The Life and Times of J.Z. Garrod
Strange and terrible musings from a world traveller who has been to very few places.Archive for July, 2005
Going Nowhere Fast.

While I don’t personally understand the sport of cycling, I also acknowledge that other people – such as my girlfriend – very much do.
Yet, I do have some reservations about the sport.
Everyday when I check my various newspages for the who, what, where, how, and why of the day I am greeted by this headline: “Armstrong easily keeps lead at Tour de France”
Look Lance Armstrong, I think we all “get it”. You’re very good at cycling.
Cycling fanatics obviously want to keep updated on the status of their beloved Lance, but I mean, come on… it’s friggin’ Lance Armstrong and as well as I can tell he’s living quite strongly.
And everyday I get the same stupid headline about how he is still winning. Do we even need a headline for this guy already? I mean he’s won 6 Tour De France’s already, is this surprising anybody?
If this was just a one day race, seeing a headline wouldn’t bother me, but it’s gone on for about a week already! It’s not like when I check soccer scores I see partial updates about one game for a weeks time:
“Ronalhdino runs around!”
“Beckham makes a pass!”
“Some Italian guy took a dive and seems midly upset about a call!”
“Random African guy touches the ball”
“Someone took a shot at the net, but I couldn’t see his name because I looked away for a second to check my cell phone because I was expecting a call about a dinner arrangement my wife made last Saturday”
Look, when the fucking race is over, tell me who won. That’s all you have to do. I could care less whether some European guy got 2 seconds closer to Lance Armstrong. There’s only so much room for headlines, and if I’m a real cycling fan, I’m sure I can muster up a couple clicks to get away from the main page and into the cycling section of the sports page.
Shouldn’t these people be busy cycling anyways?
Conservatively Speaking

Apologies for not writing blogs, etc, etc. Love and Kisses and all that.
Bill C-38’s movement through the senate is all but guaranteed, according to this article from Mybc.com. While previous arguments about the bill’s merits or shortcomings have already been covered in my friend P@wnsay’s blog, I’d like to speak of something slightly different: Stephen Harper.
In every article I’ve read concerning this bill there has been a paragraph that states: “But Conservative Leader Stephen Harper has said he would reopen the marriage debate if he’s elected prime minister” (Mybc.com)
If Stephen Harper thinks he’s going to get elected any time soon, I have some desperately urgent news for him.
It is a sad state when the official opposition to a minority government covered in political scandal and controversy fails to get elected. It is a clear message from the entire country that you just don’t have what it takes. Sorry Stephy, it’s time to go home.
Politics aside, Harper comes off as a complete and utter dork misaligned with the current political climate of Canada. It is far too late for an “image-adjustment” tour. Canada has already seen Harper as tight tie-wearing angry nerd who desperately needs someone to mess up his hair.
The fact that on some days Paul Martin aka Mr – fucking – Dithers comes across as more stylish is a clear message that Mr. Harper needs to get a grip on reality. Is this the same guy that said his favourite song is “Back in Black”? Can you ever imagine Mr. Harper rocking out to ACDC? The last time I did that I was camping and had beer spilled all over me. I certainly wasn’t wearing a pressed suit and a comb-over.
“Image-adjustment” is a ridiculous concept. Perhaps he should have just been this beer-drinking, ACDC-listening, hilarious guy that I read about in conservative rags instead of his political self. I mean, he sure as hell would’ve got more votes. Fuck, I bet if he started smoking he would’ve had Quebec all wrapped up.
But not anymore. Those days are gone for Harper. He only has to hope that he will be ousted from his position in a respectable way, letting the rest of the political dogs swell in to take his place. As long as he gets away without looking like Stockwell Day, I think he should consider himself lucky.
Rest assured, his time has come. Say goodbye, Mr. Harper.
And to the rest of the Conservatives I have an open-ended message: If you want anybody to vote for you, please get a goddamn respectable human being to be your leader. Nobody wants to vote for idiots with perfect haircuts.