Jason Kenney discusses leaving his mother’s basement, taking only one taxpayer cheque, etc.with Duane Bratt of 1handsomeshill.com

(Well, they didn’t really get around to it, this time.)

DR: Jason, you’re just so. . .

JK: I know, awesome.

DR: But so. . .

JK Yes.

DR: I’ve been, I’ve been. . .

JK: Yes.

DR: Behind you so long.

JK: Yes Duane.

DR: Soooooo   loooooong

JK: Ah, yes.  AHh. But when I’m

DR: sooooooo looooong

JK: Pre-E-emier,

you’re not

JK/DR: you know you love

Me I do.  I do. . .and you won’t be able to

Shill!!  Shill! for

Me no more.

Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh.

JK: Now it will be different, Duane

uuuuhhhh

Duane?

JK: Now we will need fake credentialed people to Prop Up our agenda

Hmmmhmmmmmmm

JK: Are you gonna be ready?

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

JK: Do whatever it takes?

mmmmmmmmmmm

JK: Good.

mmmmmm

JK: I’ll send a cheque.

Jason, Jason….

JK: It’s PREE-em-ier

DR: yes yes

JK: PREE-em-ier

DR: yes yes

JK: always Yes

DR: yes, always Yes

JK: Okay

DR: nnnnhhhhhh  nhnn Yes

Canada's Sports Cartel - Sportsnet and TSN Unite to Defeat Women's Hockey

I am really disappointed to hear about the CWHL, or for that matter, the NWHL.

I'm a man.  Have I ever gone to their games?  No.  I can't even afford a junior game, let alone let alone let alone let alone an NHL one.

But I have to watch darts and card games and "wrestling" endlessly, when there are really great women playing hockey that, sure, you bet, I'd watch for a while.

Did I think women's hockey was great 20-30 years ago?  No.  Should they be allowed to play more physically?  Yes.  (Most of them are bigger and tougher than I am, so. . . . .)

This one lies straight at the door of Canada's sports cartel, Sportsnet and TSN.  They are willing to show us any dreck--pasty pimply basement dwellers so ugly they have to wear shades and baseball caps playing poker, for example--but they can't show us top-flight women playing hi-tempo puck.

I am at a loss on this one.  A good women's hockey game beats most of what Sportsnet and TSN have on 18 hours a day.  For shame.

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