Look at these bums I photographed today. Sitting right on Portage and Donald passing the sherry bottle back and forth. They were starting to catcall the ladies walking by. Can't these clowns find a more discreet place to get loaded and obnoxious? No, they like it in the action, they like getting drunk in the middle of the big city.
The media's political correctness on this Lorrie Steeves comments about drunken native guys is pathetic. It's not their fault, they were tortured and abused in the residential schools. A CBC guy even asked one of them, "were you abused in the residential school?" Can't these people handle any responsibility for there disgusting behavior?
Look at these bums I photographed today. Sitting right on Portage and Donald passing the sherry bottle back and forth. They were starting to catcall the ladies walking by. Can't these clowns find a more discreet place to get loaded and obnoxious? No, they like it in the action, they like getting drunk in the middle of the big city.
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Eccentric Harvey referred to himself as an "old resilient bastard" on the radio the other day. The 78 year old is ready for another run for city council. He was elected to the Winnipeg City Council in 1980 for the division of Sargent Park, retaining his seat until 1986.
In the provincial election of 1986, Smith was elected in the Winnipeg riding of Ellice, defeating Progressive Conservative Seech Gajadharsingh by over 2,000 votes. He was not appointed to the cabinet of Howard Pawley, and lost to Liberal Avis Gray by 724 votes in the 1988 election. In 1998, Smith came out of political retirement to run for the Winnipeg City Council again, representing the Daniel McIntyre Ward on city council. In 2002, he was re-elected over Maureen Pendergast by almost 3000 votes. Despite being the incumbent candidate, Smith lost the endorsement of the NDP going into the 2010 civic election in favour of Pat Martin's constituency assistant Keith Bellamy. Smith decided to contest this decision and ran as an independent in the 2010 Winnipeg civic election.On October 27, 2010, Smith won a narrow victory over four other candidates and retained his seat as councillor for the Daniel McIntyre ward. In 2004, he filled out the NDP nomination forms for a provincial by-election in the riding of Minto, but soon withdrew from the race. Harvey had a secret... CBC April, 2007: The apartment of a Winnipeg city councillor has been deemed insanitary by the city's environmental health services department. Harvey Smith, who represents the Daniel McIntyre ward in Winnipeg, has moved out of his suite in the Marie Apartments on Alverstone Street in the West End neighbourhood he represents. Building caretaker Normand McKay says earlier media reports that Smith was evicted are incorrect. "He wasn't evicted, and if he would have cleaned up, he'd still be living here," McKay said. "If you don't abide by the health rules, by the health department and stuff — like, they even told him to clean up because it was unsafe for anybody to live in.The way it was, I wouldn't even let my dog live here." McKay says he found mouse droppings and year-old food in Smith's apartment. "I filled out three bins of his garbage and I'm still cleaning up the apartment, the way he left it," McKay said. The closing order for Smith's suite indicates inspectors found a "large accumulation of household garbage, debris, filth and hoarding of items throughout the suite," according to a report in the Winnipeg Free Press. For his part, Smith says he's not surprised his apartment was ruled unfit for human habitation. "I mean, I agree with it. It's the walls. It's the physical condition of the apartment," he says. "When the roof leaked, they repaired the roof but they didn't bother repairing the wallpaper where the water had come down." Smith admits he had a lot of belongings, including thousands of books, records and old furniture, such as an old radio from the 1930s. "But it was all neat and clean." Smith believes he was forced out of his apartment by the landlord after he stood up for another tenant. "I made the landlord angry… because I went to bat for the tenant across the way," he says. "They tried to evict him and the Rentalsman's decision quoted me as saying the tenant was quiet and responsible." I wonder if Harvey has strange odours? Zen Yetimoto Pig Beach (Big Major Cay) is an uninhabited island (or cay) located in Exuma, the Bahamas, and known for being populated by many swimming feral pigs. The pigs are said to have been dropped off on Big Major Cay by a group of sailors who wanted to come back and cook them. The sailors, though, never returned; the pigs survived on excess food dumped from passing ships. One other legend has it that the pigs were survivors of a shipwreck and managed to swim to shore, while another claims that the pigs had escaped from a nearby islet. Others suggest that the pigs were part of a business scheme to attract tourists to the Bahamas. The pigs are now fed by locals and tourists and the island is unofficially known as Pig Beach by the locals. Big Major Cay is an uninhabited island. The island is home to approximately 20 pigs and piglets.A few stray cats and goats can be found on the island too. