Ah, yes, I remember the days when Sheila was creaming her Stephen Harper-embossed thong underwear over the Republican-driven victory over COVID-19 in Florida:
So, Sheila ... how's that victory lap looking these days? Well, fuck ...
I'm glad we had this little chat.
Given that bankruptcy is administered by a federal department out of Ottawa, moving to B.C. is not really going to help Lloydminster's Patrick Ross:
And come January, that department is going to want to have a chat with Patrick. Count on it.
Regular readers of this forum might recall that, pursuant to my collection enforcement filing against Lloydminster's Patrick Ross, the Saskatchewan sheriffs have already taken into custody some $7,500, representing various cost awards levied against Patrick (some of which go back many years). But the obvious question is -- if the sheriffs managed to find enough to resolve the outstanding cost awards, why did they not just keep going to satisfy my $100K+ defamation judgment against Patrick?
The answer is actually simple -- they had not yet received that paperwork.
That is, the filings for the cost awards went in some time back, while the filing to collect for the judgment itself was submitted afterwards and took its time getting through the system, but it finally showed up, and Saskatchewan sheriffs have confirmed receipt which means that, come the new year after everyone there is back from holidays, SK sheriffs will go hunting for some $109,000 (judgment, plus interest, plus service charges for sheriffs' work in enforcing the filing).
So everything is under control, and shit should begin to happen in early January.
I'll keep you posted.
P.S. If Patrick thinks he's going to continue to harass people with meritless lawsuits, I suspect he's going to have his hands full dealing with Canada's federal Office of the Superintendent of Bankruptcy, who have reportedly not heard from him since 2015 and would like to know why he has not been honouring his legal obligations under the bankruptcy regime for the last several years.
Are we done here? I think we're done here.
Not to keep belabouring the same point, but not only would an investment in Ezra's Nazipalooza Centre make no business sense from an investment perspective, it would link RBC visibly with one of the most toxic brands in the country.While I take corporate commitments to social causes with a grain of salt, RBC has been very aggressive in its pursuit of the Indigenous market, which represents many billions of dollars in Claims Settlements, land title, resource revenue sharing agreements, joint ventures, and other direct and indirect investments.
Given the Rebel's long standing contempt for and mockery of various claims groups, Indigenous title and treaty rights, federal programs to address poverty and water issues, and particularly its downplaying of the residential schools issue, there is simply no way that the Indigenous shareholders, board members and major clients would sit still for an RBC-funded FuhrerBunker in Calgary.Ditto any Muslim shareholders or clients.Ditto any immigrant shareholders or clients.Ditto any shareholders, clients or directors with any sort of environmental concerns.Given that, for its entire lifespan, the Rebel hasn't managed to attract one single prominent advertiser or sponsor willing to associate itself with the reeking Rebel brand, why on earth does Ezra expect RBC to do it now???
"Heavily subsidized and protected by taxpayers."
Awesome.
Now do Alberta's oil industry.
BONUS TRACK: Quite the thread here.
While there have been no tangible developments over the holidays, it's worth mentioning in passing that if Lloydminster's village buffoon and most famous undischarged bankrupt Patrick Ross thought 2021 was a tough year, he might want to buckle up for 2022 as he's about to experience a whole new level of pain, of which I will provide just one example.
I (and others) have now filed official complaints with the federal Office of the Superintendent of Bankruptcy (OSB) and, come the new year, Patrick is going to learn the hard way how little a sense of humour those people have with respect to bankrupts who so blithely and casually neglect to honour their legal obligations under the bankruptcy regime. But first ... an important side note.
Even though I have had Patrick removed from the protection of bankruptcy and am currently enforcing collection proceedings against him, that does not change the fact that he is still an undischarged bankrupt. What this means is that, even as I will be taking everything he owns for the foreseeable future, he is still technically a bankrupt and, therefore, still legally required to abide by the very strict and unforgiving requirements of Canada's bankruptcy laws ... which is exactly why 2022 is going to be monstrously unpleasant for Patrick.
I refer to the lengthy list of duties here, and in particular to two obligations that Patrick has so dismissively ignored for the last several years.
