnatch this week, wranglin’ stubfart retards like myself. 

https://substack.com/home/post/p-223627013

Otherwise it’s been a tough week, eh? I’m beginning to back away from politics; because the older I get the less sense it makes. I dunno if it’s because the politics are getting more retarded, or I am? 

Today I watched a vid of two shitlib harridans crowing about the elections. The cankle blossoms brought up a group chat: “We are going to castrate more of your sons and invent new unpronounceable pronouns for them! Tee hee hee hee!!! We’re gonna dig up Charlie Kirk and shoot him again! Tee hee hee hee! We’re gonna turn every Cheesecake Factory into an abortion clinic! Tee hee hee hee!!!

Crazy eyes, clown glasses and reeking of menopause.

They look exactly like you would expect women like this to look…

I come from a family dominated by women like these and I’m so glad they’re no longer

part of my life.

😑

Well girls… don’t be surprised when we spread your legs and shove a bible up your vaj and sew it shut afterwards! HAR HAR HAR!!! 😂👍

I jest. I’m not joking. I dunno… I just can’t get worked up about this shit anymore. The fact is the Donks didn’t win anything, most of their votes came in spite of sea hags like this, and we’re more as a protest against Blumpf. The problem is that their pet peeves like housing, inflation, the wars…are only going to get worse when you hand these problems over to people like these.  We’ll see, I guess? Stock up on bottled water, supplies and ammo, folks. Something has to be done about these people or they’ll do something about you. It’s not going to be pretty when it happens.

I saw JL stopped by in the comments on the last post! It’s good to see ya again! I hope all is well with you and your crew! The rest a ya’s … thanks for stopping by too! I hope you Yanks are set up and ready for the upcoming holiday season. 

As for us - the Patrol route calls. The Niglet has some Pee Mail to check, and several magpies have been challenging our authority in the neighborhood and Ferg may have to bust some feathered heads. Thanks for stopping in.

Cheers!

Filthie

Understanding Harold And A Meme Mish-Mash

I dunno the first thing about Harry Potter or the stories. The wife dragged me to one of the movies 20 years ago and I think we left early. She told me it was because I fell asleep and started snoring and farting - but I think it was really because the movie wasn’t her cup of tea, maybe? All I know is that Harry was incredibly popular with the kids and grew up with a generation of them. And some adults are right into it as well. Whatever, I guess? Fans are fans. They don’t have to make sense.

Another phenomenon arose with Harry and the millennials and zoomers that grew up him - something called fan-fiction or ‘fanfic’ for short. The kids re-write the stories starring their favourite characters. It’s something that really appeals to certain demographics. The queers are right into it and they go all the way. The characters are all heroic queer versions that somewhat resemble the originals. Or they’re re-cast as co-stars that support stories with fat ugly harridans as alternative heroes. It’s niche literature; I tried to read some of it and it just gives me the ick. Apparently I’m not the only one; the Usual Suspects tried to push this shite into video games and it’s so bad the kids stopped buying them. The reaction of the customers was so bad that entire video game studios have since collapsed. It’s basically the Bud Light Syndrome: go woke, go broke.

I have no problem with fanfic myself. I dunno how many times I’ve come out of movies or finished a book only to be disappointed by the way they ended. I understand the desire to re-write the fictional stories. And if queers n’ feminists and other idiots and turdies want to re-write stories where they can re-imagine themselves as heroes I never really thunk it could do much harm. 

The problem is that the wrong people are doing it now.  I guess some fuggin white male chud did some fanfic where some characters got gender swapped… but he didn’t do it right! He forgot to race swap it, and the new female character was white, good looking and heterosexual!!! Can you imagine the horror?! ? And - the worst sin of all - is that it became popular. Other horrible white male miscreants accepted the premise and began writing their own stories and now the world of fanfic is ruined!!! And to add insult to injury… the guys are using AI to make a better production than Hollywood.

I know a couple writers. Good ones too. I am not a whodunnit/crime fan but I read WL Emery’s “Murder One” and greatly enjoyed it. (I recommend it, I think you can still buy it on Amazon? Blog visitor Poli has shared very, very promising manuscript and I think he should self publish it. And he should do it yesterday. 

