"Arrr, Canada's gas be fillin' the pockets o' the natives, but it be stirrin' old troubles like a stormy sea!"
2024-12-13
Arrr, me hearties! New trade ports springin' forth on the land of the First Nations folk be stirrin’ up a ruckus ‘bout who be who and how to keep the ol' seas clean! Aye, ‘tis a fine kettle of fish, this debate be, as old as the tides themselves!
Avast ye, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout new export terminals sproutin’ like barnacles on the hull of a ship, right on the sacred land o’ the Indigenous folk! Aye, the winds o' change be blowin’, stirrin’ up a tempest o’ talk 'bout who be claimin’ what and how we be lookin’ after our good ol' Mother Earth.