I have felt it my duty to write a post today. I scoured the Internet in search of a compelling story. Something that would make me go what the hell? Maybe a wow. Even a huh? Alas nothing really stood out.
There was the canned outrage at the Canadian Health Department sending extra body bags to remote Native reserves in the North, in case the swine flu fits those areas as hard as predicted. Worrisome, perhaps, but I don't see it as a political outrage. I am always leery when Native issues are used for political gain. Maybe that is just my middle class white guilt shining through, who knows? My point is, I bet the Canadian health system is gearing up all over the country for a second wave of the Swine Flu, the fact that a few extra body bags have been sent to northern communities is probably nothing more then preparation for what might come. Sad, but not a political issue. There I said it. Her Majesty's Royal Opposition can suck it.
Whoops, I guess that story did bring out some rage... but not enough. Anything else catch my eye?
I thought about attacking privacy issues, the Patriot Act, the 4th Amendment et al. But I got lazy. I was slightly inspired to do so after reading Hunter S. Thompson's Kingdom of Fear. But the task seemed daunting. And damn it, yes, I am in fact Canadian, sometimes it's best I ignore the elephant down South.
There was the music industry. But I poked enough fun at them on Twitter. Oh, right there was the little bit about me having a nasty cold. Could I really rant on and on about that? Probably not. But wait, isn't this ramble all pretty much a fever induced rant in the first place? ACHOO! Perhaps. Now where did I put my tissue?