I promise, like seriously, that I’ll seriously write a more serious post soon. In case I haven’t mentioned before, I recently repatriated to Canada – only because my visa ran out in the US and you can’t really fly anywhere else from the US due to American incompetence in dealing with The Virus. Anyhow, Canada has an effective, but weird (I’ll have to explain that in another place at another time), Virus Strategy. Keeping Americans and their fucking fucked version of freeeeeedom OUT has been a big part of that strategy. And it has worked.

So I find myself in a 2-week forced quarantine situation that all incoming people must do, although for the vast majority, they are residents and have a place to go that is deemed appropriate by the government. I don’t. Communicating with my government earlier, they told me that for someone in my situation (non-resident citizen with no family, home, friends, place to go, etc), they would house me in an appropriate place and supply me with food – paid for cuz this is a socialist country and all that – all to prevent me from potentially spreading the Chinese-American Virus to sweet little innocent Canadians. I arrived and lo and behold I am now in a designated location, but I get to pay for everything! Yeah! The Canadian government lies. But I knew that years ago and is why I try so hard not to live here. Anyhoo…

I’m on Day 11. No outdoors. No sunlight. No contact with people. No walking, except to the bathroom (significant considering I’ve walked 5-10 miles every day for the last 4 months). Very restricted diet due to expense and access. I’m actually doing pretty well, psychologically, except for getting distracted on the Net and finding unfunny things perfectly hilarious.

So I figure I’d share my favourite video so far. Let’s go back to the 1970’s – probably the most embarrassing decade in the last century. I’m proud to say I was born in and disco’ed my way through it with home-made terrycloth leisure ensembles, velour knickers (not the underwear, Brits – the half-pants you’d see on the likes of Little Lord Fauntleroy, yessirree), strange-patterned sundresses, and a bunch of other embarrassing outfits crafted at home out of financial necessity. Yeah, white girl not rich – must be an anomaly…

So enjoy the following sexist song performed by Caribbean band, Boney M: Rasputin. I love busting stereotypes, and this helps us see that not all black people have dance moves. I couldn’t stop laughing – they’re worse than me! Note that Bobby Farrell takes himself waaaay too seriously, like all dudes. One of the women also has those dead eyes that I associate with rape victims and porn ‘stars’. Hope that wasn’t what was going on here. And the outfits… cringe. Very ’70s. And the lyrics! Good lord. Note that the song was banned by the Soviet govt, but Russians still loved the band.

Enjoy! Ra ra Rasputin… lover of the Russian Queen.

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