Sun, Sea, Salt & Sand

🇨🇦 Here are 30 major Canadian projects Canadians can be proud of. Some are completed, some are underway, and others are in development or planning. Spaceport Nova Scotia McIlvenna Bay Copper Mine Toronto Eglinton Crosstown & Ontario Line Vancouver Broadway Subway & SkyTrain Montreal REM Transit Network Site C Hydroelectric Dam Darlington Nuclear Rebuild Gordie Howe International Bridge Contrecœur Port Terminal Roberts Bank Terminal 2 Port of Churchill Grays Bay & Mackenzie Valley Arctic Roads North Coast Transmission Line Crawford Nickel Project Wind West Offshore Wind Ksi Lisims LNG Pathways Carbon Capture Hydro-Québec Action Plan 2035 Darlington Small Modular Reactor Wesleyville & Bruce C Nuclear Canadian AI Data Centres Build Canada Homes Arctic Over-the-Horizon Radar Polar Icebreakers River-Class Destroyers Canada’s New Submarines LNG Canada Phase 2 Churchill Falls & Gull Island Alto High-Speed Rail Pacific Link Pipeline These projects span multiple governments and involve federal, provincial, Indigenous and private-sector investment. Canada has a great deal happening across energy, transportation, mining, defence and infrastructure. There’s plenty here worth recognizing. Source: Canada Rebuilt — 30 Canadian Megaprojects That Will Completely Change the Country

Welcome, folks, to the Conservative shit show, Where Smith fans the flames and watches them grow. She gives separatism oxygen to spare, Then Pierre comes running: “Who lit the fire there?” He grabs a small hose and starts spraying away, While convoy roadblocks keep rescue at bay. The COVID crew rolls in, sirens askew, Chasing conspiracies instead of a clue. Maple MAGA shows up in a bright red cap, Yelling, “Trump has the answer!” to every mishap. One guy blames Carney, another blames Ford, Another screams “FREEDOM!” and jumps aboard. Someone yells “WEF!” as the smoke fills the room, Someone spots a vaccine and predicts certain doom. The separatists holler, “Let Alberta be free!” Pierre mutters, “Good Lord, please don’t look at me.” Smith says, “I’m staying!” while fanning the flame, And Pierre keeps insisting they’re not on his team. The convoy’s still parked where the fire trucks go, While Maple MAGA dreams of Mar-a-Lago. Pierre grabs the microphone, covered in soot: “Canadians, trust us—we’ve got this underfoot!” But another alarm rings—there’s smoke down the hall, And half of the crew starts blaming Montréal. Pierre points at Carney: “This mess is HIS fault!” While somebody finds another match in the vault. Now the hoses are tangled, the ladder has snapped, Somebody’s livestreaming, somebody’s red-capped. The ambulance chasers are working the crowd, The conspiracy crew is increasingly loud. One wants separation, one wants Trump-style rule, One’s fighting vaccines, one’s protesting school. And Pierre’s in the middle, still trying to explain: “These people beside me? We’re not quite the same!” But that’s the Conservative credibility curse: Every attempt to fix things just makes matters worse. They want to look ready, responsible and grand, A government-in-waiting with everything planned. Instead it’s a circus with sirens on cue: One fans the flames, one blames someone new, One blocks the fire truck, one screams, “Fake news!” While Pierre stands there, covered in smoke, shit and goo, Still wondering: “Why the hell don’t Canadians trust the crew?”

