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Je suis allé faire un tour à Toronto il y a de celà quelques jours. C’est en fait mon premier voyage vers l’Ouest, mise à part Ottawa. J’ai été agréablement étonné par cette ville qui vibre presque comme New-York mais en plus petit. Il y a un charme et un dynamisme éblouissants qui vous prend par surprise et vous rend petit devant autant de grandeur. Il y aussi ce rythme moderne vibrant du 21ième siècle. À la plus grande intersection par exemple les gens peuvent traverser en diagonale, comme à Tokyo. Les tramways sont partout et fondent parfaitement dans le décor des rues larges, tout en ajoutant un chic. Les avenues et boulevards sont très bien aménagés et l’interdiction de stationnement dans les rues libère grandement les artères. Les vélos aussi sont très omniprésents et gênent très peu les automobilistes. Le seul hic c’est que toute cette activité intense engendre un stress qu’on peut ressentir, comme la façon de conduire des gens par exemple. Il y a également une présence très multi-culturelle. En somme, il y a de quoi de nouveau et rafraîchissant dans l’air de Toronto.

J’ai réalisé soudainement qu’on m’avait menti durant toutes ces années. Que l’image véhiculée dans les médias à propos de Montréal était pleine de bullshit. Montréal ne peut en aucun cas s’égaler à la force et à l’énergie que cette ville dégage. On vous la présente comme une métropole culturelle, unique, européenne, vibrante et patati et patata. Il y a eu à Montréal une seule et grande transformation en 1967, et puis, plus rien. Donc tout est resté plus ou moins le même avec des petits changements peu convaincants. Les rues sont en piteux états, serrées et toujours engorgées de traffic à n’importe quelle heure du jour. Le métro a 40 ans et tombe tout le temps en panne sans dire qu’il est trop petit et désuet pour fournir à la demande. Montréal est un échec lamentable mais les quelques médias s’efforcent de cacher sa senteur de merde avec du vaporisateur bas-de-gamme. La raison pour laquelle rien n’avance au Québec c’est que tous les oeufs sont placés dans le panier Montréal. Et à Montréal rien n’avance car il faut faire plaisir à tout le monde. Cependant c’est une mission impossible car il y a toujours une division 50/50 sur à peu près tout.

L’idéal, serait de céder Montréal à l’Ontario. Ensuite que les québecois investissent leurs efforts et déménagent dans la Capitale. Cette ville est un boulet que vous traînez depuis beaucoup trop longtemps, que vous gaspillez énergie et ressources pour seulement la maintenir en vie comme un mourrant. Lâchez-moi avec votre charme européen il y en a mille fois plus à Ottawa, Toronto et mieux encore, Québec. Des festivals et de la culture aussi il y en plein ailleurs. Arrêtez de croire que Montréal est unique. C’est une Île industrielle saturée de camions, de stations d’essence, de putain de traffic et des routes sur le point de tomber. Ah oui et des vieux appart à logement qui datent des années 60 dont au moins 2 brûlent à tous les jours. Laissez-faire aussi l’idée d’intégration culturelle, vous en voulez pas et arrêtez de faire semblant. Les “ethnies” sont tous cantonnées dans leurs propres communautés pcq ils refusent d’adopter vos valeurs et ils veulent pas être québecois. Un Indien qui vit à Toronto c’est pas un Ontarien c’est un Indian Canadian. Un chinois qui vit à Edmonton c’est pas un Albertain c’est un Chinese Canadian. Donc pourquoi est-ce que l’arabe qui vit à Montréal doit forcément être québecois?

Prenez mon conseil et débarrassez-vous de Montréal. Ensuite faites un référendum. Si vous perdez cette fois au moins vous ne pourrez plus blâmer les éthnies. Imaginez, plus de compromis avec les races et les anglophones, et surtout le Québec va arrêter d’être politicaly correct.

I would like to write about a lighter subject today. On my way to work, I remembered how cool and exciting it was to know that you only had a few days left for freedom when school was over. No more waking up early, no more homeworks and aggravating teachers. Back in elementary, my school always organized a musical concert at the end of the year. In the previous week we were tested with tough exams that stressed us so much we didn’t eat breakfast. But we all forgot about these things in the last days of school. The teachers gave us more free time and allowed us to play outside for a longer recess period. The coming of hot weather and blue skies always rhymed with freedom for me.

