A Handy Little War

A Handy Little War

By

James Bredin

When countries become powerful they want to expand,
Their armies travel off to some other peoples’ land,
A battle here, a war there as history has shown,
Those that survive are heroes, pointed out and well known.

History is replete with these types of stories,
And afterwards they write about the dead and their glories,
Sometimes in books or on monuments of stone,
Since the Romans, Greeks and Egyptians, this is well known.

Nowadays it’s called peacekeeping so no one’s to blame,
The UN devised peacekeeping but the game is the same,
And off we go to some strange and god forsaken place,
Claiming bullets can fix things so there is no disgrace.

Surely someone somewhere can find a better way,
Accept that much of the world is in complete disarray,
It might be war, AIDS, starvation but nothing is resolved,
Though activists and media say all this can be solved.

There is no way much is going to change over there,
So please sit down and think now; why should we care?
Their dictators are in and democracy is out,
And only Israel seems to know what it’s all about.

I think that each country should pledge to walk alone,
Stay out of other people’s business and their war zones,
And those who threaten war or try to push the edge,
Should be sanctioned by a UN international judge.

Otherwise the UN has no reason to exist,
They now assist Swiss-account dictators, who persist,
And just as Saddam’s oil for food scandal disappeared,
Their wars and Kyoto communism are weird.


Friday, April 28, 2006

UN and Kyoto on a wing and a Prayer

UN and Kyoto on a Wing and a Prayer

By

James Bredin

Environmentalists scream and holler all the time,
With weird strange statistics at the turn of a dime,
The lakes are going down and the seas are rising up,
And we’re all going to turn the color of catchup.

And it might happen overnight with no warning,
And we might all wake up dead in the morning,
Their UN Kyoto Accord is the only way to go,
Liberals did it to us almost ten years ago.

Our economy linked to Kyoto is abnormal,
And our government seems to be stuck and it’s formal,
The corrupt adscam Liberals with all their pompous pride
It’s a communist Kyoto UN plot worldwide.

The Americans and Australians didn’t go along,
China and India got excused from this throng,
But Canadians got sucked in and now can’t get out,
Misguided Liberal altruism without a doubt.

Why should we help Swiss-account dictators far away?
Locked to Liberal adscam agenda in disarray,
Global taxation by UN Kyoto back door,
As they scream for more from the General Assembly floor.

Goody-two-shoe politicians with obligations,
Looking for a job with improved UN relations,
From Ottawa to New York in one swift move,
Shred all the evidence and have it all removed.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

A Sick and Dangerous Place

A Sick and Dangerous Place

By

James Bredin


Where unwed mothers and fatherless boys like to lurk,
Gunshots in the night where no one ever goes to work,
So politically correct but out of control,
And the few apprehended are mostly on parole.

And it’s the cops who are at fault in this social struggle,
Badgering and bossy in this booming boondoggle,
Wearing guns and sticks and vests and other things,
But merely powerless observers, these uncrowned kings.

It was Trudeau’s Charter written by him from Quebec,
Meant more fatherless babies and a bigger welfare check,
Where everyone has rights to do anything they like,
Have a demonstration, a race riot or a strike.

Of course you don’t know because you’ve never been told,
About the bill of ghetto goods you’ve been sold,
They want a high level meeting with those on welfare,
They want to open the jails and fly on a wing and a prayer.

And as the people ponder this unholy mess,
Watch it on TV and read it in the press,
No referendums, no recall and no set election dates,
Numbed by guns, bullets, bodies, knives and no real debate.

Blame the cops and the gun makers they stress,
-- Not criminals or the political process,
Not pompous politicians with canned evasive answers,
In a sick society with undiagnosed cancers.


Sunday, April 23, 2006

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The Ontario Liberals, Indians and Cops

The Liberals, Indians and Cops

By

James Bredin

The headline in the Sun said McGinty knows nothing,
Attitude with the Indian problems was do-nothing,
Like a pompous politician he lied and lied some more,
On the government Queen’s Park Parliament floor.

