Montreal, March 13, 2026 – An anonymous STM bus driver has finally spoken out, and what he describes isn’t just “a bad day on the job.” It’s a daily nightmare that’s been getting worse for years – and nobody at the top seems to give a damn. In a bombshell interview with Le Journal de Montréal, the veteran chauffeur (using the pseudonym Martin) lays it all out: passengers spit on drivers, blast loud phone calls and videos right behind the wheel, punch the protective plexiglass, and turn buses into chaos zones, especially on school routes. “It’s part of our daily life,” he says. “When you have a day where nothing happens, you say: ‘Yes! We made it through that one.’“ddf484 He details the worst offenders: people yapping loudly on cellphones from seats reserved for those with reduced mobility. Others crank music or force everyone to hear their TikToks and Netflix shows – ignoring the signs that clearly say “headphones only.” The plexiglass barriers, installed during COVID, now take punches from angry riders. And on certain lines near public schools? Pure mayhem – kids throwing snowballs inside the bus, shoving to dodge fares, older students bullying younger ones while school staff just wave them on with a sarcastic “good luck.” “This has been getting worse for at least five years,” Martin adds. “It’s not just COVID’s fault – people are more individualistic, stuck in their bubble, and it distracts us from driving safely.” He even picks quieter private-school routes to avoid the drama. STM didn’t bother replying to the newspaper’s request for comment. Surprise, surprise. But here’s the part that should make every rider furious: while this incivility runs rampant and drivers live in fear, the STM and its overseeing body, the ARTM, keep jacking up prices year after year for the exact same broken service. Just last July (2025), monthly passes in Zone A (the island of Montreal) jumped from $100 to $104.50 – a roughly 4-5% effective hike in some cases. Another 3% average increase is already baked in for July 2026. Single rides stay at $3.75 for now, but everything else keeps climbing while service reliability tanks, buses feel unsafe, and basic respect disappears.f92cd8 This isn’t “indexation” or “economic reality.” It’s charging more for the same bullshit: overcrowded, unreliable buses where drivers are treated like punching bags and passengers act like they own the place. The STM’s 2026 budget talks about “cost cuts” and “maintaining service levels,” but the reality on the ground – as this driver courageously exposed – shows the opposite. Nobody’s fixing it. Not the STM brass hiding behind “no comment.” Not the politicians who love photo-ops but never ride these routes. And certainly not the entitled riders who think blasting their phone at full volume or spitting is their god-given right. This behavior shouldn’t be tolerated anywhere – let alone in a city that relies on public transit. The message is clear: STM will keep raising fares every New Year like clockwork, delivering the same declining service and zero accountability for the chaos. Riders are expected to suck it up and pay more to be disrespected. If you’re tired of getting screwed by a system that doesn’t care about the people actually using it, you’re not alone. The driver who spoke up called a spade a spade. The rest of us should demand the same – real enforcement against incivility, actual service improvements, and an end to the endless price gouging. Until then, same old story in Quebec’s biggest transit network: pay more, get less, and deal with the disrespect. Nothing changes. And that’s exactly the problem.

