I wish the government and the Minister of Justice would address these legal and constitutional arguments, but they refuse to. They want Canadians to go blindly into their brave new world, but it is not wise for a society to move blindly in any direction.
quote by Stockwell Day
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Path
Dont want to walk
the traditional roads,
parallel pathways,
commercial tracks,
political highways.
I refuse to
labor social mammoths,
be part of the same breed,
breathe in corrupted heavens,
compromise on my deeds.
I am no slave to
elected government,
the corporal society,
self proclaimed kings,
social tranquility.
I want to mouth
futile laws,
the loaded corruption,
constitutional blemish,
the racial favoritism.
I dislike
regional prejudice,
moneyed protection,
patriotic theater,
unhealthy tradition.
Where to go,
which direction,
where is it,
path to resurrection.
poem by Fahim Sayed
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The Leader of the Opposition's constitutional obligation - the obligation to Parliament - it's the reason we did the merger! - is to make sure Canadians have an alternative for government.
quote by Stephen Harper
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Canadıan Bındıng Referendums
If the Swiss have binding referendums, why can’t we?
Are we so submissive that we get down on one knee?
If those in Oregon have death with dignity, why can’t we?
Is this a Supreme-Court dictatorship where we have to agree?
It might mean that us Canadians could call the place ours.
And the establishment hierarchy might loose some power.
We need a permanent constitutional committee for change,
But our appointees and politicians refuse to arrange.
Because no one has the guts to propose this type of change,
The complacent media look on these ideas as very strange,
It can’t happen, it will not happen because it’s completely banned,
Without binding referendums, Canadians just can’t demand.
poem by James Bredin
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Why Do Less Than Half Of Us Vote? Oct 23rd,2012
WHY DO LESS THAN HALF OF US VOTE? Oct 23rd,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Why do less than half Canadians even bother to vote?
Do our appointed Ottawa aristocrats have us by the throat?
The Supreme Court decides what the government can or cannot do,
Therefore our elected politicians are stymied and don't have a clue.
Why is it that most Canadians don't even know about this?
And no binding referendums or recall like the Swiss,
With abortion clinics everywhere and DWD banned,
Therefore Canadians might tend to have problems in this Promised Land.
Why do our courts announce so many publication bans?
Why does the Youth Criminal Justice Act tend to tie our hands?
And the government denied permission to close the Insite Clinic down,
Why bother to vote if things in Ottawa can't be changed around?
Oct 23rd,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Hosni Mubarak The Rogue Elephant
with baited breath watch last charge
of a rogue bull elephant heated on musk
head shot charges stumbling blindly
on knowing in momentum rush it is dead...
the people have spoken tyrant power is broken
quasi-legal basis of Egyptian government has
ruled through “emergency powers” for decades
now people shout 'Mubarak out, Mubarak out'.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Blinded By Shades Of Gray
Sometimes I feel confused and like my heart is broke.
Sometimes I think I'll find inner peace with smoke-
As I inhale the poisons and then exhale them away…
Sometimes I don't know why I think that way-
I guess because I'm blinded by shades of gray-
As I blindly try to find my way...
Sometimes I fly so high-
But the problems are still there, I cant deny-
Because eventually, I have to come back down to reality,
And that's one thing, From which drugs can never permanently set you free...
Sometimes I don't know why
I think that way-
I guess because I'm blinded by shades of gray-
As I blindly try to find my way...
Sometimes I think I'll find my answers,
At the bottom of a glass and I'll try to drink my problems away-
As the world around me blurs-
With bitter-sweet intoxication...
Sometimes I don't know why I think that way-
I guess its just my sometimes foolish imagination-
As I blindly try to find my way...
Sometimes I like to feel pain on the outside-
To mask the pain on the inside…
Sometimes I'll cut my wrists-
Sometimes longing just to end the pain and darkness-
With all this suffering inside-
Thinking that suicide,
Would be okay-
Hoping to bleed to death and fade into oblivion…
Sometimes I don't know why I think that way-
I guess because I'm blinded by shades of gray-
While I feel like the world is a place, Not worth living in-
In which I blindly try to find my way...
I hope its not to late,
To escape
This dark fate-
But for now, I guess I'll just have to wait-
As I long to escape the pain-
To never have to face it again...
But for now, I'll just take my medicine-
To help me forget this dark world, I'm living in...
poem by Philip Alarie
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Euthanasa Maybe ... Nov 25th,2012
EUTHANASIA MAYBE … NOV 25TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
It's difficult for Canadians to make euthanasia legal,
In fact, it's likely that this issue could be considered evil,
Because organized religious groups are all opposed,
Therefore their anti-euthanasia ideas are imposed.
Without binding referendums or compulsory votes; it's sad,
Without proportional representation; it's as though we've been had,
But no one will discuss this problem, as though it's a sin
Canadians have gone to Switzerland in order to win.
Political, bureaucrat and legal aristocrats can't be touched,
Nor can they recognize that they may have truly botched,
Because Canadians need death with dignity and soon,
It happened to Sue Rodriguez with a disease so no one's immune.
