In 30 days......

 Well. Here we are. You're starting this thing, and so am I.  A little back story, I'm a 56 year old man, single, oft addled, and about to run for government. In 30 days, Canada will have elected it's 44th session of parliament, and I, he of little means and big dreams, learned today that we will go to the polls on September 20, 2021 - less than 2 years into the 5 year mandate of the Justin Trudeau Liberal government. I have spent the past five years wrapped deep in a web of global intrigue and peril.  Real life James Bond kind of shit I tell you, a story so incredible that I'm balls deep cheering for the side that will one day reveal the story. For those requiring perspective, we are in the year 2021, and there has been a war raging between the globalists - of which our PM is a Golden Boy of - and some fierce patriots, throngs of people the world over who know the death grip of global tyranny when they see it and are finally speaking up against the gang tactics of the collectivist mobs.  Hyperbole?  Perhaps a bit, but the degree to which the soft leftist will seethe with distain when confronted with a non conformity, you begin to see the truth in the saying that Liberalism is a mental disorder.  Far from insulting, or being trite, I have many friends and family who break character and act out uncharacteristically when their politics are challenged.  What should be a civil discussion usually sees blanket rejection, characterization and bias confirmation by inventing a reprehensible individual to match the pre existing emotion.  But how is that emotion there in the first place?  How is politics woven so deeply into our sense of self and personal value system?  I hope to find out as I attempt to fire up the old manic master that could glow red orange auras while moving mountains.  I've spent the bulk of these past five years hunkered down, mining the internet for the truth in an ever shrinking body of evidence.  We are seeing a clampdown in a big way, people are reacting differently, but we are definitely seeing two camps emerging, the do as you're tolders and the nah I'm gooders - globalists and nationalists, collectivists and individualists, truthers and normies.... it's election time in Canada and I'm running for a brand new populist party, The Peoples Party of Canada.  We stand apart from the mainstream party and pay the price for it as we struggle to gain traction, gain momentum and eventually, gain victory.  A dark horse to say the least, the seat is  held by socialist poster-boy Matthew Green, that perfect "Obama Lite" version of the manufactured new left politician.  No longer is the NDP the party of grizzled steelworkers, now its white collar unionists in the schools and the hospitals. This riding - the heart and guts of  Hamilton is always a safe haven for the left, but a true populist just might have a chance.  I have been here for almost 40 years and many know me from many walks of life I've taken a few steps in.  The last 15 years has been about music and new media.  I know the insipid and corrupt legacy media is self destructing and will be replaced by the litany of amazing independent journalists out there, so much talent, so much potential.  The eyes that once rolled at the "conspiracy theorists" are now rolling their eyes at the newscasters who repeat the same mantra you'd expect from their counterparts in a Netflix series. Bullshit.  Whereas when I ran for office in 1997 at the age of 32, I was spry and full of energy - I'm beat down and full of doubt and resignation.  It's more a case of knowing what's coming and if the expense and effort will be worth it...but I know - I really know that I have to do this.  So few could afford themselves the opportunity to attempt the impossible and win a seat in parliament, with a fringe party, against the heavyweight champ New Democrats and Trudeau's Libs on either side, breathing down their damn commie breath. It's Sunday August 15th 2021 and the P.M. called the shot today.  Kind of penniless and hopeless, somethin tells me that this ride will make for a good story regardless of how it ends.  May the best person win.