Anyone who thought the large breasted retard should just be “allowed to do it’s thing” is a retard as are those who think those third world cultural gutter trash immigrants are a great addition to our country. People need to speak out and identify the idiocy and those who bring their violent archaic cultural practices here need to be sent where their behaviour is accepted, even welcomed. It has nothing to do with race, sub human gutter trash comes in all colors.
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I worked as VP Policy for our CA Board in the past year. We put forward 8 policies and whooohooooo 5 of the 8 that we submitted (or co-submitted) have made it to the floor of the AGM. We have the following that have made it to the Plenary:
1. Allow only official government flags to be flown on Government property;
2. Advocating for proper labelling of lab grown meat;
3. Implementing the recommendations of the Davidson report on vaccines;
4. Ending the practice of community water fluoridation;
5. Advocating to end the practice of mRNA injections in livestock or food sources in Alberta.
So excited to have had our policies selected out of over 800 policies!
It is a great example of being able to work towards change if we put in the effort.
From Soulful Words...
God, when I feel weary, whisper that You’re still working. There are moments when the weight of life feels almost too much to carry — when my heart is tired, my hope feels thin, and my faith trembles under the pressure of waiting. In those moments, I start to wonder if anything is moving at all. I pray, I try, I hold on, but the silence feels long, and the progress feels slow. Yet, deep down, I know that even when I can’t see it, You’re still working. You haven’t stopped. You never do. You’re the God who moves quietly in the background, turning even the stillest seasons into sacred preparation.
When I feel worn out and empty, remind me that rest is not weakness — it’s part of Your design. You never asked me to carry everything on my own; You only asked me to trust You with it. So when I’m weary, teach me to lay it all down — the striving, the worry, the endless trying to make things happen in my own strength. Whisper to my soul that You’re still ...