Quebec was built corrupt. It has stayed corrupt. Through different mechanisms, each generation has inherited and refined the same underlying system of power, patronage, and exclusion. The structures change names and faces, but the outcome remains the same: a closed network that extracts maximum resources from citizens while delivering minimum value, shielded from external accountability. From Feudal Roots to Modern Cartels The pattern stretches back centuries. New France operated under a feudal seigneurial system that concentrated land and authority in the hands of elites. That evolved into near-total Church control over education, healthcare, and social life until the Quiet Revolution of the 1960s. The Catholic hierarchy acted as both moral authority and political gatekeeper, dispensing favours and enforcing conformity. Maurice Duplessis’s “Grande Noirceur” (1936–1959, with a wartime interruption) perfected the next iteration: a ruthless political machine built on patronage, electoral corruption, and close alliances with the Church and business interests. Critics described it as a “perverse control” sustained by clientelism and outright graft. After the Quiet Revolution dismantled overt clerical power, the vacuum was filled by powerful union cartels, particularly in construction and public infrastructure. The 2011–2015 Charbonneau Commission exposed how deeply entrenched this had become. Justice France Charbonneau’s 1,741-page report documented widespread collusion, bribery, and infiltration by organized crime (including the Mafia and Hells Angels) across the construction industry, municipal governments, provincial ministries, engineering firms, and labour unions. Contracts were rigged, political parties were financed illicitly, and public money was systematically siphoned. The commission concluded that corruption was “far more widespread than originally believed” and had become a normalized culture. That system mutated again into construction networks—the very networks the Charbonneau inquiry laid bare—then into today’s certification gatekeeping. Professional orders, licensing bodies, and regulatory agencies now function as modern chokepoints. Access to lucrative trades, professions, and public contracts is tightly controlled, favouring those with insider knowledge and generational connections while filtering out outsiders. This is not ancient history. It is the system many Quebecers have experienced personally, multiple times, in dealings with public institutions. The Language Shield: Federal Silence and International Invisibility What protects this apparatus from serious federal or international challenge is Quebec’s unique linguistic and cultural status within Canada. The Charter of the French Language (Bill 101, strengthened by Bill 96) serves as more than a cultural safeguard; it creates a distinct operating environment that Ottawa has long treated with deference. In exchange, Quebec receives massive annual federal transfers—$13.6 billion in equalization and related payments for 2025–2026 alone, with equalization alone hovering around $13–14 billion in recent years. These funds flow while other provinces (notably in the West) receive nothing. The money keeps political criticism muted at the national level. Internationally, Canada’s membership in the Five Eyes intelligence alliance further insulates Quebec’s internal affairs from external scrutiny. Domestic scandals rarely register as global news, and the province’s distinctiveness is framed as cultural rather than structural dysfunction. Citizens Pay Maximum, Receive Minimum The result is a province where taxpayers bear among the highest burdens in Canada yet receive disproportionately poor outcomes in core services. Education, healthcare, construction, and transportation are all marked by the same recycled patterns: inflated costs, long wait times, and quality that lags behind comparable jurisdictions. Capable, independent talent is quietly filtered out; compliant insiders are certified and promoted. Corruption is not an aberration—it is the operating system, sustained across every major institution. Minorities and Immigrants Feel It Hardest Those without generational ties suffer most acutely. Visible minorities and recent immigrants lack the “networks,” the insider connections, and the inherited knowledge of how to navigate the system. Language barriers compound the exclusion. Studies and reports consistently show immigrants facing triple the unemployment rates of native-born Quebecers, with systemic barriers in licensing, contracting, and public-sector hiring reinforcing the divide. They encounter the real face of Quebec not as abstract theory but as daily reality: closed doors, unexplained delays, and opportunities reserved for those who already know the game. Why Nobody Fixes It No one in a position of power has a genuine incentive to dismantle the machine. Politicians, union leaders, regulators, and established firms all benefit from its continuation. Reform threatens the very networks that delivered their influence. Federal transfers reduce the urgency for change. The language shield deflects external pressure. And each new generation of insiders simply inherits the updated version of the same cartel. Quebec’s story is not one of isolated scandals or temporary lapses. It is a continuous thread—from feudal estates to Church dominion, from Duplessis’s patronage machine to union-controlled construction empires, from certification cartels to the present reality. The mechanisms evolve. The corruption endures. This is the real face of Quebec. Not the postcards of Old Montreal or the rhetoric of cultural distinctiveness, but the lived experience of a system designed to protect insiders at everyone else’s expense. Until the incentives align for genuine accountability—rather than recycled power—the pattern will continue, generation after generation. Already.

