STORIES FROM MY SIX MONTHS PROTEST IN FRONT OF THE NEW BRUNSWICKLEGISLATURE IN THE YEAR 2003!!!

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I remember walking by a bar and I seen all these media personal having a good laugh over a few cold beers.

I could have gone over to their table and agitate them but I didn’t.

I would have said- Hey? Did you know that the Irvings don’t wish for their employees to drink alcohol?

I decided to leave well enough alone. I must admit that it was very difficult to confront the public when they don’t know what I’m all about?

Once at my tent, I noticed a couple walking on the sidewalk.

They were a couple of midgets. The man had a cane and he was resting his hand on his wife shoulder.

I said to myself- What am I complaining about?

I have my health so therefore I should end the protest but I couldn’t because I had to take care of the ADHD issue for the kids.

I might add that I’ve never heard one whisper from those members of the Human Rights Commission of New Brunswick.

Those were the people that are responsible for this protest.

I felt like Custer last stand and the battle will continue.

It was the first week of August and it was very hot. The House was open and I felt bad for those politicians because it was really hot inside the Legislature.

There’s no air-conditioners in that historic building.

Once the house opens during the summer months, a few people would faint because of the hot atmosphere. The politicians always go outside for a nice cool breeze and enjoy a nice cigarette but this summer it would be a total different story because hot air Charles was outside.

The politicians from both political parties saw me coming towards the Legislature and they had a big decision to make.

They could either stay outside and listen to me or go back inside where it was very hot and uncomfortable?

Many of them choose the later and ran inside.

I was a benefit to the taxpayers of this Province.

I made sure these politicians didn’t stay outside too long.

The tourists couldn’t visit much inside the Legislature because they were working on a stairway was over 120 years old, I guess this was very delicate project because it was just like a jigsaw puzzle.

It took a lot of time to be work on.

The work was suppose to be done during the summer months in 2003 but it still wasn’t done in January of 2004.

One beautiful evening, I was standing in the corner of the Legislature and noticed a woman in her 50s with a very sad look on her face walking slowly towards me from the Legislature with her head
down.

I asked the lady where she was from?

She said- Quebec!

I asked her why did she look so sad?

She answered while pointing at the Legislature – I taught that was a church and I wanted to go to Messe.

She then continued her walk towards the hotel.

I said- YES!!THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT THE PEOPLE IN THIS PROVINCE NEEDS!!!

God himself to show up in that place
face to face with those politicians!

That would wake them up eh?

They would come out the doors and say- WE SEEN THE LIGHT!

The poor woman wanted to go to church but
she ended up in Hell! …lol…

You got to realize that the biggest building in the small villages in La Belle Province is the Church.

She got out of the Tour Bus from the Hotel and believe that she was going to church. I felt bad for the poor woman but I would used
that story over and over during my protest. It was funny!

Speaking of stories? There were tour guides
paid by the City, Jacob Horpe, Jeremy Gorman, Nick Coates and Vivion Zelazny showed the tourists the many beautiful sights in the Capital.

Many tourists wanted to know what my tent was all about?

Little did I know at the time but I was part of the tour.

The beautiful girl in charge would asked me to explain to the tourists my protest?

If they were from Quebec?

I would tell them that I speak le chiac - You know? Je va au store me chercher un packet de smoke!

They would always laughed at the manner that I spoke my Acadian French. I would spend 30 seconds explaining to them
the issue of ADD/ADHD in this Province and I would continue by telling them there was a Quecbecer that came here months ago and she believe the Legislature was a church?

I phoned a friend of mine Dorothy Dawson and she was very concerned for me because
someone seen me and told her that I didn’t look good at all.

I had lost a lot of weight.

I told Dorothy that I felt good about myself but then again? If a person only eats one meal a day, they have no choice but to
lose a lot of weight. I didn’t eat real well before the protest so therefore I guess that I didn’t notice the change.

I must admit that I was doing a lot of
walking but I felt ok! I told her not to worry.

The weather was really nice and hot and the tourists started to pick up.

On the evening of August 4th at around midnight, I noticed a beautiful young girl
walking by my beach chair. I was stationed near the sidewalk and every citizens who would walk by?