I would spend the entire summer outside with friends. Bike riding around the neighborhood all day long and playing street hockey. Going to the train tracks to pound a bunch of five cents on the rails to the size of a quarter so we could play arcades. Chilling with a Mr. Freeze under a tree discussing what we were going to do next. We also visited each other and played the so awesome NES console until our parents sent us back outside. Yeah, it was a time without the Internet and paranoia, and it was good to be a kid.

How come we lose these wonderful things as we become grownups? I mean, can you imagine being off of work for the whole summer? “Yeah but that would be bad for the economy”. What do you think corporate bosses do in summer? Besides it wouldn’t be bad for the economy if people enjoyed themselves and their families because they would be healthier and happier. Imagine an economy that slowed down and gave a break to the environment.

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent

To me, there is no such thing as a democracy in Iran. It’s like saying there’s human rights in Saudi-Arabia. It’s absurd and ludicrous. But the Iranian authorities mounts a fake election poll, with all the campaign stuff for the running candidates. This only serves as a propaganda tool for a showoff to Western countries, that says Iran too can be democratic and better than the US. So every citizen plays along in this theater play and when fun time is over, the REAL leader of the country chooses some knuckle head (such as Ahmadinejad) to be the official regime puppet, err… speaker. The leader in question right now is Ali Khameni, forming a small circle of Muslim clerics (the Ayatollahs) who apply the Sharia law to the extreme. Their word is unchallengeable. If opposed, you get eliminated in a breathing moment by the Revolutionary Guard.

In recent days, since the “elections” of july 13th, the hypocrisy has backfired in the Ayatollah’s faces. People have taken the game way too seriously and now they demand that democracy be applied for real. I find the Iranians to be very courageous and I cannot help but to feel deep respect and sympathy for them. The people didn’t swallow the propaganda pill and have taken their beliefs to the streets, knowing damn well that if they opposed the authority, they were going to pay with their lives.

This proves that the Iranian authorities are a bunch of rotten goat fuckers. They believe that shooting on defenseless people is an act of courage. Also this serves as a great example and inspiration to all citizens of the planet, that tyranny has to end everywhere. People all around the globe are fed-up of being slaves to powerful and corrupt individuals. Western countries are quick to point out that they are more democratic and don’t tolerate this sort of behavior. Really? I can point out to you hundreds of rallies where the police come crashing on everyone and arresting people each year in the US, Canada, UK and France. After all, where do you think Iran learned mass-containment and riot control?

On behalf of every freedom loving citizen around the world, we salute your courage.

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While people in Western countries celebrate mother’s day and father’s day, they flock the stores in the week-end seeking to buy gifts. And like each holiday in North America, it’s all about spending money to demonstrate how much we love a person. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that if you celebrate the parents on two separate days, people are most probably going to buy more gifts, hence more profits. Am I the only one to think that capitalism is annoyingly part of everything in Western culture?

In many African countries though, Family Day is celebrated instead. It’s a day to celebrate mom and dad together. I can’t help but to feel a certain cause and effect about the high rates of divorce and family instabilities in North America. Individualism is great for the market. When a couple separates, they each will need to buy a toaster, a fridge, a stove… a car. Why promote a lifestyle that is not productive enough for the economy?

Street thugs is an urban phenomenon well known in modern times. I’m not talking here about Columbian street guerrillas off course. I’m talking about city gangs, the unorganized type made of young people aged from 12 to 17, not to be confused with the Mafia or Hells Angels off course. The type that vandalize and throw stuff at the police. The type that cowardly steals or even kills innocent victims. In recent months, a Montreal borough by the name of Montreal-North is a constant source for front page news. Just last night, a group of 70 youngsters were partying in a park and all of a sudden a clash erupted with the police so a riot followed with breaking of cars and public goods. We can certainly blame it on poverty and miseducation. Perhaps ethnic tensions between the police and the citizens of the town. How about modern culture?

When I reached my sweet 16, I started listening to hip-hop, dressed in Yo style, skipped school, took drugs, carried weapons and committed some minor crimes. All I can remember, is that I hung with a bunch of people that embraced the way of anarchy and violence, also known as teen crisis. I also had a lot of anger bottled in me, but I didn’t necessarily do these things because of it, although it might have been a motivation, but because it was so cool and praised to be a young gangsta. In high school I suddenly became respected and feared for being part of a street gang. It also gave me a feeling of belonging that I didn’t have at home. It was cool, very cool to reject all the values society held dear. Especially done with style and praise from others.

