Bill C-22 is being rushed through Parliament without fully addressing how this surveillance framework will affect Canadians, especially those in rural communities.
The impacts of this legislation will be felt across rural Canada, where population density, connectivity, and digital infrastructure differ significantly from urban centres.
Rushing a bill that shapes how Canadians’ data is accessed and managed is a mistake.
We do not need to trade liberty for security. We can, and must, protect both.
Warning from Apple to Canada on Bill C-22 "As you know, this may be one of the last times we're permitted to discuss the consequences of this legislation publicly."
"That's because of the bill's secrecy provisions which forbid companies like Apple from even discussing the orders we receive with our users or the public." @Apple
Elon Musk avait dit un truc qui m'avait marqué sur l'allocation de ressources. En substance : passé un certain niveau de richesse, l'argent n'est plus de la consommation, c'est de l'allocation de capital.
Cette phrase change tout.
L'économie, dans le fond, c'est juste un problème d'allocation. Tu as des ressources finies et des usages infinis. Qui décide où va quoi ?
Imagine une cour de récré. 100 enfants, des paquets de cartes Pokémon distribués au hasard. Tu laisses faire. Très vite, un ordre émerge. Les bons joueurs accumulent les cartes rares, les collectionneurs trient, les négociateurs trouvent des deals. Personne n'a planifié. Et pourtant chaque carte finit dans les mains de celui qui en tire le plus de valeur. Le système maximise le bonheur total de la cour. C'est ça, la main invisible.
Maintenant fais entrer la maîtresse. Elle trouve ça injuste. Léo a 50 cartes, Tom en a 3. Elle confisque, redistribue, impose l'égalité. Trois effets immédiats. Les bons joueurs arrêtent de jouer, à quoi bon. Les mauvais n'ont plus de raison de progresser, ils auront leur part. Les échanges s'effondrent. La cour est égale, et morte. Elle a maximisé l'égalité, elle a détruit le bonheur.
Le problème de la maîtresse, c'est qu'elle ne peut pas avoir l'information que la cour avait collectivement. C'est le problème du calcul économique de Mises, formulé en 1920. L'URSS a essayé de le résoudre pendant 70 ans avec le Gosplan. Résultat : pénuries, queues, effondrement. Pas parce que les Soviétiques étaient bêtes, parce que le problème est mathématiquement insoluble en mode centralisé.
Quand Musk a 200 milliards, il ne les consomme pas, il les alloue. SpaceX, Starlink, Neuralink, xAI. Chaque dollar est un pari sur le futur. Et lui a un track record. PayPal, Tesla, SpaceX. Il a démontré qu'il sait identifier des problèmes immenses et y allouer des ressources avec un rendement spectaculaire.
L'État aussi a un track record. Hôpitaux qui s'effondrent, éducation qui décline, dette qui explose, services publics qui se dégradent malgré des budgets en hausse constante. Le marché identifie les bons allocateurs, la politique identifie les bons communicants.
Le profit n'est pas une finalité, c'est un signal. Il dit : tu as alloué des ressources rares vers un usage que les gens valorisent suffisamment pour payer. Plus le profit est gros, plus la création de valeur est grande. Quand Starlink est rentable, ça veut dire que des millions de gens dans des zones rurales ont enfin internet. Quand un ministère est en déficit, ça veut dire qu'il consomme plus qu'il ne produit. L'un crée, l'autre détruit, et on appelle ça redistribution.
Dans nos sociétés il y a deux catégories d'acteurs. Les entrepreneurs et les bureaucrates. L'entrepreneur prend un risque personnel pour identifier un problème, mobiliser des ressources, créer une solution. S'il se trompe il perd. S'il a raison, ses clients gagnent, ses employés gagnent, ses fournisseurs gagnent, l'État collecte des impôts. Il est la cellule de base du progrès humain.
Le bureaucrate ne prend aucun risque personnel. Son salaire est garanti. Au mieux il maintient une rente existante. Au pire il la détruit par excès de réglementation, mauvaise allocation forcée, incitations perverses qui découragent ceux qui produisent. Mais dans aucun cas il ne crée.
Regarde les 50 dernières années. iPhone, internet civil, SpaceX, Tesla, Google, Amazon, Stripe, mRNA, ChatGPT. Toutes des inventions privées, portées par des entrepreneurs, financées par du capital risque. Pas un seul ministère n'a inventé quoi que ce soit qui ait changé ta vie au quotidien.
