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In 12 days Albertans will kick off the hunt for the next leader of the Conservative Party right here in Calgary. And we are doing it in true western fashion. Take western hospitality, mix in leadership candidates, and add some delicious barbecue and beer and you’ve got a recipe for a party you don’t want to miss! Come on down and spend the afternoon with MP's Michelle Rempel and Blake Richards on June 18th at Symons Valley Ranch for a pre-Stampede event and possibly meet the next Prime Minister of Canada. Here’s what to expect: Short speeches by leadership candidates Refreshment breaks to soak in the ideas and the sun More ideas presented by the candidates More breaks with time to pull something cold from the beer tubs Q & A with the leadership candidates The event will close with a western party, including a tasty barbecued dinner. The lineup for the evening includes: Hon. Lisa Raitt , M.P., Hon. Kellie Leitch, M.P., Hon. Tony Clement, .P., Hon. Michael Cho...
Welcome to 2020 When a leftist talks about “everything is politics” they ignore that for most people, the freedom not to spend a significant part of your time deliberating about politics is part of what it is to live life as a free citizen. Cole's Notes 2020 “Of course, as long as there were willing followers, there would be exploitive leaders. And there would be willing followers until humanity reached that philosophical plateau where it recognized that its great mission in life had nothing to do with any struggle between classes, races, nations, or ideologies, but was, instead, a personal quest to enlarge the soul, liberate the spirit, and light up the brain. On that quest, politics was simply a roadblock of stentorian baboons." Skinny Legs and All - Tom Robbins 2003 Well - welcome to the roaring '20s. So here it is, my first post of 2020. It's been maturing in me all this last year. For me, 2019 was a down year for writing and posting. ...
The Moon Under Water by George Orwell Evening Standard, 9 February 1946 My favourite public-house, the Moon Under Water, is only two minutes from a bus stop, but it is on a side-street, and drunks and rowdies never seem to find their way there, even on Saturday nights. Its clientele, though fairly large, consists mostly of "regulars" who occupy the same chair every evening and go there for conversation as much as for the beer. If you are asked why you favour a particular public-house, it would seem natural to put the beer first, but the thing that most appeals tome about the Moon Under Water is what people call its "atmosphere." To begin with, its whole architecture and fittings are uncompromisingly Victorian. It has no glass-topped tables or other modern miseries, and, on the other hand, no sham roof-beams, ingle-nooks or plastic panels masquerading as oak. The grained woodwork, the ornamental mirrors behind the bar, the cast-iron f...
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