Canadian Politics Takes a Dramatic Turn… Detox Day 1!
[di-mok-ruh-see] 1. government by the people; a form of government in which the supreme power is vested in the people and exercised directly by them or by their elected agents under a free electoral system.
If Stephen Harper is reading, he might consider extracting head from… rightwing, ultra-conservative, power hungry ass!!
There I was, not long ago, expressing my resigned satisfaction, if not relief, at our maintaining status quo, no matter how very mediocre. Well, I take it back. If this last election and the Conservative’s attempt to manipulate the public, while kicking the opposition while Dion- I mean, down- is not enough, how ‘bout lets really test the nation’s collective constitution and drive us into complete political dissaray in the midst of a financial crisis all under the guise of political and economic righteousness.
Rather than Hope. Change. Yes We Can; as evidenced by our ever-evolving brethren to the south, we get Blatant. Backroom. Partisan. Opportunism. Brilliant!
And while I maintain only the hardiest of disdain towards the prospect of Celine- I mean, Stephane- Dion as PM, I put my trust in little handsome Jack. A cobbled together coalition has to be an improvement over being dragged down fascist lane!
And… with this backdrop of uncharacteristically interesting Canadian political activity, I begin Detox. Not only do these trying times call for a tidy, sparing and prudent pocketbook… but constitution as well. Excess is out and that means food… fat… and just plain consumption, in general.
It’s time to get rid of what is fast becoming a spare tire. And saddlebags. And turkey wings. Not to mention the patchy, dry flakiness- no not my disposition! Complexion, readers!!- and acne. No more Coca-Cola. Miss Vickie’s Salt & Vinegar. Fondue. Meat. Fast Food. Yuck… yuck… and yuck.
Hello, tahini and rice cakes!! Herbal tea! Brown rice!
I turn 40 in a mere 16 DAYS!!! And while I may no longer have visions of bringing in a new decade in a body much like that of Dara Torres, I’d at least like to feel like I’m on a better, healthier track. And I’ve signed up for a half marathon 29th of March. Training must now begin…. again.
I’ve been on the Michael Phelps diet. It was all anyone was talking about during the Olympics… so I figured, “Hey, the old bod could use a boost, a jolt to the system and what the hey, I’m on holidays, after all. Relaxed. What better time to implement a new diet regimen?” I mean, look at the guy… who wouldn’t want to have a body like Michael Phelps? The female equivalent, of course.