But he is concerned about all police complaints,
From robbers and rapists who pretend they are saints,
And the Indians can occupy all the land that they like,
While Dalton McGinty plans a tremendous tax hike.

For Liberals, Socialists and Communists, this is great,
As they sit back and pretend that there’s no need for debate,
The Indians were given the land for fighting a war,
Most taken back since then and the Indians can’t ignore.

History and Indians and the war of eighteen twelve,
Was that real or some report that the Liberals shelved?
Write legislation about complaints against the cops,
No photo ops here for politicians who are flops.

Property rights were never listed in Trudeau’s Charter,
And there are no cops here willing to be a martyr,
Maybe just maybe if they ignore; it will go away,
Bring in that anti cop legislation without delay.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

They want a new Police Complaint System

They Want a New Complaint System

By

James Bredin

Ontario Liberals love their new appointees,
Agency to investigate and bring cops to their knees,
The special-interest socialist crowd at Queens Park,
With weasel words they organize so they can bark.

First make sure their special legislation is passed,
To accept complaints from rapists and criminals fast,
Left-wing politicians can then announce and declare,
Employ more friends for useless bureaucracy; so there!

They don’t like law and order and they don’t like the cops,
They count the homeless and panhandlers, they consider tops
Build a complaint bureaucracy of appointed friends,
So people will vote for them and their socialist trends.

It will cost a hundred million but that’s okay,
And the cops can’t use their guns no more – no way,
Because robbers and criminals and rapists have rights,
To complain to the new bureau at any time of night.

Every town and village will have an anti-police place,
Down the street from the police station just in case,
And the cops better realize that the game is up,
Liberals with hidden agenda have had enough.

As they build statistics and organizational charts,
Events close to their socialist communist hearts,
Anti-police special-interest groups well organized,
That plus the fido factor and we’ll get acclimatized.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

The New Religion of Kyoto

The New Religion of Kyoto

By

James Bredin


Will it make the Saddam oil-for-food scandal look tame?
Americans and Australians not in this UN game,
China and India got themselves excused,
Don’t they cause pollution too or are we confused?

Ex Prime Minister Chretien got us all involved,
The next Prime Minister Martin was just as resolved,
And now Prime Minister Harper seems to have stalled,
Are we in; are we out or should we be appalled?

As a developed country we will pay the investment,
To undeveloped countries who will love the commitment,
To Third World Swiss-account dictators by the score,
Well represented at the UN as they roar for more.

Climate change terror and dread has recently taken hold,
We will either roast in hell or maybe freeze in the cold,
Another government bureaucratic boondoggle rigged,
And the people looking around haven’t yet twigged.

It’s a new Kyoto religion for those committed,
Where the new true believers have totally submitted,
In their closed-door sessions they may soon decide,
And it’s better not to know what this will provide.

Will $billions to UN dictators get us off the hook?
Even though they are mostly Swiss-account crooks,
Will it stop the ice melting and the pollution will go?
And the Third World will be happy as they spend all our dough.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Toronto Political Scene

Toronto Political Scene

By

James Bredin


They want to count all the cute creatures of the street,
Census of panhandlers and homeless who sleep on concrete,
They want some volunteers to count these street people soon,
Before the next election or tomorrow at high noon.

They call it anti social behaviour – not crime,
They seldom get charged these days and never do time,
Since Trudeau’s Charter and appointed Supreme Court types,
That plus some Human Rights Commissions’ left-wing hypes.

All this amid the thunder sound of shots in the night,
Pompously declare that everything is alright,
So what if crime statistics tend to climb through the roof,
Just declare the city safe and that’s all the proof.

As proud panhandlers and haughty homeless wander around,
Annoying normal people that they then tend to surround,
It’s the police who are at fault for the problems out there,
Not communist socialist politicians above the Square.

Not the homeless nor the panhandlers with their hands out,
They don’t commit crimes and of this there is no doubt.
We don’t need bigger jails; in fact we don’t need jails at all,
We need programs for the poor so they can have a ball,

They’re going to throw some more money the activists’ way,
But don’t dare fix the problem or it might go away,
The police are not involved so have pride in yourself,
This will be a grand report to age on a shelf.

