Taboo

Taboo

By

James Bredin

Taboo was just his nickname – the tall hooded guy in ghetto style,
All the tail he could handle and he didn’t need much guile,
Had twenty four kids with unmarried mothers through many years,
Kids all had his last name and this was not considered weird.

He also increased their welfare cheques by no small amount,
Twenty four kids with Taboo’s last name for those who could count,
It was politically incorrect to even mention this fact,
Fatherless hidden ghetto subculture and how they interact.

The welfare workers of the ghetto all shook their long haired heads,
Mere multicultural observers for the province or the feds,
Counting Taboo’s kids and increasing their mothers’ welfare cheques,
Proudly pompously politically correct and complex.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Dental Chair

By

James Bredin


Spent two hours in a dental chair and what an awful task!
He murmured to his assistant through a white gauze face mask,
And she somewhere behind my head making noise with a machine,
Amid the screaming drill in my mouth and all this unseen.

Can’t shut down your brain or delete these dental joys,
As the curved hose in my mouth makes that awful snorting noise,
Looking at the white ceiling where there is nothing to see,
And still he drills and pokes and bends and oh for a cup of tea.

And you hope the freezing holds out and there must be a better way,
You could have rotten teeth, keep your mouth shut and be quiet all day,
And maybe, just maybe no one would know that you had rotten teeth,
No one would look down on you and pretend they were elite.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Illegal Canadian terrorist refugee

Illegal Canadian Terrorist refugee

By

James Bredin

The poor refugee terrorist might be abused over there,
Our sanctimonious appointees always seem to care,
Not about Canadians who might be robbed and killed here,
But the international Charter of Rights for terrorists, I fear.

That and goody-two-shoe politicians with a hidden agenda,
Decisions delayed while we are forbidden referenda,
This allows the terrorists permission to wait and stop and stay,
Increase any criminal record and never go away.

These criminal terrorists in Canada seem to have it made,
They don’t get deported back to where they came from, I’m afraid,
They each get a pre removal risk assessment for threats to their life,
Maybe they get to stay on welfare without any strife.

That plus the twenty layers of appeals added to our apathy,
Years and schemes and dreams and legal-aid lawyers working happily,
As we the people complacently stand about and wonder why,
Complacent as slaughter house sheep as though nothing was awry.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Toronto Annual Gay Pride Parade

The Gay Pride Parade

By

James Bredin

I didn’t mind those fat tattooed dykes doing their gay pride parade,
As they jumped and danced half naked and not one bit afraid,
Did I miss some changes, somewhere, somehow along the way?
What happened to the good old days long before these displays?

It was those young lesbians on parade that tended to bother me,
What a waste of womanhood as they jumped around with glee!
Still, I must admit they were doing it peaceful enough,
They didn’t shoot or kill each other or any of that stuff.

What happened and when did they all come out of the closet?
And the next day, the gay guys made their annual parade deposit,
But as a keen old observer, I saw they had pride instead of shame
I can’t say it’s wrong or right but it was relatively tame.


Saturday, August 18, 2007

Our Politicians and Polygamy

Our Politicians and Polygamy

By

James Bredin

Polygamy they say is coming to a place near you,
Our left-wing politicians really thought this through and through,
It might get them more votes but then again, it might not,
Tiptoe past Trudeau’s Charter that they had almost forgot.

You could get five years in jail for polygamy right now,
Too many polygamists though, so there would be quite a row,
Forget religion and the Criminal Code and soft-on-crime guys,
Let’s sit back and see if Ottawa will ever give us a surprise.

Because our Mormons in Bountiful B.C. seem to know,
That Trudeau’s Charter of Rights on religion always said so.
But there’s an added hidden thing here called Sharia Law,
Polygamy is also Muslim law and they won’t change or withdraw.

In order to allow polygamy, our apathy should go,
Ottawa will have to make a decision and that’s tough, I know,
Polygamy, prostitution, marijuana in but controlled,
But we can’t even deport our foreign war-crime guys, I’m told,

Monday, August 13, 2007

Our Politicians and Polygamy

By

James Bredin

Polygamy they say is coming to a place near you,
Our left-wing politicians just thought this through and through,
It might get them more votes but then again, it might not,
Tippytoe past Trudeau’s Charter that they had almost forgot.

You could get five years in jail for polygamy right now,
Too many polygamists though, so there would be quite a row,
Forget religion and the Criminal Code and soft-on-crime guys,
Let’s sit back and see what Ottawa has as a surprise.

Because our Mormons in Bountiful B.C. seem to know,
And Trudeau’s Charter of Rights on religion always said so.
But there’s an added hidden thing here called Sharia Law,
Polygamy is also Muslim law and they won’t change or withdraw.