First, there's this one:
(n.1) inform the trustee of any material change in the bankrupt’s financial situation;
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, Patrick has not done that; in fact, I have been informed that Patrick has not reported in and updated his file (as he is legally required to) since 2015, which is a massive no-no given that any favourable change in a bankrupt's financial status is to not only be reported to his trustee, but any additional assets are to be turned over to said trustee for distribution to the creditors (that is, me). So Patrick is already in a world of trouble for ignoring his duties for the last several years and concealing his income and acquired assets all those years.
But it gets worse when one reads this obligation of Patrick's a bit further down the list (emphasis added):
(p) until his application for discharge has been disposed of and the administration of the estate completed, keep the trustee advised at all times of his place of residence or address.
Oh, yeah, this is where the OSB is going to drop a fucking house on Patrick, given that he has deliberately concealed his location recently for the sole purpose of being able to avoid legal service.
On top of all this, I'm reasonably sure that the OSB -- when it gets ahold of Patrick -- is also going to have words with him about his inability to file any legal actions of any kind, and his years of ignoring the financial obligations of his 2014 Conditional Discharge Order can apparently result in significant monetary penalties (and when I say "significant," I've heard rumours of tens of thousands of dollars, given the length of Patrick's non-compliance).
Quite simply, I am not playing nice anymore. I've tried to do this amicably, and it was a waste of time, so even as I continue to take everything Patrick owns, I am now going to get the OSB involved, and I can assure you they take stuff like this very, very seriously. In short, 2022 for Patrick is going to be a combination of:
No more Mr. Nice Guy. And if Patrick's idiot family wants to get involved, then I'll be happy to take all their shit, too.
I am so done playing around. Now it's clobbering time.
THE BANKRUPTCY OF STEVEN SINDACO: If you need more evidence of the severity of Patrick's imminent problems, I give you a 2003 BCSC ruling in the bankruptcy of Steven Sindaco. Long story short, after declaring bankruptcy, Sindaco got a ridiculously favourable conditional discharge order -- just pay $2,500 and he was out of bankruptcy, free and clear. He failed to comply (sound familiar?), at which time his trustee gave up on him and discharged himself, leaving Sindaco as an undischarged bankrupt without a trustee (again, sounding familiar?).
Fast forward to Sindaco winning $500,000 in the lottery, at which time he returned to the trustee and graciously offered to pay off the paltry CDO of $2,500. Not so fast, said a judge, pointing out that, under bankruptcy laws,
(1) The property of a bankrupt divisible among his creditors ... shall comprise ...
(c) all property wherever situated of the bankrupt at the date of his bankruptcy or that may be acquired by or devolved on him before his discharge
Let me translate that for you: If you're still an undischarged bankrupt and you get any sort of financial windfall (money, assets, property, inheritance, whatever), then your creditors get to share in the spoils, above and beyond the CDO, up to the extent of paying those creditors their entire original claim on you.
And now you see Patrick's problem. Once the OSB gets ahold of him, they will absolutely require that he bring his file up to date, including declaring all income and assets he has acquired since declaring bankruptcy in 2012. And once Patrick is forced to disclose all of that to the OSB, it immediately devolves to me.
Now you see what I mean by not playing nice anymore.
IF PATRICK IS PLAYING GAMES WITH THE OSB, that is going to end very badly for him, and here's just one way that might happen:
What the above means is that if Patrick acquired an asset of any kind (inheritance, property, cash gift, etc.), then simply signed it over to a relative for next to nothing, that would be considered a "transfer at undervalue," and can be reversed by the OSB. And note well -- if that transfer was to someone "not at arm's length" (like a close relative), the OSB is entitled to go back up to five years before the initial bankruptcy event, which means that if Patrick tried to divest himself of assets in the couple of years before his filing for bankruptcy in December of 2012, the OSB has every right to reverse that transfer, whereupon I get to take those assets.
No more Mr. Nice Guy.