La France est devenue le laboratoire mondial de la dérive bureaucratique. 57% du PIB en dépenses publiques, record absolu. Une administration tentaculaire, une fiscalité qui pénalise la création de richesse. Résultat : décrochage face aux États-Unis, à l'Allemagne, à la Suisse. Fuite des cerveaux. Désindustrialisation. Dette qui explose.
Et le pire c'est que la mauvaise allocation s'auto-renforce. Plus l'État prélève, moins les entrepreneurs créent. Moins ils créent, moins il y a de base fiscale. Plus l'État s'endette et taxe. Boucle de rétroaction négative parfaite. La maîtresse pense qu'elle aide, et chaque année la cour produit moins.
Dans nos sociétés, ce sont les entrepreneurs, toujours, qui font avancer la civilisation. Les bureaucrates au mieux maintiennent une rente, au pire la détruisent. Aucune société n'a jamais progressé en taxant ses créateurs pour subventionner ses gestionnaires.
La question n'est jamais qui a combien. C'est qui alloue le mieux la prochaine unité de ressource pour maximiser le futur de l'humanité. La réponse depuis 200 ans n'a jamais changé. Ce ne sont pas les fonctionnaires.
No British government ever imagined an American president might finally tell the truth about the “special relationship.”
Until now.
Spare me the pearl-clutching obituary from The Economist, that decaying salon of transatlantic nostalgia where the ghost of Churchill is still being pimped out like a rent-boy for Davos subscriptions.
Your precious bunting of flags in the bin isn’t some tragic metaphor for Trump’s “betrayal.”
It’s the autopsy photo of a one-way parasitic bargain that America has carried on its back like a drunk uncle for eighty goddamn years.
And the drunk finally woke up, looked around, and said: Fuck this.
This isn’t “turning his back.”
This is a sovereign nation refusing to keep subsidizing a continent of strategic eunuchs who have spent decades castrating their own militaries, hollowing out their industrial bases, and importing the very pathologies that make them security liabilities rather than allies.
You want the special relationship?
Earn it. Reciprocate it. Stop treating the United States like an ATM with nuclear weapons.
Geopolitically and militarily, the numbers don’t lie and they never have.
The United States still shoulders roughly sixty percent of total NATO defense spending...$845 billion out of a collective $1.4 trillion last year.
Most of your European “partners” couldn’t hit the 2% GDP target even after Russia parked tanks on Ukraine’s border and started lobbing missiles at civilian infrastructure.
Britain under Starmer talks a big game about “global Britain” while quietly slashing capability, courting CCP-linked cash, and letting its own streets burn under the weight of demographic transformation and speech codes that make the old East German Stasi look libertarian.
You lecture us about values while your own government criminalizes tweets and turns Rotherham into a cautionary tale the media still refuses to fully autopsy.
Historically, the ledger is even more damning. We bled for you in 1917 and 1941 when your empires were on the ropes.
We bankrolled your reconstruction, anchored your defense for the entire Cold War, and let you punch above your weight on the world stage because sentimental Anglosphere nostalgia still meant something.
In return? Suez 1956, where you expected us to back imperial nostalgia while we were trying to contain Soviet expansion.
Vietnam, where you sat it out. Iraq, where you half-assed it and then spent the next twenty years sneering at us in your broadsheets. And every single time an American president dared put America First, your commentariat wailed like Victorian widows about the death of the alliance...as if the alliance was ever meant to be a suicide pact.
You’ve internalized a victimhood narrative so profound it borders on the clinical...projecting your own national decline, your own loss of agency, your own self-inflicted castration onto the one country that still possesses the will to act like a great power.
Trump doesn’t “deprioritize” the relationship; he simply refuses to indulge the delusion any longer.
He sees what you refuse to admit:
the United Kingdom of 2026 is no longer the reliable offshore balancer of 1945.
It’s a mid-tier European power wrestling with internal entropy, elite disconnect, and a demographic trajectory that makes long-term strategic partnership… let’s just say, complicated.
We are sick of it. Sick of the free ride. Sick of the lectures from people whose capitals are turning into no-go zones while their defense ministers beg Washington for more F-35s and more carrier groups to patrol waters they can no longer secure themselves.
Sick of the pomp, the pageantry, the royal visits, and the hand-wringing editorials that treat American self-interest as some kind of moral failing.
The special relationship isn’t dead. It’s being stress-tested by reality.
