Jesus Demotivators

keep the faith.





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Ye Olde Wealth Pyramid

why are people angry? why are they upset and bothering the upright citizens of Wall Street and all those other important boulevards?

bazinga!








oooops! another bazinga!

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time for a change

here's to all the people in the streets, Wall Street and all those other vital boulevards.

Respect!!!







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the Alberta Tar Sands

recent thoughts about those controversial oil sand
developments in Alberta Canada,
served in a demotivational style.

learn more...

Roaring Dinosaurs-Prosperous Alberta

Alberta oil sands debate

Double the output by 2020?

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the Truth about the Singing Shark

when i first saw the Singing Shark,
i just about peed my pants.

"where did this come from?" i wondered.

this is the answer i found here.


It originated in 2007 on the unfunny webcomic "The Hockey Zombie" when the artist Chris VanGompel wanted to do a week long tribute of shark comics for Discovery Channel's Shark Week. He accidentally created one of the internets most beloved and enduring memes. After producing 25 original comics depicting the singing shark he went back into obscurity never to be heard from again.


and this would be my humble homage to this awesome uber-meme...

want to see more versions of the Singing Shark, including musical ones?


http://encyclopediadramatica.ch/The_Singing_Shark

there's even a Singing Shark cocktail!

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the Ozone hole above the Arctic

Big hole in ozone layer, bigger hole in government policy

In 1987, Canada led the world by hosting the Montreal Protocol, an international treaty signed by  196 nations to ban the use of chemicals known to harm the ozone layer. Now, Canadian scientists aren't even allowed to talk about it.


Censorship- it's a Harper thing...

Read all about it here.



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Being born

Warm and wet, floating in time, his heart beat to the rhythm that he'd known forever when a strange turbulence rocked his world. It grew stronger and he was drawn into a convergence that closed in on him, tighter and tighter, no matter how hard he struggled against it.

Faster than it began, it ended and his world got cold, cold, cold. As the warm fluid in his ears drained, the soundtrack of his life turned up to 11,
a shrill cavernous cacophony that made his head throb.

His eyes opened for the first time on a world in conflict with the vertigo at the centre of his universe. Even the dim lights in the operating
room burned into his retinas, so he closed them again and tried to cry.

It wasn't until a hand in a latex glove slapped his ass that he even knew he had one, and it hurt. Somewhere inside him a sound rose up to his lips and when they parted, he screamed for his life.

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