Having A Bad Day

Please note: this post has been edited to take out some errors. I posted my own opinions but it appeared as if they were someone else’s views and opinions. For the record – all opinions that are or were in this post are MINE and ONLY mine. Sincere apologies to the person I erroneously misquoted.

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I received a phone call from someone today asking me about how much I earn, and how much they should pay someone in a very similar role to mine. The starting wage they are going to pay is about $15,000 more than I earn. That just made my day worse than ever. I was already having a really crap day. So that made me in a foul mood.

I then got a call from a friend – she has much more tolerance and patience when being discriminated against than I have. I’m getting a decent idea of what it’s like in Quebec. All the French speakers think they’re more French than the French, and that they’ve the right to treat anyone like dirt. From what I’ve heard from people who live in Quebec, and those who have visited that Quebec treats outsiders with contempt and disdain.

I was treated brusquely once passing through Montreal airport – and I was only there for 45 minutes. Well to hell with them. I hate the fact that Quebec folk think they are better than anyone else, simply because they speak french. They want to discriminate against me when i go through Montreal airport? Those bunch of Pierre’s and Genevieve’s can take their asses back to Paris and go back to riding bicycles with black and white striped sweaters, with a beret and string of onions around their necks.

Most English speakers in Canada that I’ve talked to about this are content to have two official languages. There’s nothing wrong with it, and seems the best way to keep it. But those philistines in Quebec think all of Canada should speak french. The bilingualism in Canada makes this country unique.

What’s even worse is that they truly believe they’re European. Stupid stupid stupid. Like HELLO? You’re a few hours from Buffalo, New York and you think you’re European?

Quebec is what makes Canada Canadian. Without Quebec, and the Queen as head of state, Canadians would just be a slightly northern version of the Yanks.

It was delightful talking to my buddy. She posted on her new blog about ‘home’. As she’s from England, and still sounds EXTREMELY English to me at least… it makes me feel normal again when her and her parents are around. Being not one of the normal in Canada for five years has definitely affected me generally. I’m not in a state of depression or anything like that, but I am continually homesick. So her and her family allow me to put that to the side for a while and it always makes me happy. In her blog post about home she mentions how England was different when she recently returned there. Funnily enough it was the exact same experience for me when I went home for my grandpa’s funeral. I felt completely out of place and not comfortable at all in a place I’d lived all my life. I couldn’t wait to get back to Canada. Of course, as soon as I got back to Canada, I wanted to go back to England.

In the words of the frogs… c’est la vie.

Pepto Bismol Ads / Pappa Bear – Cherish

I’m getting so f**king sick and tired of those dumbass ads of those social rejects on the advertisements on television for Pepto Bismol. The one with the opera singer, the granny doing the splits… you know which one I’m talking about. At first I thought they were funny… but they’re just plain stupid, and they are getting on my nerves a LOT!

I’m going to be upgrading my blog sometime in the near future to WordPress 2.3.1 – the most awesome and easy to use content management system on the planet.

Been looking for the following song as an mp3 for a while – I forgot the name of the artist who covered this, but then remembered it’s ‘Pappa Bear’. Enjoy these two videos – they remind me of my best friend who I love dearly and miss every day:

First Day At School

Today was a big milestone for Nicolas. He spent his first day at school. School started at 0845 and ended at 1520. His teacher is pretty nice. We sent him to Lakewood School instead of Mount Carmel because Mount Carmel’s a Catholic school. Students there are made to go to Mass, the teachers indoctrinate the students to believe that God and Jesus are the only real gods. In religious education there’s a complete concentration on Christianity and there’s no learning about other religions.

If my son grows up to become Christian then that’s his business, but I’m not going to have him unfairly influenced into Christianity like some of his cousins here already are. That’s the good side to Lakewood School… there’s no special religious biased. The down sides are the large majority of kids there are white (Nicolas’s class is evident of this). I’ve seen a lot of racism coming from very young children in this town and I’m afraid that Nicolas will experience it more in Lakewood School. Most of the native kids are getting sent to Mount Carmel. But at least Nicolas’s cousin Talia is in the same school and class, so at least they’ll have someone familiar there with them.

