The All-Important Doorman
[This is very insightful. We wonder what happened to Kenney that turned him against the people so strongly. Some say he was caught with his pants down, but equally likely, he was threatened by those who control Alberta's debt. Why do we even have debt? There is no justification whatesoever, but it definitely puts a collar and leash on anyone who pretends to be Premier. Debt is poisoned candy]
Picture this: A tribal leader from a distant country visits the US. He’s brought to a large apartment building in New York City. When he gets out of the car, he looks up at the great building and is quite impressed. A uniformed doorman exits the foyer and comes out on the sidewalk. The tribesman sees the gold braiding and brass buttons of his coat and immediately decides that this is a very important person. Again he looks up at the building and says to the doorman, "This is a very great home you have. You must be very important indeed."
Of course, if we were present, we might chuckle at the tribesman’s naiveté. The owners of such a great building would never greet people at the entrance. They leave such trivial tasks to hired servants, whilst they run the real business without ever needing any direct contact with visitors as they enter the building. And, in addition, doormen come and go – they are, after all, disposable. The owners – those who control what happens in the building – retain their positions over the long term… and may remain anonymous, if they so choose.
We find this simple concept easy enough to understand, and yet we chronically have difficulty in understanding that, in most countries, the president, or prime minister, is not by any means the man who makes the big decisions in the running of the country.
We assume that, because we were allowed to vote for our leader, he must actually be our leader. But, as Mark Twain has at times been credited as saying, "If voting made any difference, they wouldn’t let us do it."
https://internationalman.com/articles/the-all-important-doorman
CTV Catches Carney LYING!—Poilievre Drops a NUCLEAR Fact-Check
This woman fun to watch And she really hits the nail on the head.
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Pierre Poilievre's Early Life and Biggest Hits as MP
Pierre Poilievre was born on June 3, 1979, in Calgary, Alberta, to a 16-year-old high school student mother who placed him for adoption shortly after his birth; he was raised by his adoptive parents, Marlene and Donald Poilievre, both schoolteachers from Saskatchewan who had recently relocated to Calgary, alongside his younger brother Patrick in a middle-class Roman Catholic household that emphasized education and public service. His biological parents later divorced when he was around 12, and in his early twenties, he connected with his biological mother, a nurse in North Carolina, and his maternal grandfather for the first time.
Growing up in suburban Calgary, Poilievre enjoyed competitive sports like hockey, football, and wrestling—though a shoulder tendinitis injury at age 14 sidelined him from the latter, prompting him to accompany his mother to a Progressive Conservative meeting that sparked his lifelong interest in politics!
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