Rebellion is Canada Bound!!
So after reading the Mayor of Mitchieville for a whole week or so, I have decided to pack up and move the Rebellion family to the great corn fields of Canada.
It seems a truly magical place, seriously, a veritable pantheon of loving and feeling. A very present comfort in times of need. A valhalla of giving to the poor and homeless. Those cheerful givers of aid to the needy, the restless, the poor yearning to be freed from the shackles of the consumerist culture we have forced upon us.
I have decided to take Mrs Rebellion and the rebel spawn to that magical land of Toronto. That is truly the mecca to the panhandler in all our hearts. Why oh why would you ever want to work again, when those wonderful people in Canada are so prepared to give all they have to ensure you are not troubled by the need to look after your own family. I can truly be free. I think I may set myself up as a tutor in interpretive dance to explain the similarities between the indigenous peoples of both Canada and Australia and their fight for meaning in the white man’s world. The fact that I haven’t a drop of blood in common with these people shouldn’t matter in the slightest. Just look at Ward Churchill. If he can claim to be Indian, I can call myself whatever the hell I like. Mrs Rebellion can prepare nutritious and tasty vegan tofu dishes for our fellow new-Canadians to savour. Mmmm, I can just taste that bean curd soup now.
Though the concern that I have is that Interpretive Dance Instructors tend to get paid and far be it for me to join the long list of oppressors of the poor and dispossesed by forcing them to acrtually pay me for my skills. I can just imagine the horde waiting to seek my lessons in that ozian state of Toronto. It even sounds like Toto, so you know it must be magical.
Maybe if I secured a Government Grant of some kind I could give my lessons for free. I am sure the truly wonderful people of Toronto, no, I am going to call it Toto from now on because it is just such a special place. As I was saying, the wonderful people of Toto will greet the Rebellion family with open arms, give us food, a house and free health care.
That is it, the decision has been made, we are moving, now who can send me the money to fly over there? Obviously it will be first class tickets because in the new workers paradise of toto, there won’t be any such thing as class and anybody can sit anywhere they like.
I can’t wait.
Always the way with these progressives, always looking for a way to sponge or free-load off others.
Comment by MK | March 2, 2008
Just remember to lose your identity documents on the way off the plane. Claim refugee status and get the pay cheques started. It is not a bad life, just be sure to vote forever for the party of forever giving pay cheques.
Comment by Fenris Badwulf | March 3, 2008