But… put yourself in their shoes: ya flesh out a story, go to the trouble, time and expense to publish it… and then Filthie comes along, re-writes everything? Can I monetize it? Can they? Suppose Jack comes along and animates it all with AI? 

I dunno what to make of any of this. 

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Hmmmpfffff! I guess the cool kids have finally decided that prepping for disasters might be a good idea…? I’m hearing that Germany and Sweden are conceding that having 3 to 10 days of preps per household should cover any emergencies they are likely to face. I’d call that ridiculously unprepared, myself. Also, now that Europe is now thoroughly culturally enriched and fortified by diversity… having a weapon around to deter the new breeds of scavengers, predators and parasites is absolutely essential. To prep in an ecosystem like that is to become a target. But it’s nice to see that being prepared is no longer considered a “red flag” by otherwise normal people. 

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Well… that’s all I got for this week. Scuttlebutt on the back channels has the tinfoil hat oracles predicting something big in the winds. They always are, but… gawd…I can’t put my finger on it… but something feels different. It’s like smoke starts filling the car, something stinks but all the idiot gages are green and dials are reading nominal. It might just be a good time to maybe wedge a few more preps in the cracks, fill all the jerry cans and maybe just carry on with a heightened state of awareness? 

Take care you guys. 

Filthie

Whadda Week, Eh?

Well the Alberta referendum-voat-thing went as expected. The Libs told all the boomer geezers that if Alberta separated they’d lose all their healthcare and free bennies. So they showed up en masse and voated for canadian unity - it was a matter of loyalty and patriotism don’tchya know… and separatists like me were defeated and humiliated, never ever to question Confederation or the righteousness of the canadian govt ever again. 

🖕😂👍

The cinema continues apace. I personally think this stuff is just getting started … but whadda I know?

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The Filthie Porch Pirate

In my younger days … I was a crime BOSS. I got all my swanky patio furniture out of Joe’s backyard one day while he was up working hard in the back 40. One day Amazon dropped off a tempting package on Chutes’ doorstep, and I swooped in for some high speed low drag porch pilfering and got a brand new flesh light for free. Did the same to Jack and came away with a sultry inflatable life partner.

My crime spree came to an horrible end when Cederq ordered some mystery meat off the internet. 

I don’t think even Cederq or Jack would eat those…

🤮

Crime never pays.

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How Many Times?

I’m sure we’ve all seen the monkeyshines and mostly peaceful protests in fwance, eh? And I’m sure we’re mostly on the same page with how to deal with it too? But…what got my attention was this little lady. I dunno if it’s true or not… but the story right now is that she’s a rich daddy’s girl with a penchant for politics and protest. Supposedly she was a big deal in pro-mass-migration politics. Aaaaaaaand… now that fwance has the minimum threshold for diversity… she got culturally enriched when the vibrants sacked her little boutique cosmetics and jewellery shop. That is the bewildered horrified face that launched 1000 cruel memes. There’s a video of her trying to talk to the swarms of pavement apes that were looting her shop.

And I dunno how many times I’ve seen it before. These people are astonished when their feelings and narratives are destroyed in front of their very eyes. But she’s still yapping the shitlib propaganda talking points about multiculturalism. Only this time you can see a shadow of doubt in her eyes. Most women and some men will do it. I just wonder how many strokes with the clue bat they need  before they see the error of their ways? 

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Voyage To The Bottom Of The She

Did you ever watch the show? Back in the 60s? It was already in reruns by the time I saw it. We used to watch and laugh at the rubber monsters.

Oops… how’d that get in there…?

That’s me after a night with a quart of scotch and a box of cigars…

Yup. It was pretty bad. Even for the 60s. But I shouldn’t be a dink, right? There was no CG or AI back then. Special Effects were… pretty special… the adults went to one hell of a lot of work to make that show for us kids. Does anyone even watch live TV anymore? 

I guess they’re going to reboot that old show and bring it back… with the awful white male officers swapped out for women. HAR HAR HAR!!! HAR HAR HAR!!! Oh yeah! Girl bosses’ll make that show better!!! 

