There’s something deeply wrong happening in this country.
As Canadians freeze on the streets, die waiting for basic healthcare, and boil water in remote communities like it’s the 1800s — our government just handed over $20 billion to Ukraine.
No national debate. No referendum. Just a quiet, unquestioned transfer of wealth… while this country crumbles.
What could that money have done here at home?
We could’ve erased almost every dime of student debt — freeing an entire generation from economic chains.
We could’ve built 40 new hospitals, saving lives instead of making people wait 18 hours in ER hallways.
We could’ve ended homelessness for years.
We could’ve bought 400 water bombers to fight the fires now swallowing our forests and towns.
We could’ve installed 10,000 MRI machines and cleared medical backlogs that are literally killing people.
We could’ve built 80,000 long-term care beds for seniors who built this country and are now rotting in underfunded warehouses.
We could’ve funded four major transit lines, installed solar panels on a million homes, and finally given every reserve access to clean drinking water.
But no.
Instead, our government chose war.
Not a war to protect Canadians — a war half a world away, funneling billions into a conflict that risks spiraling into a global nightmare.
This isn’t foreign aid. This is domestic neglect. It’s betrayal dressed up in a blue-and-yellow flag.
Canadians are being abandoned in their own country.
The question now is: how much more are we willing to lose before we say enough is enough?
#ChrisWickNews, #CanadaFirst, #StopTheMadness
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