Châteauguay, March 4, 2026 – There’s a gaping hole right in the middle of the Pont de la Sauvagine. Not a crack, not a puddle — a real, honest-to-god hole, like a truck decided to take a swan dive into the river. The MTQ closed a lane, slapped down some orange cones (classic move), and promised “work will begin quickly.” We all know what “quickly” means in Québec: 2028 at the earliest. But let’s be serious for a second. Québec simply doesn’t have the money to fix this bridge properly, let alone rebuild anything that lasts. We’re talking about a government already juggling: Billions in overruns on the REM and the third link (still not built), Roads that crumble faster than they get paved, Daycares closing because there’s no staff and the ones who stay are underpaid, And mines being sold off to foreign companies while the royalties stay laughably low. They’ll probably announce an “innovative financing plan” or a “public-private partnership” for the A-26 or whatever phantom highway number they’re dreaming up next. Translation: more debt, more contracts for friends, and in ten years we’ll be writing the same article about another bridge falling apart. Meanwhile, we’re selling our resources like we can grow them back tomorrow morning. Lithium, graphite, rare earths — handed out to Chinese, Australian, or American multinationals at bargain-basement prices, with royalties so small economists laugh out loud. The day we actually need those materials for our own batteries or infrastructure, we’ll be buying them back at full market price from the same companies we gave them to. This is Québec genius in 2026: A hole in a bridge, A hole in the budget, A hole in economic sovereignty, And orange cones to hide it all. The worst part? We’ll hear the same speech again: “It’s temporary, we’re working hard, the resilience of Quebeckers, blah blah blah.” No. It’s not temporary. It’s structural. It’s the result of a system that would rather sell the future at a discount than build it. So next time you drive over a bridge in Québec and feel the structure shake, remember: It’s not just concrete that’s missing. It’s spine. And no A-26, no new partnership with China, no orange cones are going to fix that. Tabarnak. We deserve better. But we keep paying for less.

Montréal, March 2026 – Québec loves to sell the “you don’t need a car” dream: STM, Bixi, walking, biking — “Montréal is walkable/transit-friendly!” But then reality hits like a rear-ending SUV: a woman in her 40s fighting for her life after her vehicle slammed into a stopped STM bus on Henri-Bourassa (March 7, 2026, Montréal-Nord). Bus was loading passengers; SUV hits from behind (cause unknown, SPVM investigating). Passenger critical, driver minor injuries, bus folks unharmed. Just another day on Montréal roads. The irony? People say “ditch the car, it’s hell anyway” — potholes eat tires, traffic is eternal, parking tickets on empty lots at 6 AM, unskilled drivers treating 50 km/h like a suggestion. So you “go green,” take transit/bike/walk… and still get fucked up. STM buses in collisions, pedestrians hit (too many cases), cyclists cut off or doored. The March 7 crash shows: even without owning a car, you’re not safe — you’re just a passenger or pedestrian in someone else’s “bought his license last night” moment. Why is it like this? ...