😂👍

I wonder if it’ll be like the video game industry? Right now the big game studios are all committing seppuku. Studios that have been around for 30 years are now laying everyone off, closing the doors and shutting down. One of the key issues behind the decline is that the kids are getting sick of exactly this kind of shit. Their favourite games are being changed and the storylines altered to include girl bosses, fat ugly pronoun girls, vibrants and all the other retinue of degenerate freaks that we’re all commanded to celebrate. The studios drop a major block buster game… the kids settle in to play… and the woke messaging of the game starts. The freak characters come out and the kids turn off the game and go do something else. It’s getting so bad now that the cellar dwelling chuds are actually coming out of the basement and going outside…

The reaction from the developers has been precious. They are all green haired girls with the pig nose rings, BO and sexual hang ups. Or DEI flunkies … and they don’t understand why the audiences are rejecting these new woke games. It just HAS to be racism/homophobia/misogyny/etc!!! 

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🎼 Swing Low, Sweet Garbage Truck🎶🎻

… comin’ fer to carry me hoooooommmmeee…🎵

That’s fine for fags like Exile and Mike, I guess?

The lumpen stupids stinking peasants

will do as they will. 

I am going Home in a can of Folgers.

I will not sacrifice dignity and gravitas for…

“Crisps”.

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Oot N’ Aboot

Here in the Retard Sword And Saddle Shoppe, our fall mini-project is a cute li’l boot knife. I’m taking a swing at a curly maple/stacked leather hidden tang blade. I generally despise double edged weapons for retards and senile stubfarts… but if we’re going to turn canada into a migrant hole like fwance… a blade like this’ll look just fine in Ginderjeet’s gizzard, eh? 

😂👍

I’ve never tried a blade like this before so we’ll see what happens. How do ya finish a handle like that? Tung oil? Any suggestions would be appreciated in the comments. I’m going to have to fabricate some kind of clip-sheath thing too I guess - assuming it works.

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In Conclusion - There Will Come A Stubfart

Well on that note, maybe we should stay with the theme but dispense with cranky, unsavoury stubfarts with sharp objects and instead conclude with a song of noble poets and mighty heroes with swords.

A fine song to send you to church with today, maybe?

The minstrels sing of a world collapsing (and prolapsing) - so that a new one will rise. I smell hard times on the winds, and adversity. It used to drive me crazy that the world stubbornly refused to save itself, and it succeeded when the self destructive stupidity set up right in my own family. I learned the hard way that all you can do is let Darwin, God, and Murphy deal with the stupids and try to back off far enough so that ya don’t get any of the brown stuff on ya when they do. I fear that adversity is coming for us all, and meeting it with quiet courage and humour as our ancestors did… might be the best way to handle it.

Do you feel bad times on the winds too? 

If so… I hope we’re wrong.

Cheers!

Filthie

Tales (Of Terror) From The Timberland And Arrested Childhood DevelopMINT

 This poast contains horrifying content from the intellectual/moral wastelands in the north. Bed wetters, fart suckers, shirt lifters, smooth boys and other turd brains are advised to pass on by and give this one a miss.

A Heads-Upping

Winter Dawn Patrol

Fergle started screaming at me at Zero Dark Thirty the other morn. I guess he decided on an early morning walk … and it was blacker than a (redacted)’s (redacted)hole outside. It was crispy out there too… I had to leave my oh-so-fashionable flop hat at home and break out the headlamp and toque. I *think* I saw super-tiny snowflakes dancing in the beam of the headlamp but who knows? Exile reported snow and slush out by Two Hills last week… But this is Alberta; anything’s possible. Heads up: I will officially announce the arrival of winter on this blog by posing in my unbuttoned trap door underwear and poasting up the pics! You have been warned. HAR HAR HAR HAR!!,

😂👍

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Something Stupid This Way Comes

With the cold weather, the geriatrics, the neurotics and the genuinely retarded are starting to queue up for the fall flu shots. They’re still playing Covid I guess… boosters and shots are on the menu this year because you can never be too safe!!!

HAR HAR HAR!

Say… is that old bitch - Comrade Misfit still

screeching into the chasm? 

🤡

And - wouldn’t ya just know it!?!. It looks like those pesky Russians are trying to destroy the world again. The sky is falling! Everyone shit your pants in fright!!!! Heads up everyone!!! Alert Nurse Aesop!!! HAR HAR HAR! 

Ahhhhhh…. HAR HAR HAR! But… I shouldn’t be a dink. As I write this, there’s still an outside chance this is legit. Let’s go and get ahead of this before the Hoople Heads and General Aesop get involved and common sense goes out the window.

