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Apparently, Trump has a thing for Canada now? I mean, who wouldn’t? Just look at how thicc this country is. And by thicc, I mean the absurdly inflated grocery prices. Seriously, $14 a pound for red Thai chili peppers? $600k for a shack held together by duct tape and despair? That’s some premium thiccness right there.

But honestly, that orange, rat-faced pig has to be deep in Russia’s pockets with the circus act he’s pulling. I just hope there are still some sane adults left in the White House to hold the line. Sheesh.

Meanwhile, up here, Trudeau has resigned, Singh seems more interested in looking out for himself than the country, and Poilievre is waiting in the wings to make things even worse. To be fair, though, I’d still take that over Trump any day. Small mercies, I guess.

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As I get older, I realize more and more that New Years are overrated. Don’t get me wrong—I enjoy the energy, the food, the drinks, and the celebration. But really, it’s just another day off. Another year begins, but it's just more of the same.

The same assholes run the government, the same job, same paycheck, and after the holiday, life continues at its usual pace. Sometimes, it feels like New Year’s is just another excuse for the "illuminati" to tighten their grip, raising bills for the rest of us commoners while we toast to hope.

Hope—that’s the word I’ve always associated with New Year, I still do. But hope isn’t enough. Nothing changes until the gears of action start turning. If there’s something in your life you want to change, don’t wait for a new year to begin. Start now. Of course, that’s easier said than done most of the time but meaningful change can only happen in such a way.

New Year’s may not hold all the answers, but it can still be a reminder: the power to change lies within us, not in the calendar.