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The Great Canadian Political Crisis As I See It

The Red Team’s score is tied-up with the Blue Team’s: 1-1. Game is about to finish in half an hour.

Then it starts raining. Everyone just knows that the Red Team will lose because they never perform well in the rain.

Never in my life have I followed a political campaign as deeply as Barack Hussein Obama’s U.S. presidential campaign. Listening to speech after speech, watching debate after debate, laughing at satire after satire on late night television. Gluing my eyes to the results coverage promptly after 7:00pm on November 4th, 2008…

Oh, and by the way, Canada is also going to elections. What this essentially means to me — a new immigrant in Toronto, Ontario — is probably what an election in Norway means to a Kangaroo farmer in Australia… not that Kangaroos are farmed in Australia, but who knows these things, eh? Besides, I’m not even a citizen to be able to cast a vote. Ha!

I was waiting for a bus and saw this across the street:

Two Indian-looking guys (both 30ish, real South Asian “Indian“, not “native” Indians) were standing outside an apartment building, with their backs to the Lobby. A white (40ish, ‘visible majority’) guy accompanied by a woman, came out of the lobby, sneaked up behind them, and yelled at the top of his lungs, over their heads: “Shoo!”. This startled the hell out of the two guys.