This could be a credible threat. For now, keep a sharp eye on it. 

Whether it’s real or not is easily verified. Pandemics spread and propagate in a predictable exponential fashion. This is not me outgassing as usual; it’s rock solid science and elementary grade 11 math. It’s so solid, that we can accurately predict, 19 times out of 20, with an accuracy of +/- 3% - how many people are going to die in the early stages. 

What you’re looking for is repeatability. With a real pandemic, infection rates will be the same up here in Edmonton as they are in New York as they are in Bumfuck Saskatchewan. And no, masks and fake social distancing will not slow it down.

With the COVID scam, there was no consistency at all. General Aesop reported overwhelmed hospitals and morgues, D12 cats digging mass graves, and mass hysteria in California. Up here in Aaaaaaadmontim… fattie nurses were dancing in the empty halls posing as heroes without capes. Crickets gave them standing ovations.

If this actually IS real… stock up on supplies.  Otherwise… it’s going to be the usual neurotic gong show.

I like triple ply tissue myself.

In Canada we give our retarded liberals the pun-jab!!!

Our superior health care system offers you a choice between vaccinations 

medically assisted self deletion.

I really want to send this to my shitlib mother but sh’d only get mad

and cut me out of the will again…

😂

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Random Off Topic: Filthie Girl-Slop

So the scandal de jour this week appears to be that poor, unfortunate girl at the college that got gang banged by a bunch of college frat-boys. It’s absolutely horrible!!! All she did was snort some coke off some kid’s dink, and the next thing ya know - she’s pulling the train for every coke head in the frat house!!! How awful!!!! (I don’t get it. When I was going to school I was always swamped. I barely had time for benders because I was so busy. I got shit faced a couple times…but never that blasted…)

And it all happened a couple a years ago and she’s just getting around to making a stink of it now…😂

And my social feed filled up with the usual feminist cankle blossoms shitting on all men and demanding the death penalty for the perps, and castration for the rest of us.

Generally I don’t preach at people because it’s not my place. But this time? I started holy rolling because I was fed up with their bullshit annd it drives shitlibs insane. And I dropped a load of truth bombs on them for good measure! 

In the real world, normal, happy and intelligent women don’t get raped. Nor do they get physically beaten in spousal abuse. I know because I’m a Christian conservative traddie; and the women in my community are doing just fine. People with morals, ethics, and elementary common sense don’t have problems like this. It doesn’t even come up on their radar. They’re too busy living happy, meaningful lives. The answer to problems like this is obvious: repent, accept Christ as king, and reform! The womenfolk that get raped and pommeled? The vast majority of the are liberal sluts hanging around your average liberal men: druggies, alcoholics, coloured psychopaths and gangsters, and other turdies. 

Well! It was like scalding vampires with holy water! Every shitlibbed homosexual, feminist, incel and gender twink came swarming out to hate on me! I was polite but firm and completely truthful. The girl was obviously a slut. Most liberal women today are. Most liberal men are flimps like Barky Obutthole, or rapists and pedos like Joe Biden and Blowjob Bill Clinton! If you live the debauched liberal lifestyle, stuff like this is going to happen to you. 

“Some Christian you are!!!” “You just hate women” “You have no empathy!!! You don’t give a shit about women!!!” 😡🤬😡🤬

They’re right about that, I suppose. I don’t rape women, I avoid slutty women and their flawed men, and their problems are not my problems. I most certainly do NOT give a shit, and if liberal whores want to make war on their idiot men… I’m just peachy with it! Fly at it! Have fun girls! HAR HAR HAR!!!

I was obviously just being a dink; but I told no lies. This world is run by God, Darwin, the devil and Murphy and if you don’t stay on the right side of those guys… bad things happen. I dunno how evangelists do it? I suppose they aren’t anymore, really? So many churches are falling for the warm fuzzy permissiveness of neoliberalism and they are collapsing and prolapsing… as are their former congregants.

Are problems like these just a road to hell paved with good intentions? Or true satanic evil afoot? I think there’s a reckoning coming regardless. That which can’t go on will eventually stop.

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I Like How That Works

Well we’re having the big referendum here in Alberta next week. We’re all voating on whether to begin the separation process with Canada.