Packing Nicolas’s lunch was an ordeal… 3 sandwiches of bologna, 3 juice packs, 3 granola bars, an apple, banana, 1 fruit cup and 3 sugary snack packs. The locker space is meagre but he’ll have to learn to manage. I was more freaked out than Nicolas was… he just took it all in his stride.

Onto something else… today at work wasn’t good. I got very angry, and somewhat ‘hurt emotionally’ I guess is the correct phrase. The boss doesn’t appreciate my talents. I work extremely hard, and am ALWAYS willing to go that extra mile, always willing to do overtime, and always willing to go over and above.

I’ve been taking various photographs with my new Panasonic DMC-L27 camera. It’s got 7.2 megapixel resolution and a 1:2.8-4.5/6.1-36.6 Lumix lens. It takes very high quality photographs. The options are too numerous to count. Thought it was rather funny that it didn’t have an viewing hole though ha!

White Folk Trying To Take From Natives

There’s two types of white folk in Canada. There’s caucasian of which I am half… and then there’s the ‘Metis’. Although the term means ‘half’ in french, in Canada it’s come to mean something quite quite different. Basically… any white person with ‘i want to be’ syndrome can become Metis and pretend they’re aboriginal.

Like damnit when are the Metis going to get it that they are NOT aboriginal and there are millions of people in Canada that don’t like paying Read more...

My Blog

I’ve been thinking lately about where I want my blog to go. I’ve been looking at www.problogger.net and recently submitted my blog to www.critiquemyblog.com. I even did something which I vowed I would never do and that’s put advertisements on my website. I’m not really sure why I did it… maybe for another source of revenue as I don’t early nearly enough. But that’s not working out so not sure what to do.

I don’t get a WHOLE HUGE amount of traffic. I even briefly considered scrapping it altogether but then told myself I was fecking nuts and cleared that thought from my head immediately. Then I realised… by jove, I actually need my blog. It’s a source of stress relief for me – my style of blogging is quite literally what I am thinking as I think it. Although I can’t put 100% of what I’m thinking on here because of my domestic situation, there is about 98%. So don’t you worry all of you millions that love my blog it’s not going anywhere.

I’ve created some pages on some subjects I find interesting… such as the Nazi history of that old goat married to Elizabeth Regina II. Then the page about Michael Abney-Hastings who should be the legitimate monarch of Great Britain. Although… I’m increasingly resenting the entire Royal family.

Why should anyone pay homage or revere, or have someone deemed to have a higher social worth simply because they’re related to someone who was a bloodthirsty murdering tyrant in the past? I’m having an internal struggle – the Royal Family brings in close to one billion pounds of revenue from tourism every year.

I read a story on BBC News about a Pakistani woman who was boning this guy in England who was married to someone else and had a son. The woman resented the baby as a threat to her relationship and killed him by torture… slicing open his legs so his veins and tendons were showing. The baby had a broken thigh, shin and three broken ribs. This is one of those stories that literally had my pulse racing and made the rage in me fester even harder It’s those sort of philistines that deserve the death penalty by stoning. That stupid bitch would never have done that in Saudi Arabia or in China.. or Thailand. She comes to England to exploit our system of justice and murders a baby and doesn’t get convicted of murder. I don’t care what anyone thinks… I hope a vigilante grabs that woman by her hair one night, wraps it around her neck, ties her to the bedpost and throws her out the window so she hangs herself.

While I’m on the subject… I and millions of other British people are getting increasingly ashamed of just how much of a sycophantic establishment runs the country. Gordon Brown didn’t put George Bush in his place. When is any British Prime Minister ever going to get some balls and tell the President where he can stick his opinions and desires?