BONUS TRACK: In case you really want to know how much trouble Patrick might be in, know that certain violations of bankruptcy opens one up to criminal charges. Yes, criminal charges:
Note well the possible offence, "Fraudulently disposes of property before or after the bankruptcy," which I'm pretty sure covers the action of quietly signing over personal assets to others in order to conceal them from the OSB and creditors. In any event, feel free to peruse the case studies, to see if Patrick falls into any of those categories. Oh, and if any of Patrick's relatives assisted in any of the above, I will insist they be similarly charged.
I am so fucking done with this asshole.
No more Mr. Nice Guy.
Having been absolutely excoriated for his public $5,000 bounty on health care professionals, Rebel News' Ezra Levant does what he always does -- he doubles down on the stupid and blathers on, justifying his incredibly stupid idea:
This rule-following stuff? This lockdown stuff? This privacy-invading stuff? It’s just for you.
Being checked up on — it’s just for you.
And the moment anyone dares to ask the ruling class if they’re compliant? Holy hell.
They’re just not used to it, I guess. That’s what happens when 99 per cent of Canadian journalists are on Trudeau’s payroll, I guess.
So is it actually fair to check whether the doctors who are advising on or setting public lockdown policy are following their own rules? You know, maybe it is, and if Ezra wants to offer thousands of dollars for evidence that that's happening, that might be typically sleazy and classless of him but, in the end, would it be newsworthy? Perhaps ... but here's the question I don't see anyone asking: What if someone provides alleged footage of that, hands it to Ezra, collects the bounty, and Ezra publishes it ... and it turns out to be completely wrong, thereby opening up several people to a massive lawsuit of harassment, invasion of privacy and malicious defamation?
Here, let me give you an example.
Let's imagine one of the Ezra's dimbulb followers decides to try to collect that bounty, so he parks himself across the road from said doctor's residence, and begins filming, hoping to catch said doctor allowing more than, say, the limit of 10 people inside for a holiday party. Dimbulb follower (let's call him "Adam" for the hell of it) waits patiently until, here we go, three people come walking around the nearest corner, up to the house, up the sidewalk and ring the doorbell, whereupon they are invited in, and the door closes.
"Awesome," thinks Adam, "that's three," carefully making notes. And another half hour passes, whereupon two cars pull up and unload -- four people from each car, total of eight -- all of whom similarly enter the front door of the house, to the sound of holiday revelry inside. "Bingo!", thinks Adam, with the damning lockdown-violating footage that he promptly emails to Rebel News, which is just as promptly published with a suitably damning headline, resulting in the doctor being on the receiving end of harassment, insults and the occasional death threat ... all based on a mistake ...
... because imagine that the first three people arrived on foot from around the corner because they had parked in the alley behind the house, and were just there to collect the snowblower they had purchased on Kijiji, whereupon they simply wandered through the house to the back door, then out to the garage where they bundled their new snowblower onto the back of a pickup truck and drove off, totally out of sight of the snitch waiting out front in the street.
Whoopsie.
And is this scenario that hard to believe? The "journalists" at Der Rebel already have a reputation as being pathetically sloppy in terms of confirmation and corroboration; imagine, then, the screaming incompetence of Rebel News' faithful followers, who are guaranteed to fuck up almost everything they touch, and it would surprise absolutely no one if they made a total mess of something like surveillance, thereby inspiring Rebel News to publish a wildly inaccurate and defamatory article.
It would be easy enough for someone with legitimate journalistic skills to screw up something like this; to count on the accuracy of someone who reads Rebel News on a regular basis to get something like this correct is really asking for a fucking holiday miracle.
Even though this is a recent comment here at CC HQ, I was so transfixed by it that I'm boosting it. Enjoy. (Aesthetic editing added.)
How badly does the Rebel fail as a "journalism" shop?
I once participated in an extraordinary year-long project with the goal of creating a national news service for a cultural group whose stories were simply not being told by other media. Advisors and contributors to the project included some of the best known journalists and producers in Canada, but their role was input and commentary only. The project, and the design of the service itself, was spearheaded by a brilliant Kanienkehaka journalist and a team of Indigenous reporters, playwrights, writers, artists and editors. The challenge they set themselves was to identify what aspects of Western/mainstream "journalism" had relevance and value in an Indigenous context, what other values should inform a news service, and how could a service be structured to reflect those principles.
