This is Rob Ford.
He is (somehow) the mayor of Toronto.
His pastimes include being kicked out of military balls for drunkenness, getting busted with weed while vacationing in Florida, and leading a very un-Canadian crusade against cyclists, poor people and politeness.
There is now a video of Ford — or someone who looks exactly like him — smoking crack cocaine, which 1) explains a lot about the mayor’s other behavior and 2) is way healthier than many Canadians’ poutine habit.
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“There’s no guarantee that the light will go on for you. There’s no guarantee you’ll be a wild success. The averages say it can’t be so. But that’s a success defined strictly by having lots of money and having a big Fuck You house with a kitchen that has an island countertop (seriously, the island is clutch). That’s how colleges and banks and the media think of success. That’s the con. That’s a bastardized, watered-down, PF Chang’s American Dream that costs millions of dollars that they’re selling you. Fuck that. That’s a one-way ticket to being completely and utterly screwed.”
Fuck! I’m in my twenties! Everyone has that moment—the realization that adulthood has arrived, like a runaway train, and there’s no getting out of its way. In attempt to express the contradictions and anxieties that come with being over-educated, minimally employed, mostly single, and on your own, Emma Koenig has composed this book full of journal entries about being in her 20’s. This book is hysterical and a source of comfort for when you’re feeling like the world is falling apart around you, (basically every time you can’t figure out what the hell you’re doing with your major). I recommend everyone get a copy of this book, it’s less than nine bucks.