March 2026 – Québec sells the DEP dream like it’s the ultimate shortcut: “Do a DEP, get certified fast, land a job right after, pay off your car in two months, live your dream career.” Recruiters hype it, guidance counselors push it, ads make it look like a guaranteed ticket out of the grind. But the reality hits like a tow truck at 6 AM: you finish (or try to), walk into recruiters’ offices with your shiny new certification, and they shrug — “We can’t guarantee an internship, stage, or job. Good luck.” No placement pipeline, no real employer connections, no bridge from classroom to paycheck. You trusted the system, took the car loan thinking “this DEP will make it pay for itself quick,” and now? Car towed, payments missed, debt snowballing, dream career delayed or dead. The conspiracy angle isn’t hidden — it’s in plain sight. Québec’s education-to-job pipeline is broken for too many. Companies are picky, harsh, struggling to hire new people under the province’s strict labour laws, high costs, and bureaucracy. Multinationals (US-based or global) navigate it better with scale and lawyers; local businesses? Crushed or frozen. They can’t afford to train or risk new grads, so they stay small, close early, or just don’t hire. Fast-food chains multiply (McDonald’s, Tim Hortons, everywhere) because they’re low-skill, high-turnover, and can absorb the regulations without dying. Real careers with growth? Rare, especially for DEP grads without connections. Students don’t see it coming because school is another world — a bubble that blinds them to reality. While they’re in class, it’s structured, safe, full of promises: “Finish this DEP, success is coming.” Teachers, counselors, and peers keep the illusion alive. No one talks about the recruiters who ghost, the companies that want 3–5 years experience for entry-level pay, the market saturation in popular fields, or how Québec’s “pénurie de main-d’œuvre” narrative fell apart post-pandemic (job openings dropped, hiring froze, employers got selective). Kids waste years chasing a certification that sounds good on paper but doesn’t open doors in practice. They don’t know what they really want — they’re just following the path sold to them: “Do this, get that job, pay the car, live the dream.” By the time the bubble bursts, the car is gone, debt is real, and they’re back at square one, older and poorer. The DEP was supposed to be the quick win — faster than CEGEP/university, practical, job-ready. But Québec’s job market doesn’t care about promises. It cares about experience, networks, flexibility, and navigating red tape. If you’re first-gen, immigrant-rooted, or just without connections, good luck breaking in. The system keeps selling the dream while quietly letting grads fall through the cracks. You end up trusting Québec education, lose the car, lose time, lose hope — all for a “guaranteed” path that was never guaranteed. This is why so many feel stuck: school blinds you with structure and hype, real life hits with rejection and debt. Ditch the illusion early — don’t waste years on a DEP if the market won’t back it up. Stack a stable job first, save aggressively, figure out what you actually want (not what they sold you), and bounce when ready. Québec won’t fix its pipeline fast enough to save the next wave. You’re not lazy — you’re awake. The DEP trap is real, and the bubble is expensive.

March 2026 – SIIIOCULI diving into the underground whispers and conspiracy vibes again: Québec talks big about sovereignty, but they never pull the trigger. Why? Word around is they know the truth – independence would be a death sentence. The United States would roll in like it’s 1812 remake, and Canada wouldn’t save them because Ottawa doesn’t want Yankee boots too close to the capital. Instead, English Canada would “conquer” what’s left of the mess, turning La Belle Province into just another Tim Hortons outpost. People are saying Québec’s “unskillful” nature makes it easy prey – a province that’s all bark, no bite, failing miserably at everything from roads to revolutions. There’s talk that the real conspiracy is self-preservation: Québec realizes they’re Canada’s “retarded child” – the special needs sibling that talks tough but can’t tie its own shoes. High taxes for “infrastructure” that collapses like a soufflé, bike lanes in blizzards, potholes deeper than the debt – how are they gonna defend against the US military? Whispers say the States would “liberate” Montréal in a weekend, turning the Old Port into a Starbucks drive-thru while the locals stutter through “Vive le Québec libre” on Snapchat. And Canada? They wouldn’t lift a finger – Ottawa’s too busy protecting Toronto’s skyline from being next-door to Detroit 2.0. English Canada would swoop in post-conquest, rename everything “Quebec City West” and force poutine to be served with ketchup instead of gravy. Personally? I agree – Québec should go independent. Slayyy, do it! That’s how they’ll die. No more “Québec” – just a failed experiment, the black sheep that tried to prove itself but flopped harder than a Cirque du Soleil acrobat with butter hands. They’re not even a real black sheep – that’s too cool. They’re the awkward kid at family dinner spilling gravy on the tablecloth while bragging about sovereignty. Unskillful? Absolutely: can’t fix potholes, can’t run transit without naked crashes, can’t find missing kids, but sure, separate and see how fast the US “helps” with democracy. English Canada would love it – finally absorb the “retarded child” and end the bilingual headache. Conspiracy angle: maybe that’s why the feds keep Québec tied down – they know independence would invite US “intervention,” putting American tanks a stone’s throw from Parliament Hill. Better to let the province simmer in its own mess, paying high taxes to fund Ottawa’s stability while Montréal chokes on traffic and unskillful drivers. If Québec breaks free, whispers say it’d be over quick: US drones spotting the weak spots (those potholes make great foxholes), English forces “peacekeeping” the rest. Ditch the dream, or do it and get fucked up by the big boys. Québec: Canada’s embarrassing sibling – go independent, slayyy, and watch how fast you’re not Québec anymore. Tabarnak, indeed. #QuébecIsAJoke #IndependentQuébecFail #USConquestConspiracy #CanadasRetardedChild #DitchQuébec

March 2026 – SIIIOCULI back with the underground whispers and conspiracy vibes: Valérie Plante, Mayor of Montréal, is pushing this “greener city” narrative like it’s gospel, but people are saying it’s a smokescreen for a money-hungry, traffic-choking, hypocrisy-fueled disaster. There’s talk that the whole bike lane obsession isn’t about saving the planet; it’s a desperate deflection from provincial problems she can’t touch, all while milking citizens with tickets, extending lines that never happen, and making Montréal unlivable for anyone with a brain. First, the “green” lie: Plante promises a greener Montréal, but where are the trees? The parks? The actual plants? Nah, the budget’s dumped into bike lanes like it’s a fetish. In a 4-season hellhole where snow buries everything for months, bike lanes are ridiculous – they shrink streets, create tiny chokepoints, and turn traffic into a daily apocalypse. Conspiracy angle: it’s intentional. Make driving so miserable that people ditch cars for public transit (which sucks too), or pay through the nose for parking/tickets. Word around is Plante knows the real infrastructure mess (potholes, crumbling bridges) is a provincial problem – Québec City holds the purse – so she deflects with “bike city” BS to look busy. “Green” is code for “greenbacks” – your money flowing to city coffers while you sit in gridlock. Bike riders? The unlicensed clowns of the road. They zip through red lights, cut off cars at 50 km/h like they’re invincible, and act like traffic rules are suggestions. There’s talk that half these “cyclists” are DoorDash daredevils on trottinettes, dodging death for $5 tips – literal videos of guys on Hwy 40 weaving through cars like it’s a video game. If you want to drive in Montréal without dying, treat every bike like it’s piloted by someone who learned on Snapchat. No skill, no sense, just “yolo tabarnak.” And Plante? Whispers say she doesn’t even bike in winter – hypocrite queen, preaching from her chauffeured car while you freeze your ass on a Revélo rental. Then the pink line promise – remember that? Campaign gold: “New STM pink line to revolutionize transit!” Yikes, never happened. Budget “issues.” So what