Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Brian Mulroney's New Book

Haven’t done a blog in awhile. I figured I’d talk about the Brian Mulroney book that came out.
For all you Yanks out there, Brian Mulroney was the Prime during the eighties and late nineties. He is not considered the greatest Prime Minister in Canadian history. He was a real suck up to Ronald Reagan and was on TV once. I can’t remember why he was so unpopular and all. But he came out with a book.
This book is basically Brian Mulroney yaking on about he was the best Prime Minister Canada ever hade and that Canadians should damn-well stop complaining. He also disses all kinds of people, including Trudeau, who is considered one of Canada’s greatest leaders. He also goes on to claim that tearing down the Berlin Wall was his idea.
This incessant rambling, which I guess I do but we aren’t talking about that, reminds me of this guy called Marat, and a book written by some certain German dictator.
Marat was this guy who ran a Newspaper during the French Revolution. As you probably know, the French revolution is famous for being incredibly bloody. Marat was behind all this in some way always saying that the people of France should kill more things and that the Guillotine was the greatest thing that happened to France and saying who should be killed. He was basically the McCarthy of the French Revolution. What make’s things even worse was that he was lifted to a sort of sainthood by the Revolutionaries. I consider this pretty sick, because he was a really perverted dude.
The other thing this reminds me of (in pointless rambling, not content) was Hitler’s Mein Kampf. I have never read this book, or plan on even coming into Physical Contact with a copy. In it Hitler explains that there is a Jewish conspiracy that randomly decided to get money out of Germany. This is crazy that I can see no way for the Jewish people, people with no homeland at that time, to decide to get money out of Germany. Also, why just Germany. That is why I believe that Mein Kampf is a stupid book.
Thinking about the amount of junk that people can come up with by looking at these three guys in just plain stupid nattering from Brian Mulroney, and the warmongering of Marat, and Hitler’s racist ideals. This whole blog thing is kind of scarey. Think about it, anyone can get a blog. That includes people like Marat and Hitler. There they can complain about things all they want. Thankfully, we live in an age were any idiot with an Internet connection can have a blog, so the risk level of this is probubly less then in the pre-Internet age. Still, it is a risk that we live in.
Wow. I just wrote an essay. Sweet.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey...

You should check out the latest adition of Maclean's (the Canadian News Magazine)... The cover story of this weeks edition (which I read today, actually) is aboutthis new Mulroney book. In a related matter, if you are refering to the new Mulroney book that I think you are referring to, it is written not by Mulroney, but by Peter C. Newman. Newman (yes, that Newman, the famous journalist dude) was good friends with Mulroney before he became PM (according to Macleans) and was given unlimitted access to Parliament during Mulroney's reign on the condition that Newman did not report on anything related on Mulroney until after he left office. The article went on to state that Newman left parliament when the Liberals began there tenure with almost 1.3 million words worth of Mulroney ramblings, or something of the like...

So... a decade or so later, we have this book that you are talking about, which is basically Mulroney bashing everyone else (and I assure you, the language is not PG), and glorifying himself. Would you like some cheese with that bias, sir?

Anyhow, pick up the Macleans issue if you can't get the book, or even if you have the book. Macleans is a good read. You should check it out.

Alright, I'm done for now. See you later. Say hi to everyone in town for me.

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Dylan said...

Yeah, my mom told me about that thing about Newman. Quite frankly this is the first I heard of him (Newman)