Edmonton to Winnipeg - a real hellride

The Canadian people are a fine people. Among the many things they are, gentle, campassionate, thoughtful, you wouldn't guess the best of it. They're fucking crazy. At least a few of them. I understand that the bus ride from Edmonton to Winnipeg is likely extremely boring, one might say deathly boring. 741 miles of untouched nature, grandpa used to say. The wilderness, in all of its glory, reminds me of fresh egg breakfast. Others have a more cynical feeling about the journey. Take for example, Vince Weiguang Li, a man known for his generally strong appeal and strong work ethic. The former may or may not be true, the latter has been proven. The bus ride was too much for him to take. He took it into his own hands and stabbed the life out of some man with somewhere around 30 strikes.

"There was no rage or anything. He was just like a robot stabbing the guy," one passenger recalled.

To make certain the bled-out corpse was finished, he proceeded with the final decapitation steps and then began to eat the flesh. A Canadian mounty saw this go down, and referred to the attacker as "Badger." With all of the nonsense here, that part seems to make the least sense. It was assumed that the national healthcare program would take care of it.

So, needless to say, my thoughts of moving to Canada have to be reconsidered. Shit. In the U.S. people kill each other for various reasons, all of which I've thought to be pretty illegitimate, as if I assume there are legitimate reasons. In Canada, however, there's just no goddamn sense in any of it. Watch out for the mysterious Canadian sky I guess.