I bring this up because that year was essentially about stripping the concept of "journalism" down to its absolute essential core, without the dross and drama they teach in J-school. And the essentials were pretty strong.
- You had to tell the truth. No post-modern nonsense about "what is 'true'" allowed.
- You had to correct any error as soon as it was detected, and draw the audience's attention to the correction.
- You had to use reliable, named sources, and you had to corroborate their story. If you couldn't the story didn't run.
- You had make a clear and constant distinction between journalism (here's what happened), editorial content (here's how we interpret what happened), and commercial content (someone is paying to use our platform to sell you a product or message. Here's who it is.)
- You had to provide the opportunity for the "other side" of any story to respond, ideally within the same story, or, if later, in a story of equal prominence.
- Any conflict of interest - family, political, economic - was to be avoided and, if unavoidable, disclosed. Actual sources of all funds will be disclosed.
- The broadcaster's commitment to those standards needs to be explicit, accessible to everyone, and constantly monitored internally for compliance. Clear channels for complaints about failure to meet those standards will be advertised to the audience.
Those are the principles that distinguish actual journalism from the propaganda practiced by state broadcasters in totalitarian regimes, or by paid advertorial writers for specific industries or political interests masquerading as reporters. And those are the principles that Ezra and the Rebel violate Every. Single. Day.
Sorry to be so long winded about this, but it's a useful exercise to reflect on exactly WHY the Rebel is such a cancer. Because Ezra has neither the interest, the integrity or the capacity to meet those standards, his fallback position is to deride them, and consequently to convince his audience and the stupider members of his team that (a) those concepts don't matter, and (b) nobody pays attention to that stuff anyway.
This is Rebel News' Ezra Levant, literally defending the use of a livestock dewormer for the treatment of COVID-19:
I wish I could say I was surprised but ... not really.
Since it's the holiday season, It's worth pointing out that the best evidence that Rebel News' Ezra Levant is a valueless, meritless, utterly irredeemable piece of human refuse and raging dumpster fire of a human being is that he absolutely idolizes both Donald Trump and Conrad Black:
There is no coming back from that level of indescribable assholishness.
Fresh off publicly announcing monetary "bounties" on health care professionals, Rebel News' Ezra Levant is doubling down on the rationale for doing it but, in addition, Ezra subsequently posted one of the most curious (and rancidly dishonest) defenses of his douchebaggery. I give you (emphasis tail-waggingly added):
This is, of course, absolute rubbish as -- over the years -- Ezra has used his bully pulpit and his racist, misogynistic troupe of flying monkeys to attack and encourage the harassment of perfectly private citizens on a number of occasions, of which I will gift you with just one:
Predictably, Ezra could not let pass the opportunity to slime and mock and demean a mother who simply wanted to take her 7-year-old son to see the Prime Minister:
Exactly as he wished, Ezra's troglodyte followers wasted no time in getting the message and piling on:
So, no ... Ezra does not respect any sort of private/public boundaries when he decides that someone he disagrees with (or just wants to mock for the entertainment value) needs a good dose of online abuse, harassment and/or death threats. He simply points in the general direction, and his online gang of mouth-breathing bullies does the rest, whereupon Ezra sits back and smirks, "Hey, I never told anyone to do anything," knowing full well that's exactly what he was suggesting.
I have other examples if it becomes necessary.
Rebel News' Ezra Levant, who has fashioned an entire career from shameless panhandling, will now mock someone for an alleged money-making scheme:
You can't make this stuff up. You just can't.
Ah, Ezra Levant, classy as ever ...
However, history suggests that such bounties from Ezra are never collected; I've had a couple correspondents assure me they provided Ezra with what he was asking for, and they never saw a dime. So ... govern yourselves accordingly.
Well, you knew that someone had to be such an appallingly disgusting piece of human garbage that they would come out in support of conversion therapy:
Check back tomorrow when Der Rebel argues, perhaps, that defining an age of sexual consent infringes on the rights of 8-year-olds to have sex with adults. Or something equally stupid.
