Showing posts with label Army of Pinkos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Army of Pinkos. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

C'Mon My Army of Pinkos. Young and Old Must Unite!


This country is in trouble and the Harper government is trying to pit the young against the old, blaming seniors for the debt that will be passed on to future generations.

Nonsense.

Our problems are not due to the Baby Boomers, now reaching retirement, but the rich. The rich, the richer, and the filthy rich. Those folks that Harper is determined to make even richer at the expense of everyone else.

Duncan Cameron says the young and old must unite if we have any chance of saving healthcare, education and pensions.
On the eve of the second decade of the new century, a renewed alliance between young and old would help Canadians trying to make a better life for more citizens. Much of current public policy debate turns around attempts to foster irrational fears about what the future holds. A prime example is attempts to manipulate public opinion by evoking threats an aging population pose for our public healthcare system. The next generation will stagger around covering the debts incurred to look after the health (and income) needs of retirees; we are told this so often people start to believe it.

There is no truth to the idea that young Canadians will need to go without to protect seniors' pensions and healthcare. The issues facing Canadians, whether they be young, old, or in between, have very little to do with the commonly heard assertions about how the aging population threatens the future of healthcare; or, how the young will need to subsidize older Canadians in retirement. The real division in Canada today is the same one noted by Aristotle in the 5th-century B.C.: the struggle between the rich and the poor.
So my Army of Pinkos, while Don Cherry speaks only for millionaires, we are the ones speaking for the little guy. The average Canadians of all ages. The poor, the working poor, seniors, veterans .... everyone that the Harper government ignores.

And to all you young folks out there, write a little pledge and put it in the Christmas card to your grandparents, or elderly neighbours. Promise them that you will not blame them for the loss of any of the things their generation was able to take for granted. Because the fact is, we do not need to lose them. We just need a fairer tax system, so that those who get the most from this country's resources, pay their share.

Forget Don Cherry. Forget Stephen Harper. Forget Jim Flaherty.

There's lots of money out there, but it's being hoarded by the greedy. Time to spread it around a bit. Put an end to corporate welfare and demand that this government changes it's focus.

That money is our money, not theirs. Enough is enough.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

How Don Cherry Turned Me Into a Communist

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Do you think I got their attention?

When our kids were younger, we went to Toronto for a few days over the Christmas holidays, and had tickets to a Maple Leaf game, when they were still playing at the Gardens.

We decided to drop in earlier in the day to see if the team was practicing (yes they do practice) and as it happened there was a charity skate-a-thon taking place, with several NHL stars, including Bobby Orr.

They were just setting up tables for autographs and as Don Cherry walked by to take his place, my daughter blurted out, "Don Cherry, Don Cherry. Your brother [ Dick Cherry] is my principal".

Cherry stopped in his tracks. "Yeah? Are you guys from Kingston?"

When we told him that we were, he immediately gave us the red carpet treatment, even introducing us to the rest of the stars at the table, including Bobby Orr, like we were his friends. We've never forgotten that.

But Cherry's recent nonsense over "left-wing Pinkos", has blurred that fond memory, though Cherry is only a symptom of what is wrong in this country, not the cause.

Divisive politics have created enemies, when there were none before. Everything has become a left-right issue, instead of a Canadian issue. And Don Cherry fed into that divide at a time when he could have used his celebrity, to help those who turned his often ignorant musings, into a successful career.

The opposition to the new Toronto mayor, Rob Ford, is that he will be throwing thousands of public servants out of work, at a time when unemployment is high. And he is doing this not to save money, because privatization schemes always end up costing more, but so he can make another small sector of the population even richer than they already are.

In the meantime, those public servants, will now be given the opportunity to do the same job for less money, to the benefit of the corporate elite.

And this "hero of the little guy" Cherry, is supporting that. And he is engaging in divisiveness to do it. Our own Glen Beck.

But I think that Cherry may have done us a favour, because he has provided a rallying cry. We can become an Army of "Pinkos".

And I don't mean an army of Communists, as my heading implies, because the term Pinko was never really about Communism, but the ignorance surrounding it. The misplaced fear and hatred that accepted an unprecedented buildup of military weapons, and suspension of civil liberties, while ignoring the needs of a nation's citizens.

No, my Army of Pinkos will take on the neoconservative movement.

We will fight against tax cuts for the wealthy and for social programs.

We will fight against more prisons and for social justice.

We will fight against corporate welfare and for corporate responsibility.

Against billions spent on climate change denial and for real action to fight climate change.

Against the closing of the Prison Farms and for rehabilitation that has worked in the past.

Against the purchase of more military hardware and for an end to this conflict.

Against the suspension of Nortel's disability pensions and for an end to corporations getting all the breaks.

Against the need for so many foodbanks and for real action to end poverty.

And I'm just getting started.

So thank you Don Cherry. I am again inspired by you. Your face will appear on my flag and your words will resonate with my soldiers.

An Army of Pinkos, whose arsenal will be our feet, our keyboards and our votes.

Ballyhoo my pink heroes. We have a job to do.