A few weeks ago, columnist Rémi Villemure, who is pursuing a doctorate in sociology at UQAM, told the show I host at QUB that he had received an invitation for a mid-term party.
“Wine, beer, soft drinks and small bites will be offered to you,” the invitation said.
“In addition, two trusted people will be in charge of serving the wine and a person assigned to the wine will also be on site.”
What? A person “assigned to feeling”? Kessed that?
UQAM is like the Grande Bibliothèque, it wants to prohibit access to homeless people who don’t smell good?
No.
In woke jargon, a “feel manager” is “a person who takes care to avoid relationships of domination that could arise during an assembly” and who comes to the aid of people who could “feel discomfort during informal discussions”.
SNIF SNIF
Are you at a party and you feel “uncomfortable” because you heard someone tell a joke that “offends your values”?
A fat joke or a blonde joke?
You will see the “responsible for feeling” and he will go to see the bad jokers to bring them into line or expel them from the room.
Yes friends. We are there.
- Listen to Richard Martineau’s editorial via QUB :
In the 1940s, Little Sisters of the Good Shepherd would wander into church basement parties to make sure the bottle of root beer didn’t contain alcohol and that the guys and gals girls didn’t dance too closely.
And in the year 2024, ACADEMIC PEOPLE wander into the sociology department’s midterm parties to make sure no doctoral student tells a midget joke.
Who said we took religion out of schools?
The priests continue to want to “purify” the spirits – the only difference is that they no longer wear Roman collars.
By the way, there is also a “guardian of feeling” at the Filministes festival.
To protect women if ever a man spoke during the discussions following the screening of the films, I imagine…
Getty Images via AFP
BOO HOO HOO
Which brings us to the quiz question of the week: how did we become so moumoune?
No, do not call the Canadian Human Rights Commission to file a complaint!
In my book, “moumoune” has nothing to do with sexual orientation. It means “delicate”, “fragile”, “cozy”.
There are straight moumounes and gay non-momounes.
What happened to make us become so sensitive, so frail, so suffering?
We cleared the Laurentians with axes between two battles, and now we curl up in a ball and whine loudly when Radio-Canada broadcasts covers of The little life?
We want to close schools and keep children at home because the Moon is going to pass in front of the Sun?
As political scientist Christian Dufour told me yesterday at QUB: “It’s not with people like that that we’re going to achieve the independence of Quebec!”
Message to the Russians and Chinese: if you want to invade Canada, you don’t need cannons or atomic bombs.
All you have to do is spread old jokes from Hot pepper in the speakers, we’re going to surrender right away!
– Mom, mom, the man said that blondes don’t eat bananas because they can’t find the zipper!
– Oh well cursed! I’m going to complain to the head of the sentencing appointed by the UN, it doesn’t make sense to disturb master’s students like this, it’s torture, a crime against humanity! Come, my baby, stick to mom, ababibubu, adedidoudou…
The Legault government likes big projects that feed our national pride?
I have one: the Blue Rind.
“Multidisciplinary” centers where young Quebecers are taught to toughen up.
Because there, we are like hermit crabs who have lost their shell.
As my mother would say: it’s little and it wants to live…
A TAP ON THE FINGERS
A man who defrauded vulnerable seniors was released halfway through his sentence, even though the Parole Board ruled he had done ‘no work on himself’, had ‘low potential’ of social reintegration” and that he continues to represent a threat to society!
So, what is the point of this Commission if conditional releases are automatic, regardless of the inmate’s behavior?
This bandit was sentenced to seven years in prison, and he is getting out after three and a half years!
What message are we sending to society?
OLYMPIC STADIUM: A$$EZ, IT’S A$$$EZ!
The contract for the new roof of the Olympic Stadium was awarded to the GCPC firm.
Cost: $729 million.
That’s the initial cost. As the past is a guide to the future, the final cost will likely be twice that amount.
Then we’ll say: “Okay, now that we’ve invested all this money, we can’t stop there! We need to redo the acoustics! And the dressing rooms! And the benches! Lark!”
The question is simple: is there a demand in Montreal for such a big stadium? Answer: no.
Let’s tear it down and move on.
MAKE THE PASS
Do you want to found a festival? Very simple: create an NPO and a private company.
The non-profit organization will invite international stars, then your private company will produce recordings of their performance which it will sell around the world.
The expenses incurred by the arrival of the stars (transportation, accommodation, fees, food, per diem, etc.) will be invoiced to the government, and all the profits amassed from the sale of the filmed shows will fall into your pockets.
Not bad is not it?
Add to that the sale of t-shirts, and you’ll be in business!