My Kingdom for an MTBI

You'll need an MTBI to make any sense of the news these days. (Already I sound like my dad, or an archetypal dad, noting how wild, amoral, and anomic the world of today is... not like when I was a kid, when we walked 50 miles to school uphill each way in bare feet on broken glass and we were glad to, damnit, and we held doors open for the elderly and our pants covered our under pants and people took pride in their work...) But, fuck, when the idjits on the news wonder why this is happening here in Canada, where our worst crime is apparently our arrogance about how FRIENDLY and NOT AMERICAN we are (and we are really extra super benign and nice, look at Alex Trebek) and the next news item is about this... need we look any further? (The answer, in case you were wondering, is "no", we needn't.)

"Mountain Thrust" is such a great name. A strong name. A male name. The kind of name a high-altitude goatfucker might come up with... yeah, it is some kind of bestial lovin'/overcompensating-for-something-unspeakably-dreadful-kind of name. It makes me ashamed to be Canadian. Of course, so does this, this, and this. Oh, and apartheid. And the fact we are still playing NHL hockey in June.

P-man out.