Being engaged and attending the UCP AGM as a proud Conservative member is not only time consuming it is nerve wracking. Having to counter the BS from the likes of 1905 and Marco, Marty, Tariq et al is exhausting but it has to be done. There are so many people who don’t have a clue the fight we’ve been engaged in the past few months, the future of the province hinging on a leadership vote this weekend. They live their lives oblivious of the darkness and harm so many are trying to inflict on the people of Alberta spreading half truths and outright lies.
I am pretty proud to be part of a group ready to fight for the good of this Province and our future and hope one day the sleepers will wake up and never even know how their rights and lives were protected by a few Lions.
My letter to Premier Smith this morning. This whole digital ID has me pissed off. While I like to see proof of citizenship, isn't that what your ID already tells them? ID can still be faked even with proof of citizenship. I welcome your thoughts.
Premier Smith, I'm a huge supporter of yours, but this highway to hell under the guise of digital wallet, starting with citizenship on our driver's license is absolutely not what we voted for at last year's AGM.
Please listen to your base, we don't want digital ID. This only leads to the government controlling our behaviour and our information. The government has no business poking around in my personal information and this is exactly what it will lead to. Next up carbon scores, social credit scores, CBDC, 15 minute cities. If you think for a second that as a private citizen your movement won't be not only monitored, but controlled, you haven't been paying attention. Check out Oxford England. You're fined if you leave your designated area.
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None of us do well when under the thumb of these socialist Liberals, the sun will rise when they are no more
Innocence
A Boy and His Dog
A poem by Talli Art
A boy runs free, his spirit wild,
With laughter ringing, a playful child.
By his side, his dog, steadfast and true,
Bound by a love that always grew.
In golden fields, they chase the sun,
Through grass and streams, their day is spun.
Nature whispers, the trees applaud,
Their bond, a gift from the hand of God.
The boy's small feet, the dog's soft tread,
Together they roam where dreams are spread.
Through seasons that shift, they never part,
Two kindred souls, one beating heart.
Faithful friend, through joy, through fear,
Each step they share, each moment dear.
And though the end may cast its shadow wide,
Their love will remain, a light inside.
For best friends they were, since their first breath,
United in life, even beyond death.
A boy and his dog, a tale so pure,
Of a bond eternal, forever sure.
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