And reality, Mr. Economist, is a vicious bitch with a ledger in one hand and a mirror in the other.
Look into it.
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Destroying the @InternetArchive's @WayBackMachine would be the equivalent of the burning of the Library of Alexandria - one of the worst losses of knowledge in history.
Media giants are now threatening to do this.
We can't let this happen.
Pass it on.
Dear Pope Leo,
Instead of visiting mosques and meeting Islamic leaders in countries like Algeria…
Go to Nigeria.
Go see the millions of Christians being massacred by violent Islamists. Pray with them. Show solidarity with them. Care for them.
Sincerely,
Christians everywhere
🚨🇨🇦 The Liberal narrative just collapsed…
Fraser Institute President Niels Veldhuis is setting the record straight:
🇨🇦 Canada’s economic decline isn’t a 🇺🇸 "Trump Tariff" problem….it’s a made-in-Canada crisis.
Stop blaming the neighbors 🇺🇸 for the mess we created at home. 🇨🇦
#cdnpoli #Economy #Canada #Trump #USA
A baby at 32 weeks in the womb was caught smiling the moment she heard her dad’s voice during a routine ultrasound.
The scan showed the unborn girl breaking into a clear smile as soon as her father started speaking.
By this stage of pregnancy, babies can hear sounds from outside the womb and often recognize their parents’ voices.
An unforgettable moment. Life is truly precious.
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The Iranian women’s national football team refused to sing the anthem of the Islamic Regime. Tonight. At the opening match of the Asian Cup. In front of the entire world.
So, to all liberal Western women:
Watch and learn.
THIS is what real feminism looks like.
Whitney Webb delivered a chilling wake-up call in her recent interview:
“A digital prison without walls could be incredibly comfortable… and you would willingly walk into it.”
She warns we’re being seduced into techno-enslavement not by force, but by convenience and comfort — the same comforts that make prison tolerable: a roof, food, no need to struggle for survival.
Her core concerns remain stark:
- AI is aggressively positioned to replace the most human activities: art, music, writing, genuine emotional bonds
- Children are already being conditioned to form attachments to robots and algorithms over parents (ads show toddlers saying “I love you” to domestic bots)
- Several architects of these systems have documented ties to Jeffrey Epstein — should we trust them to program emotional companions that spend unsupervised time with our kids?
- Outsourcing creativity and connection risks leaving us cognitively diminished — post-human shells that no longer create or truly feel
Her urgent call to action:
Actively build local, resilient, analog alternatives.
Prioritize real-world creativity (especially with children).
Reject the cult of convenience before the cage locks.
“The price of convenience is freedom.”
Months later, the trend lines are only steeper.
Are we sleepwalking into a cozy cage — or is there still time to choose humanity over the algorithm?
What’s one analog practice you’re protecting (or starting) to stay anchored in the real world?
Sirens started at ~8 am (haven't stopped - 20 alarms or so since then), so I went surfing.
It was a most beautiful and surreal experience. Mount Hermon - snow-capped in the distance. Clear med seawater with fishies playing in the breaking waves. Blue sky, so blue, with poofy real white clouds. Anti-aircraft rockets 'sploding shit right overhead lobbed from Iran. I watched a cormorant try his best to swallow a large fish he caught whole during one of the attacks. I felt it was important to log into that moment in time.
I know it sounds a bit crazy, but nonetheless, it's not. I felt the stoke of LIFE in madness. I felt calm and peaceful in the panic.
And then I got out.
"We must risk delight"
-A Brief for the Defense (by Jack Gilbert)
Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies
are not starving someplace, they are starving
somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.
But we enjoy our lives because that’s what God wants.
Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not
be made so fine. The Bengal tiger would not
be fashioned so miraculously well. The poor women
at the fountain are laughing together between
the suffering they have known and the awfulness
in their future, smiling and laughing while somebody
in the village is very sick. There is laughter
every day in the terrible streets of Calcutta,
and the women laugh in the cages of Bombay.
If we deny our happiness, resist our satisfaction,
we lessen the importance of their deprivation.
We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure,
but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have
the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless
furnace of this world. To make injustice the only
measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down,
we should give thanks that the end had magnitude.
We must admit there will be music despite everything.
We stand at the prow again of a small ship
anchored late at night in the tiny port
looking over to the sleeping island: the waterfront
is three shuttered cafés and one naked light burning.
To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat
comes slowly out and then goes back is truly worth
all the years of sorrow that are to come.
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