When tyrants marched and Europe burned, And frightened nations watched and learned, Canada did not hide away, Or wait for someone else to say. Our standing army, small and spare, Had barely thousands gathered there; No mighty host, no endless line, No boastful fleet of grand design. Yet size was never Canada’s test— When history called, we gave our best. Before the ink of war was dry, Canadians answered, “Here am I.” From farms and towns, from coast to coast, They came without the need to boast. A nation scarcely eleven million strong Sent more than a million before too long. The navy grew from ships so few To hundreds cutting oceans through; The North Atlantic knew our name, And Canada earned, not borrowed, fame. While others waited, watched and weighed, Canadians sailed and flew and stayed. Two years would pass before the States Was finally carried through war’s gates. So spare me now the childish sneer That Canada is small or weak through fear. History has answered that refrain— You count the bodies; we count the gain. For power is more than guns in rows, More than the size an army grows. It lives in allies, trust and trade, In every lasting pact we’ve made. A sword can conquer field and hill, But cannot bend the world at will. For treaties, friendships, words agreed Can move whole nations with greater speed. The pen is mighty for a reason: It builds what outlives war and season. And sometimes armies, fleets and swords Spend years achieving what’s done with words. So those who claim that Canada’s small Might learn some history after all. We’ve never needed chest-thumped cries To prove our weight beneath the skies. Canada’s strength has never been In shouting loud or looking mean. It’s knowing when to stand—and then Knowing when to reach for the pen.

The Liberals look and say, “Fruit on that tree! Let’s pick what is ripe for you and for me.” More markets, more trade, more places to sell, Fill up the basket and prosper as well. The Tories look up and immediately cry: “That branch is too heavy! That branch is too high! That branch is too skinny! We might take a fall! Perhaps we should simply pick nothing at all!” “But wait! There’s a ladder! We’ll soon be all set— Just make sure it’s AMERICAN-MADE before we get it.” And while they keep whining at every new route, Carney keeps filling the basket with fruit. 😏🇨🇦

The Liberals look and say, “Fruit on that tree! Let’s pick what is ripe for you and for me.” More markets, more trade, more places to sell, Fill up the basket and prosper as well. The Tories look up and immediately cry: “That branch is too heavy! That branch is too high! That branch is too skinny! We might take a fall! Perhaps we should simply pick nothing at all!” “But wait! There’s a ladder! We’ll soon be all set— Just make sure it’s AMERICAN-MADE before we get it.” And while they keep whining at every new route, Carney keeps filling the basket with fruit. 😏🇨🇦

If I were the bartender, I’d close up the bar, “No drinks for Donnie — you’ve gone quite too far. No shots for Navarro, no doubles for Greer, You’ve been drunk on tariffs for most of the year. You broke your own deal, then complained with a sneer — So Canada’s calling last orders: no American beer.”

One flew east and one flew west, Then Donald checked into the Cuckoo’s Nest. He strutted in like McMurphy, king of the ward, Demanding applause from the psychiatric board. Nurse Ratched said, “Donald, please take your chair.” He shouted, “Fake nurse! Witch hunt! So unfair!” Chief Bromden watched quietly, taking it in, As Donald declared every checkers game a win. He promised the patients, “I’ll make this place great!” Then tariffed the pudding and locked up the gate. Even McMurphy would whisper, “This guy is a test…” When the sanest folks left in the whole Cuckoo’s Nest Were the ones Donald swore were completely possessed.

Donald Doodle saved the land— Just ask him, he’ll repeat it. Laura serves the fantasy, And Fox News helps complete it. Yankee Doodle, what a tale— A saviour self-created. Trump supplies the narcissism; Laura keeps it inflated.

South of the border, the darkness grows, Gold coins for Putin and praise in prose. Grievance and chaos, corruption and spite, A once-bright beacon surrendering its light. Then look to the north, where the maple leaves fly, Where Canada stands with Ukraine by its side. No bowing to tyrants, no Kremlin applause— Just allies and courage and democratic cause. America once claimed to illuminate the way; Now Canada’s carrying the lantern today. 🇨🇦🇺🇦

🇨🇦🇺🇦 THIS IS HUGE. Canada and Ukraine have signed a 100-YEAR PARTNERSHIP — a century-long commitment to deepen cooperation in defence, energy, technology and trade. Not 5 years. Not 10 years. 100 years. This is Canada thinking in generations. Governments will change. Presidents will come and go. Wars will end. The geopolitical map will shift. But Canada and Ukraine are saying something extraordinary: We intend to build together for the next century. In a world becoming more unstable and unpredictable, Canada is choosing allies, building new economic relationships and strengthening its sovereignty. This feels bigger than a trade agreement. It feels like a declaration of where Canada intends to stand in the world. Absolutely monumental. 🇨🇦🤝🇺🇦