I’m a separatist. I don’t want to be; but years of Justin Trudeau’s faggotry, and Carney trying to turn Canada into the same multicultural hell that fwance is… pissing on our biggest trade partners and friends in the US and snuggling up to China…? Who’s the traitor, again? As an Albertan I have more in common with Texans than I do with the fairies in Morontario and Queerbec. I could start spitting and gobbing about liberal Canadians but … bah. I’m just done. There’s no fixing this. Fuck you, Canada. We’re better off on our own. Queerbec is too; they’ve been siphoning billions of dollars out of Canada in general, and Alberta in particular… it would do them good to go it alone and pay their own way for a change. 

According to the official polls, guys like me are a tiny minority of about 20%. I know you can’t trust polls farther than you can throw them but… there are a ton of “Canadian Unity” signs up around here. Most of them are in front of palatial homes owned by retired geriatric boomers, or public school teachers and other sniveling servant union slobs. But who knows? There’s a lot of young kids that can’t find jobs or pay rent. With Carney wanting to flood in more jeets and kabobs in to take their jobs and destroy their prosperity… who knows what’s going to happen? I’m guessing the actual number of separatists is closer to 30 or 35%… but we may never know. Our elections are as pozzed as America’s are. 

All we can do is see what happens. Please pray for us if you’re so inclined. We have some very unpleasant choices to make and they’ll only get more dire as time progresses…

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On Your Way Out This Morn…

Well that’s pretty much it for this week’s monkeyshines. I saw what’s happening in Europe and I try to keep my mouth shut. There’s a a lot of stupid going on in Europe right now as the leftists in places like Fwance come face to face with the realities of race and genetics. One scene summed it up for me where this greasy old white haired hippy school teacher tried to put out a school fire the monkeys had started. The simians surrounded him, swarmed him and beat the shit out of him. But still, the lame excuses and justifications for the animals come. The fwench are going to learn… or burn. I’m good either way.

Much as I’d like to burn fwenchmen to warm my cold, hard heart… I’ve got other, less smelly ways to heat my basement Reclusium. Before ya go… check out my new winter heating strategy!

This looks like fun!

😊👍

If ya can’t beat the third world… join ‘em!  On your way out… could ya be so kind as to throw another log on the fire? HAR!!! We know you’re busy but as always - thanks for stopping in. As for me…I’m about to go bark off some more Logs Of Ease. Go in peace today, and I’ll look forward to seeing y’all again next week.

Cheers!

Filthie

Friday Ramble N Scramble: Hits N Misses

Ick. Just…yeeccchhhttt! 🤮

What about youse guys? Ever see a blade like this in Yank Land? 

And another thing!

Stop putting lanyards on yer damn blades!

They’re useless and gay!

The only thing that says “I’m a fuggin retard” more than a minivan - is a knife like this. Look - I don’t give a hoot if you can effortlessly slice through 500 MCM cable with one swipe with this thing. I don’t care how well it holds an edge, I don’t care how well it balances in the hand, I don’t care if it’s all that and a bag a chips! It’s stupid looking, and if I didn’t know better I’d say it was made by Fisher Price! And - they’re all over the place up here in Alberta. Years ago when I saw Skinbag using one I let everyone at the rod n gun club know he was gay. And they all agreed! He’s still mad about it… but it serves him right! And he continues to use it despite my disapproval!!!

😡

Apparently I’m wrong about Fisher Price making them. They’re made by some retarded clam diggers in Nova Scotia…and all their designs are ugly as sin.

Apparently these guys are Canada’s answer to the Buck family and their iconic knives down in the USA.

I’m just not seeing it, myself. I’m a grumpy old fart that wasted his entire life as an irredeemable gun and blade whore. I’ve bought blades and sold them and given them away and made a few myself. As I enter the autumn years of my life… I’m convinced that the best general use blade out there is a cheapo Mora. If you’re willing to spend money I tend toward the elegant light Bowie style blades or the Scandihoovian puukos. 

If you are using a blade like that and enjoying it - you’re wrong. I just want you all to know that. And - I am offended by you.

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Hmmmpffff. I don’t know much about Thomas or any of the great biblical scholars. I happen to concur with him in that faith and reason seldom disagree. At one time I could have maybe been a disciple - because Lord Almighty… shitty human beings pished me right the hell off. But the socials have utterly destroyed me.

