The Question Is

Why was Stephen Harper (who is, not a Roman Catholic) taking Holy Communion in the first place? Surely, someone in his office should have known that that sort of thing is just not done. A non-Catholic can receive a blessing from the priest in lieu of receiving Holy Communion. The non-Catholic signifies his or her wish by folding his or her arms across their chest. Harper should have been briefed better. It would have save a lot of embarrassment all around.

Update: And if Harper did pocket the Communion wafer, there will be a shit storm.

Update: Weak justification of the day, from Dimitri Soudas:

Soudas said he doesn't see how Harper had a choice.

"I would simply say, 'Who is the prime minister to question a priest who offered him communion?'"

Um, he had a choice about whether or not to join the line for Communinion and he chose the former. Someone in your office fucked up big time, by not briefing Harper and made the boss look like a goof. Just admit it and move on.

Update: Here is the tape. Harper was in the first pew and the priest apparently approached the pew to hand out Communion (which is kind of odd, but whatever). Harper, if he had been briefed properly, should have asked for a blessing and all would have been well, but instead he reaches out for the wafer and then doesn't know what to do next. AWKWARD.

Update: Looking at the tape again, it appears as if Harper was, in fact, in line for Communion. Seriously, if that was the case, someone in his office needs to get a new job. Of course, it could be a case of not telling the boss something, because he "knows" everything.

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Morning Cynical Soccer Post

Oh no, Canada is doing well at the Gold Cup. It must be time to dump Steven Hart, in favor of a coach who favors a more traditionally Canadian (creativity free) approach.

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Is Sarah Palin An Alien?

I ask only because she seems to be using Kang as her speech-writer.

Palin:

Let me go back to a comfortable analogy for me – sports… basketball. I use it because you’re naïve if you don’t see the national full-court press picking away right now: A good point guard drives through a full court press, protecting the ball, keeping her eye on the basket… and she knows exactly when to pass the ball so that the team can win. And I’m doing that – keeping our eye on the ball that represents sound priorities – smaller government, energy independence, national security, freedom! And I know when it’s time to pass the ball – for victory.

Kang:

My fellow Americans. As a young boy, I dreamed of being a baseball, but tonight I say, we must move forward, not backward, upward not forward,
and always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom.

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RIP Mrs. Slocombe

Mollie Sugden is dead. On behalf of all "Are You Being Served?" fans, thanks for the laughs Mollie. Never has the line "My pussy got soaking wet. I had to dry it out in front of the fire", been said more innocently and more wickedly.

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Helping Dan

Out of the realm of confusion. It is all about Megan Fox. Glad to be of help. P.S. I warned you. I warned you, but did you listen?

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Thank God There Was No Summer Election

Or we would have had this issue come out in the middle of it. Whew, we dodged a bullet there. Thanks Iggy!

Instant Update: Of course, Iggy (Hi, I'm Alberta's new best friend!) may not have wanted to cross swords with Harper over greenhouse gases -- carbon tax don't ya know. Iggy wants to forget it. Harper doesn't.

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It's Home And We Love It

From today's NY Times, the best appreciation of the country I love (and speaking as someone who grew up just a few miles away from Exeter, this guy is not joking about the snow):

I miss the snow. Yes, I know the United States gets snow, but to my Canadian eye, American snow is like American health care: sporadic, unreliable and distributed unevenly among the population. In my hometown, Exeter, in the heart of Ontario’s snow belt, punishing squalls were a fact of life from November through mid-April. One time, 39 inches fell on the town in three days — and school wasn’t even canceled. And it wasn’t just the quantity of snow — it’s the speed with which it arrived.

When I was a child, it wasn’t unusual for my 15-minute walk home from school to begin under clear skies and end in a blizzard. I remember once, when I was 8 years old, stumbling into my house, my hair covered in powder and my eyelashes frozen together, and screaming, “Why do we live here?!” My mother took my face in her warm hands and said, “Because it’s where people love you.”

At the time, that struck me as the lamest statement ever uttered by a human being. But today, as I sit under the California sun, it only strikes me as halfway lame, and maybe even less than that.

— TIM LONG, a writer for “The Simpsons”

Happy Canada Day!

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