I remember the moment when I snapped out of little gangsta life. It was a hot summer afternoon. There were rumors that a rival gang was gonna come over our turf and beat the living out of everyone because one of our guys attacked one of them. I was scared and wanted to get the hell out of there as soon as possible. When we saw a large group heading our way, we all ran away and fortunately I was able to catch a city bus on time. It was basically each one for himself. The next day at school I was told that some 50 people had showed up with all sorts of weapons, and were able to catch our guy that had previously attacked one of them. Let me just tell you that he had enough stitches to heal for 3 months. After that episode, I never returned to that area, or ever hung again with these people. I decided that it wasn’t cool anymore.

When I went to Africa in 2002, Congo more precisely, I saw some really mean street thugs armed only with a simple machete. Their eyes were filled with an animalistic thirst for slaughter. These people had nothing, maybe not even a soul. They didn’t wear gold necklaces, Puff Daddy shirts and Nike shoes. Only some torn shirts, soiled pants and sometimes shoes. The government officials enrolls many of them to be army and policemen. The Rwandan genocide was perpetrated by people like these. In most parts of the African continent, people have so little and are so desperate, that they cling to life with very minimalistic resources for survival. I also saw many courageous people who, through tremendous hardship, were still able to genuinely smile and have a positive outlook on life. They simply had strong family values and a lot of faith. Did they think it was cool to go walkin’ around with some “bling” and robbing old people? Maybe they thought to get water to drink and food to eat and think for their future was a priority. I once told the Congolese that there was poor people living in Canada. They didn’t want to believe me, seriously. In their mind, America was the land of opportunity and freedom, so how could someone be poor?

My mom was alone to raise my sister and I when my father died. It was a very tough situation and we had very little financial security. We once ate spaghetti for a whole month because it was the only meal we could afford. I realized at one point that I had total control over my life, and that if I put my mind into building a successful future for me, I was gonna be able to pull myself out of this misery. Here in Canada, there are no such things as second class citizens and dictatorship. Universal health is for everybody that pay taxes, schooling is the least expensive in the whole continent, and there are many social programs to help you reach for your goals. The Congolese were right, there is no excuse to remain poor and not try to better your life. Many possibilities exist. So spare me the bullshit about young kids growing to be thugs because of poverty in countries like Canada and the US. There is no excuse as to why you can’t work your way slowly by building a good reputation for yourself and taking part in a constructive community. What is stopping you from focusing on your future and raise kids with good morale values? You ain’t never gonna see moronic rap stars give you the example so snap out of it and grow up for God’s sake!

Take a moment and look at the Hip-Hop culture that is promoted. Big time rappers praise a life of degeneration, excessiveness, greed and violence as an ideal. The young absorb these ideas like a sponge, because it rhymes with rebellion. Nike and others market their products mostly to target that audience. Remember when Blacks uprised in America and freed themselves from slavery? Remember Rosa Parks who chose not to sit in the back seat of the bus because she refused to be a second class citizen? These heroes did amazing things for future generations. But it seem like it all went down the crapper because of some knuckle heads who decided that the Black revolution goes through 50 cents and Kanye West. But that’s only the tip of the iceberg. And it’s not about Black people only, it’s about everyone being inspired by the Hip-Hop culture to manifest revolt and anger. It’s the way that is brought up and served as an example for success.

The way I see it, maybe instead of military service, a teen could be sent abroad to a poor country to help on a project. Just imagine, a young 17 year old punk ass is sent to Peru in order to help build a well. Not only does he learn responsibility, but learns humility through hardship, and learns to appreciate the wealth given to him. Most importantly, society as a whole also has a major part in it. If you cast aside ethnic minorities and isolate them in ghettos they will revolt. If you set an example of personal greed and egotism, in order to be a successful person, you are transmitting distorted immoral values that will be taken to the extreme. In absence of morality and humility, combined with wasteful wealth, modern societies can only produce a generation of angry youth seeking to revolt for the sole purpose of having nothing else worthy and meaningful to do.