We need supervised places where they can do their drugs,
Places that are safe for these needle pushing thugs.
Politicians for the homeless want to keep their day jobs,
But don’t enforce the law on any of these mobs.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Forgive all 3rd World Debt Now

Forgive all 3rd World Debts Now

By

James Bredin

Are we a country suffering from dementia or worse?
Kicked down with Kyoto and the other same-sex-stuff curse?
Voters bought with their own money by a political group,
Going around and around and around like a great big hoop.

We are expected to bow and smile as they forgive foreign debt,
And tax and spend and travel more – how much can we forget?
And countries that are now debt free; can go out and borrow more,
No one asked our permission and we don’t seem to know the score.

And if these debts can be cancelled once, can they be cancelled twice?
Or maybe three times or four times and what’s the eventual price?
Did anyone ask these questions or will they wait till we forget?
And what about Mr. Mugabe of Zimbabwe’s foreign debt?

Are we controlled by an international socialist agenda?
Do what we’re told as we listen to communist propaganda?
Does two and two make four any more or have we all forgotten?
That stuff like this that smells quite bad is usually quite rotten.

But we the people are never never asked what we think,
Decisions made at a G8 meeting with a nod and a wink,
By isolated mandarins as they strut their stuff,
And then their propaganda editors say it was never enough.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Kept Hidden for Centuries

Kept Hidden for Centuries

By

James Bredin


Kept hidden for centuries; kept quiet and remote,
Some civil authorities refused to rock the boat,
Complaints about pedophile priests whispered in the parish,
But point a finger at the church and you will perish.

Because the power of the church exceeded the law,
To think otherwise was to invite the devil’s claw,
Bishops were the law so they couldn’t go astray,
Pedophiles priests were protected and hidden away.

Defenceless victims kept quiet and had to endure,
No recourse, no help, no redress and no cure,
Newly arrived pedophile priests just looked around,
Hundreds of alter boys waiting; look at what they found.

A sacrilege for sure of don’t think and don’t tell,
Only sinners will talk and they will also go to hell,
A conspiracy of evil hidden within the church,
Even today I hear it’s where the pedophiles lurch.

And priests can’t get married because it’s not allowed,
Could be a mortal sin or a venial sin to even say it aloud,
And those court cases will eventually go away,
And it will be forgotten and everything will be okay.

Holy political correctness brought from on high,
Don’t dare tell their secrets because they will defy,
Pedophiles protected from punishment by the church,
Honesty and purity and holiness in the lurch.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Jungle Building

Jungle Buildings

By

James Bredin

These jungle welfare buildings all tend to be the same,
Single mothers whose kids have mostly different names,
Working the system and so politically correct,
No one would dare protest or show lack of respect.


Fathers or husbands are superfluous in these places,
It is babies and children, who support welfare cases,
Fatherless boys sometimes go to school in September,
But eventually they’re inclined to become gang members.

And daughters who grow up in this welfare situation,
Isolated from reality and know no other vocation,
And those in their weird world never need to go to work,
And to get married or get a job would surely be berserk.

And the welfare workers are all part of the scheme,
Because they control this world and their welfare regime,
They complain about bureaucratic case overload,
But they hide welfare statistics like a secret code.

Socialist culture of welfare has to be maintained,
While referendums are banned and we’re so restrained,
Democracy beaten down and recall never discussed,
Can’t voice your anger or show the slightest disgust.

And don’t you dare complain because that’s not right,
The status quo stays and you should always be polite,
While we’re taxed to the eyes and we don’t know why,
It’s politically correct buildings high as the sky.




Sunday, April 9, 2006

Old Canadian Liberal Politicians

Old Canadian Liberal Politicians

By

James Bredin

Old politicians want positions in New York,
At the UN with other international dorks,
Where they can kick start Kyoto and get more respect,
And pretend the Millennium Charter is correct.

Push socialist communist ideas and compare,
With Swiss-account dictators holed up over there,
Pretend that they are really goody-two-shoe UN types,
And try to disgrace the American Stars and Stripes.