In order to allow polygamy, our apathy should go,
Someone will have to make a decision and that’s tough, I know,
Polygamy, prostitution, marijuana in but controlled,
But we can’t even deport our foreign war-crime guys, I’m told,

Monday, August 13, 2007

Cell Phone Lady

Cell phone lady

By

James Bredin

I heard her in the grocery store screaming at her cell phone,
Big, fat, loud, ugly, tattoos as she screamed and moaned and groaned,
“No he didn’t,” she roared. “How did he find out about that?”
Protruding belly as she showed two hundred pounds of fat.

I don’t know her name, not then, not now and I never will,
A graphic example of where society has gone since the pill,
I pity the man she was talking about and I didn’t know him,
But I felt that his past and his future was and will be quite grim.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

How do we get proper judges?

How do we get proper judges?

By

James Bredin

We have judges who seem to block out every little detail,
Very few criminals go to jail and most end up getting bail,
The system has gone soft as a swamp and no one knows why,
Released prisoners, peace bonds, bail as more policemen die.

Soft-on-crime all the time and legal-aid lawyers think it’s great,
They just love the status quo so there is no need for debate,
The accused has Charter Rights and needs to be protected,
And please, left wing politicians just need to be reelected.

But politically correct politicians tend to entrench,
And appoint friends and fellow travelers to the judicial bench,
The soft left-wing tolerance has taken over our affairs,
And the general attitude seems to be, who cares?

History is full of examples of people being led astray,
By politicians and officials who want things their own way,
Patriotism, nationalism, religion, from these jerks,
A mixture of heaven, hell, pride pumped out as media perks.

We should study now, how to change their far out left-wing scheme,
With referendums and recall and get rid of this team,
And realize that though the criminals may be mostly at fault,
But our soft left-wing judicial system makes it worse by default.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

War-crime guys and terrorists

War-crime guys and terrorists

By

James Bredin

Foreign war-crime guys and terrorists like Canada for some reason,
Maybe they know the soft-on-crime system is always in season,
Can’t be deported if they claim their UN refugee status,
They seem aware and familiar with this legal apparatus.

Legal-aid lawyers and lecturers line up to defend this crowd,
Only politically correct immigration officials allowed,
It could take years or decades without a firm decision,
Some wait more than twenty years and grow old with no derision.

Refugee shoppers of the world meet in Canadian courts,
They heard of our soft-on-crime system and no-deportee reports,
Deportation is out because they claim they might be killed,
Therefore the complete Canadian system comes to a standstill.

Majority of arrested terrorists too, walked free from the can,
Charges stayed against most suspects plus publication ban,
Political input denied as the left wing peace bonds were signed,
Why are we not happy that they are free again one more time?

Should taxpayer funded courts have these publication bans?
Should legal aid lawyers all love this system to a man?
If you knew what was going on, would you want to ask a question?
Could you talk about repression or even make a suggestion?

Sunday, August 05, 2007

The Liberal Media

The Liberal Media

By

James Bredin

Liberal media and academics have us all by the neck,
Every second news article is bent by them if you check,
Their socialist and communist policies are all hidden,
Disguised as something else so they don’t need to be forgiven.

Politically correct though, to the point of no return,
As they cater to criminals refugees with the greatest concern,
Capitalism is barely tolerated by these well known snakes,
Their soft-on-crime bail-giving judges never make mistakes.

The unmarried mothers of the ghetto have to be protected,
And their politicians who care should all be elected,
Their phony welfare state should be sheltered and increased,
The jail gates should all be opened and prisoners released.

Government regulated everything, to them, is just grand
No need for free individuals to ever take a stand,
Taxes should be doubled or at least raised to protect the poor,
If you can’t understand this, you are definitely immature.

Friday, August 03, 2007

The multicultural criminal refugee

The multicultural criminal refugee

By

James Bredin

The criminal immigrant went before a judge to plead his case,
Told the judge to deport him would be racist, right to his face,
The unquestioned political appointee judge didn’t know what to do.
Making politically correct decisions was really all he knew.

So the combination of soft-on-crime judges and appointees,
Caused the Criminal Code and Immigration Act to freeze,
So when these illegal criminal immigrants got caught,
They used the magic word “refugee” as they all had been taught.

And we were told that it’s multiculturalism so it’s great,
No need for democracy, referendums, recalls or debate,
They have their hidden UN agenda which we are bound to obey,
We might sometimes get a vote but we never have a say.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

The Politically Correct and the Dead

The Politically Correct and the Dead

By

James Bredin

Can’t arrange a swift suicide because it’s against the law,
Euthanasia at the Supreme Court could cause them to hem and haw,
Not like their feminist decision to kill unborn babies,
Plus no binding referendums, recall or prostitute ladies.