I would asked them if they would like to sign my petition? Of course, if they were nosy as I am? They would asked what is my petition all about?

I would say- Of course before we sign our life away? We want to know what it’s all about right?

The girl told me that she was an exchange student from Quebec and is working for the New Brunswick Human Rights Commission.
It didn’t take me long to invite the nice girl to
sit down on one of my beach chair.

She was appalled when I called the members of this appointed group-RACISTS!

I told her that if I was Gay? The Commission will take me seriously.

Hey? More power to the Gay people but
something isn’t right here! The Bernard Lord
Government are agreeing with the members of the racist commission that kids with ADD/ADHD are LIMITED AND A
COMMITTEE TO STUDY THE ISSUE IS NOT IMPORTANT!

Being from Quebec, I was certain that I would hear from her the next few days but I didn’t.

I wish that I was a fly on the wall when she confronted the members of the commission with my accusations.

They must have told her to ignore me because I have ADHD.

My tent is wet from the rain and I guess when those guys grab my tent it left a little hole!

I noticed more ants in my tent!
ANTS+ RAIN!!! WHO SAID THIS WAS A PINIC???

Hey? I was in the Army and I rode a ten-speed across Canada and THE U.S.A.! I can handle this situation!

Once again, my tobacco was very wet and I couldn’t roll with my roller.

I decided to sleep over Hylene D’Aigle
place.

She’s the girl who gave me the keys to her apartment and traveled to Montreal.

I asked Shawn Graham, the leader of the Liberal Party for a ride?

It was over one mile away and I didn’t feel like walking.

Once in the car, I told Shawn that he was very lucky that he lost the election.

He asked - Why is that now?

I told the Liberal leader that there’ no tourists in this Province and I heard from different people that it’s a problem across this country because of Scars, West
Niles Virus and Mad Cow.

I am certain that we must be talking about one half a Billion dollar from the tourists.

A few weeks later, I told the Premier
himself of this grave concern.

I know what I’m talking about because I did chat with a lot more tourists the year before. I seen a big different in numbers and someone is going to pay for the lost revenues.
Who’s going to pay?

That’s the question?

I might add that Shawn Graham gave me a very helpful tip.

He told me that on top of every page of the Petition. I must have the reason a person would sign their name.

I didn’t know this!!!!

Can you imagine if at the end of my protest, I would have given the Government my petition and they would have said - Sorry Charles! Your petition is no good!

All that work for nothing!!!! I would have
cried like a baby.

It was sure nice to sleep in a nice bed. I put all my tobacco on the kitchen table and went to Dreamland.

The next morning, I strongly believe that it would be all dry. The next day it was still wet. I was very upset but there’s nothing that I could do.

I didn’t eat much but I needed my smokes.

Once at the tent, Marc came over. I gave Marc one dollar and told him to buy me some
papers so I could roll some smokes.

Once Marc came back? I ordered him to roll me some smokes!

I NEED TOBACCO. I sounded like Dan Fielding ordering his side kick - Phil
around with orders.

I told Marc- ROLL TILL YOUR
TOUNGUE IS DRY!!! I NEED TOBACCO!

After around 20 cigarettes, he had to stop because his tongue was really dry.

Once in the front steps of the Legislature, I sat down and enjoyed a nice smoke.

The tobacco was still wet and I had a terrible time to get a drag.

Dan Bussieres came from the Legislative
Assembly asked me if I was smoking a joint?

I quickly answered - You wish!!!

I’m the type of person who envoys a
nice cold beer but drugs is a big faux pas for this ADHD protester.

Yes as a youth, I tried all kinds of drugs
and let me tell you that I never enjoyed the feeling.

I told Dan Bussieres - If I smoked a joint of marijuana? I would stare at my tent and say- What the hell am I doing?

I would quickly remove the tent from the front lawn of the Legislature.

Dan quickly answered- Hmmmm…..If I gave ya a joint? Would you smoke it?

I guess he would try anything to get me the hell out of the front lawn!!!..lol

The drug seem to slow down my ADHD brain to reality. I always told the kids with this disorder not to take drugs because they might enjoy it!

I’m very surprise that the politicians didn’t offer me a joint. Maybe that would have been
a way to remove me from the grounds of the Legislature.