Get on a phoney Human Rights Commission or two,
Righteously and pompously announce no review,
Of Saddam’s Oil for food scandal and much more,
Deny they shredded evidence on the Assembly floor.

Cruel climate-change party line can’t be tough,
As a cover for global taxation that will be rough,
The Americans and Australians refused all this,
China and India were allowed to give it a miss.

Friday, April 7, 2006
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Send Kyoto Donations Here

Send Kyoto Donations Here

By

James Bredin

Kyoto will result in our UN taxes going sky high,
Earmarked global billions that we should defy and deny,
Thanks to that Chretien/Martin adscam corrupt crowd,
Who want jobs at the UN and still feel quite proud.

We need a review of this and we need it soon,
UN global taxation is not a trial balloon,
The Americans and Australians are not in,
China and India don’t even need to begin.

The alarmist forecasts from the left-wing throng,
We should hide from global warming and sing their song,
Sensational headlines used to form their plans,
Egged on by Swiss-account dictators as fans.

Sensible science-based policy was never their way,
Behind closed doors their caucus cult of public betray,
Wouldn’t dare say, “No.” to their friendly UN types,
Except Australians and Americans with stars and stripes.

Left-wing do-gooders upset with industrialized world,
Pompously waving their propaganda flags unfurled,
Scream global warming coming soon and climate change,
What a colossal $cam they were able to arrange!

Thursday, April 6, 2006

Recall our Politicians

Recall our Politicians

By

James Bredin

The only thing that politicians fear is being recalled,
Slightest suggestion about this and they act appalled,
And they’re free until the next election to tax and spend,
Or find some meeting in the tropics to go and attend.

And pretend that they are doing government dealing,
And what they are doing could not be considered stealing,
They’ll increase spending and traveling while they can,
And until the next election, they don’t give a damn.

And you, dear docile voter, are helpless until then,
As they double their wages again and again,
As you sit helplessly wondering what you can do,
It’s called recall if we can ever have it pushed through.

While they claim they’ll address the fiscal imbalance,
Never mention their left wing socialist alliance,
And referendums too, they’ll make sure they are banned,
Don’t talk about it, mention it or even take a stand.

We have no control over politicians from hell,
Looking for the next photo op to say that they are swell,
We need referendums, recall and ombudsmen galore,
So they think about the people and they just can’t ignore.

Wednesday, April 5, 2006

In the Year Twenty Fifty

Twenty Fifty

By

James Bredin

In the year twenty fifty I’ll be long dead,
Difficult now to imagine things that far ahead,
Though life everlasting may be believed by some,
But those in the graveyard are not having much fun.

Hope you have figured out the problems of the world by then,
Don’t repeat the last century again and again,
Religion; the opiate of the masses and war,
Should be treated as something that most should ignore.

The powerful should be treated with little respect,
Especially if they propose war or a peacekeeping project,
And if the United Nations is as crooked as now,
Knock it down into the East River and plough.

Monday, April 3, 2006

Our Goody-Two-Shoe System

The Goody-two-shoe System

By

James Bredin

I heard Ben Laden arrived in Toronto last night,
Claimed refugee status and all his Charter Rights,
He had three or four wives but it was hard to tell,
Immigration put them all up in a five star hotel.

He may be giving interviews later today,
But maybe not, in case he has to leave right away,
The Mounties may want to talk to him about over there,
He may just leave his wives here and let them go on welfare.

He says he likes the Trudeau/Chretien Charter a lot,
Written for “Everyone” in the world in case you forgot,
He’s due to give a lecture at the United Nations,
About Saddam oil-for-food scandal allegations.

He’s anxious about problems at the US border,
Wouldn’t want to be involved in any disorder,
But the UN guys will welcome him with open arms,
They recognize weird and wonderful oddballs and their charms.

And just because his boys shoot our Afghanistan fighters,
Is no need for a politician to be a backbiter,
The Trudeau/Chretien Charter was written for them all,
The appointed Supreme Court direct us as we crawl.

Saturday, April 1, 2006