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-zKGos8X40 Zen Yetimoto I dislike obnoxious, obstreperous, boisterous, and vociferous people. They think they have to spew every thought that invades their small minds in a loud, forceful way. God pity the poor slobs who marry these chirping chickens. It usually is women for some reason who are the big yappers. These hens seem to think they can eject any superficial nonsense without a second thought. You will also notice that yappy people can't stay focused on a single subject for longer than 20-30 seconds. Their minds are impulsive and pinball like. An example: a person is having a conversation with them about the death of an older acquaintance and will say, "she was old, 94, but she still had most of her mind intact." The yapper will absorb that thought for .4 seconds and retort with this: "that reminds me, I stepped on a tack the other day and thought I was going to have my foot amputated." Their minds are bouncing around like a frantic weasel on acid.To keep their babbling effective they also talk very loudly. The windstorm of poppycock flowing from their bionic beaks must be drilled into their cornered quarry. These people should all be tied up, forced into swimwear and physically thrown into those 1980's isolation water tanks. Let them float in there until their chaotic internal dialogue drives them to the razor thin edge of the abyss of insanity! Below is one of my neighbours. Every time I walk down the hallway to the elevator I hear this Yapper. Not sure if she is on the phone, has passive company or is babbling to herself. But she is loud. Chinese is being spoken most of the time. Zen Yetimoto After living for years across the street from the Korean controlled Sun Food Mart, I have decided to do a critique of the sandwich offerings at the little convenience store. For $7.50 you can purchase the double cheeseburger. The 2 burgers are likely made in Calgary and shipped over here in a container on a semi truck. A person has to be drunk as a skunk to actually enjoy this treat. The buns look like they were spewed out of a volcano, hard and sand-like. The patties have the taste of dried-up paint. But if you are highly intoxicated and douse the burgers with copious amounts of ketchup they can be digested with satisfaction. The Steakhouse Roast Beef Sandwich only costs $8.29. I think these are made in Singapore as they are suffering from severe Jetlag. Tasteless yet filling, the sandwich does the trick if you are going for a major hike through the Grand Canyon. It will not go bad in +40 C temps and will provide the necessary calories for energy. The Bistro Deluxe Sandwich will make you barf after you pound one of these back after drinking 12 beers. It is a great gut cleanser. The human body will not tolerate the ingredients in the Bistro Deluxe. The lettuce in the sandwich was likely grown in Huyuan province, China. It tastes like air pollution and is as dry as a downtown bum. And lastly the Triple-Decker Torpedo Submarine Sandwich made up of Black forest ham, Genoa salami and Swiss cheese with lettuce and Dijon mustard on Asiago bread. This sandwich was probably made in Silicon Valley using a 3-D printer. This sandwich is unpalatable, insipid, bland and flat. But at least it doesn't make you upchuck. Drink 14 Extra Old Stock beers and the sandwich gets better. But the next morning you may not want to breath in another humans direction as you could make them pass out. The little Korean ladies at Sun Food Mart, they have been in Canada for 30 years and still can't speak English, only charge $10.50 for the Triple-Decker. Remember most guys that buy this sandwich are pissed out of their minds. No regard for quality cuisine or cost in that state. Just have to thank the Lord of Donald Street that Chicago Phil's pizza joint is 2 doors down. Zen Yetimoto It is about time that a blog like this has manifested allowing the blog's movers and shakers to unrestrain themselves in a rambling and inexorable pursuit towards singular truth and discovery.
I need a breath. A dynamic approach to the understanding of why cats purr is the one goal that every thinking person should pursue with relentless vigour. Some say the cat is happy, others say the cat is paranoid and panicky. It must be determined which one is the real feline emotion. Then the misunderstood cat could be communicated with. It could be used to better the planet. It could herd cattle, go into combat as a stealthy recon catsapper. The potential is limitless. Sayonara Zen Yetimoto |
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