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Each night, before my eyes close for my much needed beauty sleep, I take glance at the CBC news app on my phone. I feel this is my way of staying abreast of things and being in the know. Not that I know all that much, most of what I learn is through the headlines. I figure I’m smart enough to figure out how the rest of the story goes from there. 

This past weekend was no different from my other evenings.. I needed that one look to see what had transpired over the day throughout the world…. and this just added to the ambiance of my already craptastic weekend. 

Guess who the top story was about? I imagine you could take two guesses and get it right. No, it wasn’t Justin Bieber, but yes, it was our other infamous Canadian, Rob Ford. Sends a shiver through me even saying the name in my head. 

Seriously, can we just get rid of this buffoon? The story, of course, was about how RF was trying to have the Rainbow flag removed from outside Toronto City Hall. Because in his oh so respected opinion, the games are about patriotism, not… ? Not what Rob Ford, inclusion, civil rights, equality??? Thanks for your two cents, you bumbling idiot. Thankfully, now Rob Ford can add his anti-LGBT stance to his platform. Because the platform was a little shaky with the drunken misconduct, crack smoking, and consorting with gang affiliates. Thanks for that, big guy. 



The second top story was about Woody Allen. Does anyone believe him when he says he did not molest his daughter? He married (or had/has a relationship with) his step-daughter whom he raised for crackin' ice! Clearly the family line is not too solid for this guy to cross. I have never understood the allure to Woody Allen. He looks like a creep, obviously IS a creep and I have NO idea what his movies are about. 




Now, to veer slightly away from the top two news stories of the weekend of

February 8th… Let’s get back to the previously mentioned JB. The Biebs. Why is everyone so surprised about the behaviour of an obscenely rich, 19 year old boy?? Holy crap, if there had been cameras on me when I was 19, I could likely have put ol’ JB to shame. And just to put things into perspective: 
When the life of Justin began going downhill, the whole spitting off the balcony thing…. I was discussing this in front of my then 9 year old son with his father. I said I was sure I had done a lot worse than that, Johnny said at 19 he had puked off a balcony… Gus the 9 year old, pipes up and says, I peed off a balcony last month. WHAT?! Yep, my son while on a weekend vacation with his grandmother and cousins, peed off the resort balcony. Why? Because the cousin was taking too long and he had to go. I will not divulge the location of this hotel, but I do apologise to the people that were on the first and second floors below my son. And please don’t mention this to Yaya she may never take him away again… Ugh. 

Oh and JB, you have been one upped by a 9 year old. Who's the bad ass now??

So let’s sum this up… The Biebs… big deal!!! He just needs to learn to be a little more incognito about his shenanigans, maybe hire a stunt double that goes to church and tea socials while he is at the ‘rippers gettin his freak on. Rob Ford… Please, please go away. And I’ve already forgotten about the other guy. 


Thank you news for being there, making sure I am fully aware of all of these important happenings. 

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