While walking on King Street a couple of days ago, I noticed a high class individual with a briefcase in hand walking alone across the street.
I position myself as like I had a rifle in my hand.
There was my victim and I zero in on my victim.
I whistle and whistle, I shouted – Ritalin…..Ritalin….
He quickly turned his head towards me like a buck that would look at a pair of headlights.
I shot my victim between the eyebrows.
I got Elvy Robichaud < Minister of Health >
I walked across the street to see if my victim was still moving?...lol
I told the Minister - You know something Elvy? I was saying just yesterday that the Irvings could walk around this City without any body guards. Look at a person like you walking on the streets without any fear!
Isn’t New Brunswick a beautiful place to live?
Elvy reminded me that in Ontario and Quebec? All Ministers have one body guard and a chauffeur!
He also didn’t know that I could hunt? …lol….
If the Irvings were down the States? They would have around 20 body guards around them!
Yes, we are very lucky to live in a province and we can still walk around freely.
But the emotional question is this? For how long?