Normally I’ve posted by now but I’ve been feeling lazy. Keith called. We chatted about pretty much the only thing that’s on our minds right now. Paul is still very concerned about the car – there’s an appointment to fix his Echo on Jan 12.
Oleksiy Danilov says, via twitter this morning:
How does a pack of petty kremlin devils relate to a Christian holiday? Who will believe scum that kills children, bombards maternity hospitals, tortures prisoners? A ceasefire? Lies and hypocrisy. We will bite you in the singing silence of the Ukrainian night.
This in response to the Russian demand for a Christmas ceasefire. Yikes. The grim poetry of defiance.
Keith wants to write an essay called, “Okay Canadians do you understand the Russians now?” about how they have the power to change their circumstances but don’t because they’re busy staying alive.
This will be a cold hard winter, not that Galen Weston, extracting record profits from broke Canadians, cares.
50 foot waves off the California coast with the bomb cyclone. The visualizations on ventusky dot com are WILD.
Europa just broke every January record for how hot it was. They were recording summer-in-vancouver temperatures across thousands of kilometres.