I see the hordes, swarms, and legions of intellectual derelicts, the spiteful mutants, the demons… and I don’t know what you expect me to do about it, Thomas? Is it age? Wisdom? Fatigue? I still get grumpy and irritable the way old men do… but it’s getting harder and harder for me to get mad. Thomas is telling me that’s a sin? I have my hands chock full just trying NOT to be human trash! Forgive me, Thomas, but I don’t have the brain cells to be my brother’s keeper. I already failed miserably as a father. And as a son, my mother is quick to point out…

If I were like you and had my Maker’s Ear… I’d tell Him to flood it again! 😂💨

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Darwin And Murphy Piss Upon Us

I need a fact check on this…? So… she tortured and murdered a classmate  100 years ago. She insists on an all-female execution team. And she soaks up TWO lethal injections… and sleeps them off…?…..??

Unnecessary agony? YGBSM… 

Just send her up her to Canada fellas. We kill shitty old women all the time! We call it MAID (Medical Assistance In Dying). Do it right in the hospital and then it’s off to the morgue in one easy convenient stop!

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Tells ya what: send Pelosi, AOC and Mitch… we’ll give ya a volume discount! HAR HAR HAR! HAR HAR!

Can you imagine what would have happened if it was an all female firing squad? HAR HAR HAR!!!

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Clown World continues apace.

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Finer Things: Adventures In EDC

I am known disparagingly in certain circles as a “gear queer”. I bristle at the term - I prefer more polite terminology like like “gear whore”. I love the EDC ‘pocket dump’ vids where the fellas show off all the crap and plunder they carry around every day. We used to do much the same thing on fishin’ trips. Ya got your tackle box out, opened it up and explained your lures to the fellas at the campfire at the end of the day. And then we’d all fight and argue about what worked, and what didn’t and why. Same with the rifles and day packs in fall during hunting season. There’s something cathartic about such discussions. I suppose the trades guys do the same thing with tools and implements. Computer geeks… I wonder if women do it? (They probly sit around and bitch about their idiot men, HAR HAR HAR!!!😂).

So I’m watching Buddy on OyTube dump his pockets and he’s got the gun, mini flashlight, some exotic multitool, a field note pad, and a mini-fountain pen. Well… I thought he’d lost his marbles! The guys even asked him if he was retarded? I dunno about you, but I’ve always hated pens. In summer they blow up in your pocket from the heat and ruin your clothes. In winter they freeze up and don’t work. And fountain pens? Those were always in the wheelhouse of fops and office suits that signed their paperwork with elaborate flourishing finials. I could never make fountain pens work. The nibs all got bunged up and started skipping. But some guys had no problem with them and knew how to make them work. Some guys even had special pens reserved exclusively for signatures. A fountain pen. For EDC.

Hrrrmmmpffff! 

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But the fella was adamant. His handy li’l pen survived and thrived in the EDC role. He’s got a million miles on it, it’s never let him down, and us skeptics could all just go stick our heads down the toilet and flush a few times if we didn’t like it. Believe it or else!

I couldn’t help myself. I bought one exactly like his. I also got a box of ink cartridges. The cap screws together on these - no friction fit. If it does blow up in your pocket the mess will be contained in the pen itself. I watched a few OyTubes on the care and feeding of these things too. There’s not much to them… but I can see why I had so many problems with them as a kid. I think the big thing is to keep that nib clean. Mine is a medium nib … and it writes like a super slick Bic. About the only real gripe I have is that the ink smudges a tiny bit on my waterproof writing pads… which is to be expected I guess? But… for now, I think I’m liking it. A pencil is probably still the best bet for a guy like me… but this might be a great cross over pen for both field and office work. I’m not going to recommend it…yet. But preliminary testing has been positive so far. I am guardedly optimistic to be honest.

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The snow is gonna fly soon, boys. If ya can… it might be a great time for one last cruise in the hot rod or antique out in the garage. Or in my case, one last ride on the bike in the autumn leaves. Take your girl along for the ride. Or go walk the dawg and have a fall picnic. Time for such things may be shorter than you think. I hope you all have a great weekend and we’ll see y’all next week.

Cheers!

Filthie