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While the petulant children and grievance generators at Rebel News are current sobbing inconsolably over the roughing up of professional victim David Menzies, any bets on whether they give even a single line of coverage to a Fox News host openly calling for the murder of Dr. Anthony Fauci?
I'm guessing no.
So, just to be clear, the spectacularly dishonest "media outlet" that mocked vaccines, discouraged wearing masks and vowed to support anyone who refused to abide by public health regulations, with the result of overloading hospitals with COVID-19 patients that forced elective surgeries to be delayed for months (if not years) will now ... complain about medical wait times.
I have no words. No fucking words at all.
Of all the inane arguments made for rejecting vaccine mandates, perhaps the spectacularly stupidest is, "Hey, asking whether I've been vaccinated violates my right to medical privacy!" Let me explain why that excuse is monstrously fucking stupid.
You've already heard the dumbassery about how vaccine mandates violate one's right to medical privacy under the Charter, and the Criminal Code of Canada, and the British North America Act, and the Magna Carta, and the Ten Commandments, and the Code of Hammurabi, and the Interstellar Statutes of Proxima IV, and so on, and so on, and so stupidly on. But this argument is so much weasel poop since, with few exceptions, Canadians (and people in general) gleefully violate their own medical privacy on a regular basis. Let me explain via examples.
If you show up at work with your leg in a cast and a bandage on your wrist, it's totally expected to hear, "Whoa, dude, what happened to you?" To which it would be a bit shocking for you to snap back, "Hey! How dare you violate my medical privacy by asking that question!" No, you probably wouldn't be such an asshole. Rather, you'd say, "Ah, was walking the dog and there was a squirrel and ... well, you know the rest." And it would register on no one that asking what happened to you, and you telling them, involved a violation of your precious medical privacy.
And if you showed up at work with an appallingly swollen jaw and sporting numerous delightful colours of the rainbow, and someone exclaimed, "Holy shit, Karen, have you been hanging out with David Menzies again?", you probably wouldn't tell them to mind their own fucking business because Charter and rights and blah blah blah. No, you'd describe how you recently had all your wisdom teeth out, whereupon others would chime in, "Oh, yeah, I remember getting mine out," and everyone would try to outdo each other with their own wisdom teeth-related horror stories, and no one would be shrieking hysterically, "Medical privacy!"
Hell, most people have no problem sharing their medical history with total strangers: "Bartender, a double of your best single malt, I'm celebrating my recent knee replacement." And the total stranger next to you might pipe up, "Really, I had mine three months ago, who did yours?" And you'd spend the next hour comparing surgery stories, with nary a thought about Charter violations or medical segregation or discrimination, the point being that people who scream hysterically about privacy with respect to COVID-19 vaccinations are utter hypocrites when it comes to virtually every other aspect of their medical history.
Now, there are situations where you would definitely want to protect your medical privacy, which involve issues you'd rather not become public knowledge for one reason or another. For example, you might not want anyone to know you're currently in chemo for cancer, or that you're in therapy for depression, that sort of thing, the kind of thing that, in some way, you would find embarrassing or humiliating, and that's perfectly understandable. But if that's your argument, then you kind of need to explain how that applies to getting a COVID-19 vaccination shot.
In what way would it be embarrassing or humiliating to reveal that? Who exactly would (even hypothetically) think less of you for that? Oh ... the confrontational assholes who are milking this entire situation for the grift of a lifetime, that's who. It's simply incomprehensible to argue that getting a vaccine shot would diminish your reputation, except among people who are total twats to begin with in the first place and are trying to make a public spectacle of their refusal.
In short, this whole nonsense about "medical privacy" is just that -- nonsense. The blathering buffoons who shriek hysterically about this are the same ones who are more than happy to yammer on about their wisdom teeth, or appendectomy, or shoulder surgery, or damn near anything else, but will draw the utterly meaningless line at vaccinations. That's pretty much the definition of hypocrisy.
Thanks for stopping by.
P.S. One more point worth making. Invariably, the people who whine the loudest about this are the ones who regale us with stories about how they walked up to a restaurant that clearly explained that it was enforcing vaccine mandates, and were asked to produce their vaccine certificates, and began ranting about their rights, and privacy, and Nazis and so on. To which there is a simple response.