does she do? Double down on blue line extensions, causing more traffic nightmares. Conspiracy angle: it’s a vote-grab loop. Promise big, blame budget, extend something else, repeat. The city’s hungry – they need your cash to fund the stupidity. Personal story floating around: dude parks in a commercial zone with 600+ spots open at 6 AM, comes back at 4 PM – ticket slapped on at 8 AM for “restricted area.” Contested it, won, but the judge didn’t even leave a memo. City wins by wasting your time/money contesting. High taxes for services that ticket you for breathing, while roads leak budget like a sieve. Why Montréal at all? There’s talk it’s a magnet for poor folks, mafia ties, Québec nationalists hating on English speakers, students, and essential workers slaving away. Nothing else. If you’re not in that bubble, what are you doing here? Loving poutine too much? The island’s just a bridge – people use it to get to Laval, Longueuil, Mirabel, east/west/north/south. Leaving Montréal? 1-2 hours in traffic because unskilled drivers treat highways like learner’s permit practice. Damn, that’s crazy – explains why Amazon dipped out in 2022 (HQ2 plans scrapped after “business climate” issues). Conspiracy: Québec doesn’t deserve big companies – they chase ’em away with taxes, red tape, and unskilled bureaucracy. Every business should follow: keep the poutine, but think healthy choices for God’s sake – like leaving for Alberta/BC/Ontario where roads work, taxes buy results, and drivers know what a signal is. Bottom line, conspiracy edition: Plante’s “green” push is a cover for incompetence – deflect provincial fails, grab cash via tickets/fees, make the city a traffic trap so you pay more to escape. Québec’s system makes mistakes, you pay. Unskilled people in power (you know who), no change, just more sheep-shearing. Ditch if you can, or end up a number in the victim file while they blame “budget problems.” Tabarnak, indeed. #QuébecIsAJoke #ValériePlanteScam #BikeLaneHell #MontréalTraffic #DitchQuébec

March 2026 – Québec: the province where “oops” means “open your wallet.” Make a mistake in the system? No worries – they’ll just hike taxes or slap on new fees to make you, the citizen, pay for their stupidity. It’s like the government treats residents as an infinite ATM: withdraw whenever they need to cover their ass. High taxes already? Wait till the next blunder – you’ll be funding that too. Take the A25 bridge fiasco as Exhibit A. Built as a “toll bridge to ease traffic” (ha!), it’s so overpriced and poorly managed that drivers ditch it like a bad date. Instead, everyone piles onto Highway 40 or the free 25 to get to Laval, turning Montréal into a perpetual parking lot. See? Even locals don’t want to stay – they’re just using the island as a stepping stone to Laval, Longueuil, Mirabel, or anywhere not here. That explains the stupid traffic every year: minimum 60 km/h zones where it’s bumper-to-bumper chaos because the dude in front of you bought his license on Snapchat last night. If you want to survive driving in Québec or Montréal, treat every other driver like an unskilled rookie who got their permit from a shady online deal. “Why not?” – because common sense is optional here. I just realized why there’s always traffic: Montréal isn’t a city; it’s a bridge to everywhere else. East, west, north, south – you’re just passing through, and the island’s the choke point. Leaving Montréal? Plan for 1 hour minimum, 2 if it’s rush hour (which is always). “Damn, that’s crazy” – yeah, and it explains why the highways are eternal hellscapes. Why live in Montréal at all? There’s nothing interesting unless you force yourself to find it – overpriced poutine, gray skies, and endless construction cones. Better places elsewhere with smarter people. Keep paying those high taxes for services that leak like a sieve and never change. The government screws up (bridges no one uses, traffic they can’t fix, drivers they can’t train), and you’re the sheep getting sheared. They’ll take your skin to build a coat and blame you if it doesn’t fit. Victim? That’s you in the file – just another number funding their next mistake. Ditch Québec if you can. Or stay, pay up, and watch the system laugh while you sit in traffic. Tabarnak, indeed.