Nov 25th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Justice stands still
When justice stands still
only the fool hearted,
will contemplate pursuing even the most just of causes,
when justice stands still,
the brave only will seek retribution
for sins committed against them and their kinsman,
can any gleamse of sovereignty exist
where justice takes a tea break,
and when justice decides to stand still
will any sanity prevail,
where justice once stood still,
can any unity ever be restored
once upon a time the jews were slandered and abused
but they had the courage to stand up and refuse,
when justice stands still,
the supposed saviours become the enslavers,
who then will stand up to refuse for the people
when justice stands still,
the law makers become peace detractors,
creating laws meant not to ensure harmony,
but to bring woo to the masses,
when justice stands still,
they will seek to devour,
those they once vowed to protect,
justice stands still,
the eleventh plague,
not just a biblical fantasy,
but a present reality
poem by Tinashe Severa
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First, I was Bavarian State Minister of Justice, and after the ministries of justice in the various states were dissolved I became Reich Minister without portfolio.
quote by Hans Frank
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A truth of love
A truth of love
~
It is often sought
Blindly and completely
Possessively to be held
In a moment of life
Capturing its essence
To share and enjoy
To embrace fully
That kind of passion
The sex and desire
The time given
Each conversation
Slowly learning
More still to know
Never knowing it all
A mystery still remains
It carries a fear
Which strikes deeply
Still its sought
Blindly and completely
poem by Matthew Holloway
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A Group of Appoıntees
Your grandson at the abortion clinic before he was born,
Was killed; will never have a name and no one will even morn,
It was made legal by a Supreme Court decision long ago,
There is no legal obligation that you should even know.
There is something very wrong here though, as you can plainly see,
A civilized society controlled by a group of appointees,
And no one can ask because it’s all politically correct,
Death by abortion and Canadians cannot interject.
Therefore we all need binding referendums like the Swiss,
Elected Senate and Supreme Court and please, no more of this,
Proportional representation and no more first past the post,
And death with dignity might help some of us sick and old the most.
poem by James Bredin
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Arouse Ye Brave Canadians: Lines Suggested by General Brock's Stirring Appeal to the People of Upper
Canadian's arms are stout and strong,
Canadian hearts are true ;
Your homes were in the forest made,
Where pine and maple grew.
A haughty foe is marching
Your country to enthrall ;
Arouse ye, brave Canadians,
And answer to my call !
Let every man who swings an axe,
Or follows at the plough,
Abandon farm and homestead,
And grasp a rifle now !
We'll trust the God of Battles,
Although our force be small ;
Arouse ye, brave Canadians,
And answer to my call !
Let mothers, though with breaking hearts,
Give up their gallant sons ;
Let maidens bid their lovers go,
And wives their dearer ones !
Then rally to the frontier,
And form a living wall ;
Arouse ye, brave Canadians,
And answer to my call !
poem by J.D. Edgar (1893)
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The punishment which the wise suffer who refuse to take part in the government, is to live under the government of worse men.
The punishment which the wise suffer who refuse to take part in the government is to live under the government of worse men.
I'd love to thwart the Census form, but I want a constitutional basis for doing it - and here's the tricky thing. I think even constitutional purists would tell you that just because something isn't in the Constitution does not mean the government cannot do it.
quote by Mark Davis
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Sleep
Do you give yourself to me utterly,
Body and no-body, flesh and no-flesh
Not as a fugitive, blindly or bitterly,
But as a child might, with no other wish?
Yes, utterly.
Then I shall bear you down my estuary,
Carry you and ferry you to burial mysteriously,
Take you and receive you,
Consume you, engulf you,
In the huge cave, my belly, lave you
With huger waves continually.
And you shall cling and clamber there
And slumber there, in that dumb chamber,
Beat with my blood's beat, hear my heart move
Blindly in bones that ride above you,
Delve in my flesh, dissolved and bedded,
Through viewless valves embodied so –
Till daylight, the expulsion and awakening,
The riving and the driving forth,
Life with remorseless forceps beckoning –
Pangs and betrayal of harsh birth.
poem by Kenneth Slessor
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Ready For A Match
The wise man's eyes are open in his head but,
The fool walks blindly on this earth;
And like the male and the female singers ready for a match.
Light exceeds darkness and love is the key,
So be very wise with your actions on this earth;
And the darkness will lead us quickly to the graves.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I have spent all my life under a Communist regime, and I will tell you that a society without any objective legal scale is a terrible one indeed. But a society with no other scale but the legal one is not quite worthy of man either.
quote by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
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Scapegoat
Judges have decimated
Meanings of our laws
Already guilty?
Something has a flaw
Wrongly accused
Blindly confused
Open your eyes
Try to realize
Chorus:
Don't you know
You can't see
Too damn blind
To judge me!
Wrongly accused
Blindly confused
Open your eyes
Try to realize
Repeat Chorus
Laws are meant to follow
But they've misled you
Conceal their meaning
So they can suit you
Misjudged by the system
No one ever knows
Adding injury to insult
No one ever knows
No one
No one knows
No one
No one
No one knows...
Judges have decimated
Meanings of our laws
Already guilty?
Something has a flaw
Wrongly accused
Blindly confused
Open your eyes
Wake up
song performed by by Fear Factory from Soul Of A New Machine
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Doth Then The World Go Thus?
Doth then the world go thus? doth all thus move?
Is this the justice which on earth we find?
Is this that firm decree which all doth bind?
Are these your influences, Powers above?
Those souls, which vice's moody mists most blind,
Blind Fortune, blindly, most their friend doth prove;
And they who thee, poor idol Virtue! love,
Ply like a feather tossed by storm and wind.
Ah! if a Providence doth sway this all,
Why should best minds groan under most distress?
Or why should pride humility make thrall,
And injuries the innocent oppress?
Heavens! hinder, stop this fate; or grant a time
When good may have, as well as bad, their prime!
poem by William Henry Drummond
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