If you saw the sign that said you needed to be vaccinated, and you knew you were going to refuse to produce proof, why the fuck did you try to get in anyway, other than for the pure public spectacle? If you knew you were going to be refused entrance, what was the purpose of your asking to be seated, other than your wanting to cause a scene, probably for the video you were going to post later?
If you honestly think being asked whether you've been vaccinated against a deadly virus is such a savage violation of your rights, here's a suggestion -- avoid the places that clearly advertise you need to be vaccinated. How difficult is that?
There are a number of lessons to take from Rebel News' David Menzies acting like a dangerous asshole in the proximity of the Prime Minister of Canada and getting stomped by the RCMP for it:
but the obvious question is -- is Menzies satisfied with his assigned role as Rebel News' fundraiser-related punching bag, given the inevitability that this is going to extremely badly for him one day? Here, let me explain.
Menzies' job at Ezra Levant's Rebel News is no secret -- go out, act abusive and confrontational to event organizers, security personnel and law enforcement, all for the sake of provoking a response, then screaming "harassment!" and launching another fundraiser. But here's the flaw in that strategy.
As everyone knows, if your entire business model is based on generating outrage, you can't just keep generating the same level of outrage; if you do, your audience will eventually get bored of the same ol', same ol' and wander off to be outraged elsewhere. This is not rocket surgery; it's a simple fact of human nature, which means that for Menzies' shtick to keep working, he needs to up the assholishness on a regular basis, and here's why that is probably not good for his health.
Until now, Menzies' standard move was to show up at some event, insult everyone in the vicinity and yell stupid questions from the other side of the security perimeter. All well and good but, after a while, everyone figured out his pattern and simply took to ignoring him, which really killed the dramatic effect of his douchebaggery. So what to do? Easy -- take it to the next level.
Which explains Menzies' most recent stunningly stupid attempt at notoriety which, according to numerous sources, involved bullying his way through a security perimeter and rushing the Prime Minister's motorcade, whereupon he was quite justifiably tackled by the RCMP and dragged away, where he was (again, justifiably) slapped around just a bit for his stupidity.
All this inspires the obvious question for Menzies: Is he happy being Ezra's punching bag for the sake of fundraisers that collect tens of thousands of dollars, and end up who knows where? More importantly, does Menzies even remotely understand the potential for this ending way, way worse for him?
For this recent event, David should be grateful that all he ended up with was a few scrapes and a slight headache, because it's not hard to imagine a much uglier result. It's easy to imagine another such rally where, on a dark, snowy night with poor visibility, the Prime Minister arrives by car whereupon, out of nowhere, a man crashes the security tape and runs toward the procession, yelling something indistinguishable and holding an unidentifiable object in his hand that no one can tell is a microphone, at which point -- fearing for the well-being of the PM -- the RCMP simply draw down and blow David Menzies' stupid fucking head off.
Because that day is assuredly coming, as long as David agrees to play the out-of-control buffoon for Ezra's benefit and, some day, Dave is going to go one step too far for the sake of a Rebel News fundraiser, and he will not be walking away with just a few scraped knuckles and a broken microphone.
It's only a matter of time until this happens, so David might want to take a step back and ask himself if this is really what he signed up for.
As I am conveniently on Rebel News' mailing list, I am regularly gifted with Ezra Levant's rancid dishonesty, and today is no different. Witness this snippet from Ezra's latest regurgitation (emphasis tail-waggingly added):
I'm angry and sad at the same time.
Justin Trudeau’s bodyguards beat up our reporter David Menzies.It was completely unprovoked.
David was standing on a public sidewalk outside a public event where Trudeau was going to a Liberal Christmas party. David was doing what all media do — waiting patiently to call out a question to Trudeau as he walked in.
Um, no. As numerous people on social media have pointed out, David did in fact deliberately violate the security perimeter for the Prime Minister and his party, and obstructed the motorcade, despite being told repeatedly by security personnel not to do that.
No, Ezra, you putz, David was not standing on a public sidewalk; he was being the same asshole he always is, and always at your instructions.
But thanks for playing.