Pregnancy tissue they call a dead baby at the abortion clinic,
And we’re not allowed to see their statistics or be a cynic,
Third World immigration will replace the little dead bodies,
Politically correct can’t think of this as shoddy.

Everything is fine among the dead at the abortion clinic,
No Charter right to life here and you can’t be a Charter cynic,
The appointees at the Supreme Court decided on this,
Dead aborted unborn babies that no one seems to miss.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Lobby Groups

Lobby Groups

By

James Bredin


The various lobby groups – the feminists, the gays and others,
Activists who jump up and down and claim to be our brothers,
Seem to have taken control of all our political affairs,
And we may be left with just pedophile priests saying their prayers.

Politically correct as they all claim their Charter rights,
Anyone who ever thought he was discriminated by whites,
Amid thunder and lightening from every left-wing paper,
Communist propaganda as they disguise every caper.

Vested interests here there and everywhere having a ball,
Soft on crime and criminals with abortion clinics wall to wall,
Their own agenda protected by Supreme Court appointees,
Dressed up in red gowns so be obedient and no questions please.

And no one ever dares to make an issue or have a query,
Not even in parliament where the suggestion would be leery,
As we follow along like a large herd of compliant sheep,
No referendums or recall and you can’t make a beep.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

decisions

Abortion clinic decisions


By

James Bredin


Miss Choice and Miss Right-to-Life are not allowed to debate,
Or make decision about unborn genocide in this state,
Harshly deny that a fetus is alive so it’s okay to kill,
Holocaust of unborn babies and send government the bill.

So the Supreme Court decided and we politely fell in line,
Pregnant ladies now do it once, twice and sometimes all the time,
And no one for a minute can see or say or cast an evil eye,
Because the Supreme Court is Charter infallible and can’t lie.

In our so called democracy, no one voted on this question,
No referendums were allowed – just a feminist suggestion,
So the abortion holocaust killing machines started right away,
Organized special-interest feminist power on display.

Monday, May 21, 2007

TVO Discussion :: View topic - The faithful and the Believers

TVO Discussion :: View topic - The faithful and the Believers

Keep the Faith

Keep the Faith

By

James Bredin

I’m almost afraid to say it but I may have lost the faith,
True believers would of course look at me in sinful disgrace,
Though some Protestants and even Mohammedans are inclined,
To also doubt but are afraid and reluctant to be so maligned.

I’ve watched the ministers, imams, pastors and rabbis in their place,
Not to mention many pedophile priests in complete disgrace,
As they pompously preached to the faithful who seldom had a doubt,
Many who believed, would die for the cause, they were so devout.

Is god a Protestant or a Catholic; that god in the sky?
Is he Islam, Buddhist, Jewish, Hindu, Agnostic and why?
Is he a he or a she and what’s his/her name and should I care?
Should I have to pretend they’re right when someone says a prayer?

And what about those who believe that he/she does not exist?
What about the abortion clinic; how do they fit into this?
What about the United Nations: do they believe in god?
Or are they waiting for a sign, more money or just a nod?

Friday, May 18, 2007

The faithful and the believers.

The faithful and the believers.

The Faithful and The Believers

By

James Bredin

The girl became a nun though she knew she would have no fun,
Maybe I thought, she had spent too much time out in the sun,
Going to hide in a convent and do penance for her sins,
This pious beauty virgin maiden who caused me some chagrin.

But who am I to say what’s right, religious or wrong?
Merely a passing observer listening to a hymn or a song,
Knowing well that I’m not too sure about god or the hereafter,
Therefore I tend to enjoy life amid a lot of loud laughter.

And I’m not that easily convinced to follow right along,
My common sense, ideas and notions are way too strong,
Like the others, I was overdosed on religion long ago,
Nor could I follow a Hitler, a Stalin or a Moe.

Therefore I watch the committed and religious with suspicion,
Wondering about their hidden motives and ambitions,
Cardinals and bishops in red dress waving to the crowd,
Or many sanctimonious preachers screaming out loud.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Ennis County Clare Ireland

Dev

Ennis

By

James Bredin

Ennis will forever be enshrined in my mind,

A small mark on the map from another place and time.

Memories dimmed by many years as though cut with a knife,

First seventeen years of love and laughter in my life.

In a town bowed down by poverty struggling to survive,

Back lanes of half-door houses waiting someone to arrive.

Narrow winding streets full of friends and farmers’ horses,

Pompous priests dressed in black who always walked on water,

And girls in long green dresses that came down below their knees,

Moving past on bicycles; boys waiting for a breeze,

And cows moving slowly herded down towards the water,

Where their blood will fill the Fergus from the houses of slaughter.

And the Christian Brothers School where Brother Brien taught,

No such thing as freedom especially freedom of thought.

We learned everything in Gaelic in the very ancient script,

Letters from the Book of Kells or some ancient warrior’s crypt.

