A Concert for Canada

It’d be fun to turn this list into a concert line-up, and then stay the fuck home and eat chips. These are the signatories to a letter in support of “trans rights” composed by whatever machine controls Tegan & Sara, both of whom suffer from soul death, sadly, and then distributed among the stupidest people in the Canadian entertainment industry. No offence or anything. I know some of the folks who agreed to this, and I said they’re stupid, not bad.

Some of them are bad. Or at least very dishonest and calculating. When Danny Masterson finally lost the protection of his handlers and was sent down last year after decades as a serial rapist at large in LA and elsewhere, like in Toronto, some people remembered the unsettling rumours that wafted from his close association with an extremely fashionable indie-rock collective sucking up all the bandwidth in Canada at the time, back in the late ‘90s, early 2000s. It was quite the scene.

The names of its most prominent members appear here. Which is hardly surprising since “trans rights”—meaning, let’s be clear, the surgical and pharmacological mutilation of children under the guise of “gender affirming care”—is the issue that any Canadian artist or sex pest must embrace to retain industry access, protection, or their tiny share of diminishing public interest. If he was still a free man, rest assured that Jacob Hoggard would have signed this open letter. It’s amazing how consistently an extreme establishment-sanctioned ideology will provide cover for someone’s dangerous pathology, or how often an artist will say absolutely anything to stay relevant. But if there’s one thing history has taught us, it’s that history has taught us nothing.

Still—while it’s unlikely that any of these Libs of CanCon will ever encounter the WPATH files or even just acknowledge naked reality with their own eyes, the list will come to haunt some of them, one day, and a few might even feel shame. Others will pretend it never happened. Which reminds me, Neil Young is back on Spotify.

Postscript: How many of these 300-plus jackasses defended “unvaccinated” Canadians when the entire government and media establishment released the hounds? How many cheered when the truckers’ bank accounts were frozen while cops-on-horseback beat on the heads of peaceful protestors? Who among these drooling narcissists said a word about the trashing of rights, the abandonment of medical ethics, the destruction of businesses, families, and lives, the upward transfer of trillions, and—most of all—the profound harm done by COVID-lockdown to a generation of children? Not a single one. What bunch of fucking maroons.

April 4, 2024