Mad Max Beyond Julie Thunderdomes

You’d think Maxime Bernier might be bit more cautious about the company he keeps.

After all, it wasn’t so long ago he was fired as foreign minister after consorting with Julie Couillard, a former biker babe with connections to “Mom” Boucher’s Hells Angels.

So love-struck was Max that he had half a dozen framed portraits of Julie in his office, he got her to rewrite his speeches and promoted her as ministerial “spouse.” Decked out in leather boots and camel-toed jeans, Julie would barge into meetings, her plastic embonpoint in full regalia, while she snapped a wad of Dubble Bubble.

No one could quite figure out how Julie made a living.  Sources said Bernier bankrolled her and even promised he would get her a gig as a judge with the Immigration and Refugee Board. That $115K-a-year gig would be her ticket out of Dumpsville. But she could never pin the minister down on his promise. He kept stalling, telling Julie that the IRB selection committee hadn’t yet met.

“But I’m working on it. By the way, have you seen those briefing documents I left behind last week?”

“I’ll have a look around–while you check on that selection committee.”

They volleyed back and forth for a couple of months, until Julie finally realized that it was all bullshit, and she went public with the revelation that Max had left confidential ministerial papers in her condo. Enter President Steve to issue Bernier a blindfold and a cigarette.

Now comes news that Max is again hanging out with friends in low places, this time members of the Canadian branch of the American alt.right group, 3 Percenters. The quasi-militia organization believes in arming themselves for protection from Blacks, the IRS and, er, high taxes on beer and cigs.

Presumably they’re attracted to Max’s colour-coded immigration policy, which he outlined on Twitter a couple of months ago: “Our immigration policy should not aim to change the cultural character and social fabric of Canada, as radical proponents of multiculturalism want.”

The Canadian chapter of the 3 Percenters is led by the likes of Spencer Polap—he’s the lardo with the Dirty Sanchez, thumbing it up with Bernier (see pic).

Spenc’ and his fellow braunshirts can often be found at hate rallies against Muslims and refugees, along with fellow travellers from the JDL, Soldiers of Odin, the anti-immigrant street patrol group, Hindu supremacists (!) and Rebel Media’s Gavin McAnus and his “Proud Boys” frat/gang.

Polap’s good buddy at these putsch-picnics, Shawn McBeath, is not only a member of the Canadian 3%, but an SoO member and Hells Angels enthusiast.


The lads were said to be among the droogs that assaulted Kevin Metcalf of the Canadian Journalists for Free Expression in Toronto, May 9.

Forgivable excesses of enthusiasm aside, the Bernier Bros can no doubt look forward to a stompin’ good time at the Tory convention this month!

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3 comments on “Mad Max Beyond Julie Thunderdomes
  1. OJM says:

    Who knew principled economic libertarianism could be such fun? Freddy Hayek doesn’t know what he’s missing!

  2. John MacLachlan Gray says:

    Max wouldn’t know Hayak from Kayak. At some point he read “Atlas Shrugged.” – probably in high school – & he hasn’t had a shred of an idea since. I have seen Max in Question Period, joking with his neighbours, grinning like a frat boy, & have concluded that he’s the cad in an old family, who wrecks the car & makes girls pregnant, but the family name lets him get away with it.

    And he’s the front runner. Come back, Joe Clark!

    • OJM says:

      Or Freddy from Salma, for that matter. But you’re probably right about the Ayn Rand angle…if selected Silly Party leader, count on his changing his name to “Maximilien Branden”.

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