Where are the guys I knew so well; stole by emigration?

Or shied from skirts that only hurt and joined some congregation.

And now the town is filled with cars and strangers wall to wall,

A noisy rush of foreigners in a one-way traffic crawl.

And people don’t have the time to talk or gossip half the day.

They’re in a hurry, got to scurry, got to make their pay.

And traffic lights with tourist types looking out from buses,

This madness of modern times, I wonder ‘bout the pluses?

Environmental Stuff

Environmental Foundations

By

James Bredin


The environmental evangelists all came to town,
They had a messianic message and they don’t just fool around,
Their government funded foundations have prominent web sites,
Expounding their worthy causes of what they declare is right.

Global warming, climate change, caused by all our pollution,
Believe them and donate to them because they have the solution,
They want maximum public hysteria while the going is good,
Their religion of climate change should be obeyed and understood.

These dogmatic environmental inquisitors on the prowl,
Screaming their new religious faith as they shriek and howl,
They want us to buy Kyoto carbon credits from Third World places,
We’ll feel better about all this when we see their happy faces.

We have to avert the consequences or we could go to hell,
Floods, plagues, pestilence, epidemics will be ours, they all yell,
Environmental induced sickness may eventually kill us all,
Smog and fog may clog all summer days on into the fall.

They have the charts, surveys and the figures to show all this,
You cannot avoid the oncoming consequences and dismiss,
The Arctic is going to melt soon and it’s all our fault,
The end of the earth may result in a few years by default.

It will definitely arrive before the Leafs win the Stanley Cup,
Or when the UN comes up with one answer or decides to give up,
Unfortunately most people believe and behave just like sheep,
They would follow any leader like they were walking in their sleep.

The devil is in the details of this global warming affair,
Climate change is cyclical and we should be aware,
It happened before despite their statistic laden agenda,
Take it with a grain of salt, all their oddball propaganda.

The threat of climate change is completely overblown,
Will we eventually figure this out all on our own?
Or will we all go to hell in a basket for being so dumb?
Believing their eco religion with the beat of their drum.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Canadian Political Poetry

Canadian Political Poetry

The Trudeau-Chretien Charter of Rights

The Trudeau-Chretien Charter of Rights

The Trudeau-Chretien Charter of Rights

The Trudeau-Chretien Charter of Rights

By

James Bredin

At least a million people think that they have been oppressed,
Claiming their Charter Rights because they feel so downright depressed,
Their special interest groups too all want lots of public money,
They think of the Canadian Charter as their Easter Bunny.

And their free welfare legal clinic should pay all the costs,
And left wing media will understand and always come across,
This is the way it should be they say with all their legal aid,
They’ve got an agenda and guess who is going to pay.

Marx and Lenin would understand their socialist point of view,
Trudeau’s Charter will eventually give us what we’re due,
Was this part of the overall plan without property rights?
A left-wing multicultural communist land to their delight.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Radioactive spent nuclear fuel rods

Radioactive spent nuclear fuel rods

By

James Bredin

Are we stuck with nuclear power whether we like it or not?
Do you remember Three Mile Island and what we nearly got?
That near nuclear melt down caused some of us all to think,
Then there was Chernobyl in Ukraine with the communist link.

But that was twenty years ago so they want us all to forget,
They haven’t figured out where to put radio active waste yet,
And it will still be radio active ten thousand years from now,
Our descendents will just have to figure it all out somehow.

What does it take to make us realize the dangers involved?
And the nuclear energy guys may not have the problems solved,
Which will it be – global warming or nuclear winter soon?
Melting ice caps or a cloud that looks like a giant mushroom.

They want to dump those used radio active spent rods in your back yard,
No need to be concerned about this they say or even on your guard,
There’s not a chance that you might start to glow in the dark,
And if you do, you can apply for a job at some amusement park.

Monday, May 07, 2007

Scandal at the World Bank

Scandal at the World Bank

By

James Bredin

Scandal at the World Bank about a lot of wasted dough,
Billions disappeared and they pretend they don’t even know,
Because they’re isolated and arrogant and way up high,
Shovelled loans never paid back to those high up in the sky.

But they have programs to promote democracy they say,
They have their own secret agenda that they never display,
Projects without supervision where no one really cares,
Funding for friendly dictators where results are never compared.

They trot out a list of successes to justify their existence,
Pompously pretending in their constant arrogant persistence,
Funding for every two-bit UN failed state they can find,
Friends of friends and no Swiss-account dictator is ever maligned.

Bureaucrats and consultants here and there and everywhere,
No one held accountable in this vast UN swindle affair,
Where kickbacks and embezzlement are never revealed,
House cleaning not allowed at the UN and everything concealed.

Saturday, May 5, 2007