Québec just dropped another banger in the “how is this real” series. AMBER Alert blasts at 9 PM for 15-year-old Annabelle Moskal “abducted” by 16-year-old Syed Ullah in a red 2023 Nissan Kicks. Province-wide panic: phones scream, parents clutch pearls, everyone imagining the worst. Then… canceled by 3 AM. Girl found safe. No crime. No kidnapping. Just your classic “teen ran off with boyfriend, parents called it abduction” speedrun. And the cherry on top? Snapchat stories allegedly popping up post-alert: her in the car, looking alright (read: zero distress), filming herself lip-syncing some TikTok song she can’t even finish without stuttering, posing like she’s in a music video instead of the center of a province-wide manhunt. Boyfriend in the frame, both vibing, zero fucks given. Meanwhile, thousands of people lost sleep thinking a kid was in danger. Classic. This is peak “Québec girl energy” distilled: zero brain cells activated, common sense on vacation, skills? What skills? Phone in hand, camera on, song playing — even if she stutters every bar like she’s allergic to rhythm. “Omg slay bestie” while the whole province thinks she’s tied up in a trunk. High taxes paying for surveillance cameras everywhere, drones, SPVM toys… but can’t spot a teen joyride until Snapchat does the job for free? Embarrassing. These types are everywhere in Québec: pick up the phone, put on a song they butcher, film themselves looking dumb, post for validation, repeat. No depth, no sense, just “content” that makes you question evolution. Alert goes out for “abduction,” turns out it’s “I left home with my man and forgot to tell mom.” Then they wonder why nobody takes them seriously. Because you’re acting like a walking meme, that’s why. Roast level: If Québec girls spent half the time developing a single skill as they do stuttering through lip-syncs and causing false alarms, maybe the province wouldn’t be a joke. High taxes for infrastructure that can’t find a runaway teen, but Snapchat solves it in real time. Priorities, eh? Ditch the phone, learn to think, or keep being the reason AMBER Alerts get eye-rolls. Québec deserves better than this level of dumb. #AnnabelleMoskal #AMBERAlertFail #QuébecGirlsBeLike #SnapchatQueens

Québec: province of dreams, poutine, and apparently the world’s best magic tricks. Exhibit A: Ariel Jeffrey Kouakou, 10 years old, disappears on a short walk in 2018. Poof. Gone. No trace. No body. No suspect. Seven years later, family still posting age-progression pics like “Hey, if anyone sees this kid who’s now 17, lmk.” Meanwhile, the SPVM is out here with drones, more cameras than a Kardashian wedding, and a budget that could fund a small country — but can’t find one kid who walked three blocks? High taxes? Oh yeah. We pay through the nose for “infrastructure” and “public safety.” Billions funneled to fix potholes that swallow cars like they’re snacks, surveillance everywhere so Big Brother can watch you jaywalk, SPVM getting fancy toys… but a child vanishes in broad daylight near a park and river? Crickets. “He probably drowned,” they said. Searched the water for weeks. Nada. Family says abduction. No evidence. Case “open.” Translation: file it under “unsolved mysteries Québec edition” and move on to the next budget meeting about more bike lanes nobody uses. It’s insulting. The whole infrastructure flexes like “We’re progressive, we’re safe, we’re taxed to the max for your protection!” Yet kids disappear easier than a politician’s promise. One Caucasian joke floating around back then: “He was literally doing the dishes in their kitchen.” Dark? Yeah. But when the system can’t explain how a boy vanishes in a city wired with cameras and patrols, people start joking because the alternative is rage-crying. And the roads? Don’t get me started. Montréal potholes so bad they got their own tourism board. Mayors shrug “budget problems from Québec City.” We’re losing money paying unskilled bureaucrats who can’t coordinate a missing child search but can sure spend on drones for traffic tickets. “Don’t buy a car if all the cars around you are economic” — solid advice, because Québec roads will eat your suspension and your soul. Kid gets lost walking to a friend’s? Probably fell into a crater and the province just paved over it. This is one of Québec’s biggest kid mysteries — unsolved, under-discussed, family still begging for tips while citizens do their annual “run outside” charity jog under gray skies like “Tabarnak, let’s slay!” Nah. If you’re a parent, think twice. High taxes for surveillance that doesn’t surveil, cameras that don’t catch, systems that prioritize everything except actually finding lost kids. Tomorrow it could be your little one — poof, another file, another poster, another “hope persists” press release. Ditch Québec if you can. Bounce to Alberta, BC, Ontario — anywhere the roads don’t swallow people and the taxes buy more than excuses. Or stay, pay up, and pray your kid doesn’t become the next statistic in the “victim file” while the province pats itself on the back for “progress.” Québec: where kids disappear like it’s nothing, and the potholes are deeper than the investigation. Stay sharp out there. Or get out. #ArielKouakou #QuébecIsAJoke #DitchQuébec #HighTaxesLowResults