Last year I blogged about an incendiary Toronto Sun cover story about a theatre festival featuring a play about a Canadian terrorist.
I just found out that the festival in question; Summerworks, lost its $47,000 in federal funding. No doubt part of the reason is that the harpercons don't believe in public support for the arts, as much as they believe in spending billions of dollars to beat us, arrest us on bullshit charges, and then incarcerate us in new super-max prisons which will be built at taxpayers' expense but run (at an exorbitant charge to us) by private sector rackateers. But I'm also certain that the biggest reason the harpercons pulled the funding was because they would be loathe to fund anything which challenges the notion that the "War on Terror" isn't the biggest fraud going.
Apparently, the play, which would have received approximately $890 in federal funds from the Summerworks federal grant, is an uneven thing, which tries to portray the accused terrorist sympathetically, but which doesn't (the reviewers say) glorify terrorism in any way, shape, or form.
But in harper's Canada, anything that doesn't have us belching and hooting in delirious, orgasmic joy at the thought of Canadian soldiers dying for the Karzai government, or acquiescing to the tortures of our fellow citizens in Syrian, Sudanese, or other prisons, simply can't be tolerated.
The Maple Leaf Uber Alles.
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I heard that play was going to be so awesome. To get the audience warmed up, they were going to project an image of George W. Bush on a screen, and everybody would scream, "Hate, Hate, Hate" at the top of their lungs for five minutes. At the climax of the play, there was going to be wicked cool interpretative dance number, illustrating the plight of the oppressed Kopi Luwak growers in Indonesia. And the shadow puppet play that closes out the show? I was told that it really has to be seen to be believed. Stephen Harper is such a douche-nozzle dude.
Ha-ha.
I know you rock your own imaginary world. But nobody else sees things the way you do.
You're actually nothing special. Less than that even.
Seriously dude, this is such a major bummer. "The Man" repossessed my flat-screen tee-vee and cut off my cable. Watching "The Best of Rick Mercer" clip compilations on my netbook using the WiFi at my local library just ain't the same. Harper needs to get more serious about funding the arts and entertainment in Canada.
At last we agree on something!
Whoever you are.
Too bad about losing your tv and cable.
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