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Nelly Furtado Bird Rescue

Martin Vasil: So this is the one you kept talking about? The Public Dreams wall?

Joe Jukic: Yeah. Right here on the side of the old building off Commercial. People walk past it every day and never notice. They think it’s just another mural. But listen.

(Joe knocks hard on a section of the wall. A deep, hollow thud answers.)

Martin Vasil: That doesn’t sound solid.

Joe Jukic: Because it’s not. Most of this wall is hollow. They built it that way on purpose. See these panels? I can show you.

(He knocks again, moving along the surface, finding the emptier spots and tapping them like a drum.)

Joe Jukic: Right here… and here. Hollow. That’s where they put the time capsule. Not some official city plaque with a ribbon-cutting. This was the real one. Local kids, some of the old East Van crew, a few of us who actually lived it.

Martin Vasil: Time capsule of what?

Joe Jukic: Dreams. Actual written dreams. Letters. Polaroids. Cassette tapes. Stuff people were too shy or too proud to say out loud. And two of the biggest ones in there are from the days when Tom Cruise was around this neighbourhood and when Nelly Furtado was still just one of the girls from the block.

Martin Vasil: Tom Cruise? In East Van?

Joe Jukic: CHIMO House was right across the alley from where I grew up. Government place for at-risk kids. He was there for a stretch in the eighties. Quiet kid back then. People forget. And Nelly… my brother Mike and I ran in the same circle. Same parties, same friends. Before the fame, before the awards. She used to talk about getting out and making something that would last.

(Joe places his palm flat against one of the hollow sections.)

Joe Jukic: Their memories are in this wall. Not the polished versions. The real ones. Cruise wrote something about wanting to become someone bigger than the system that tried to break him. Nelly left a note about music being the only place she felt honest. Those papers, those little recordings… they’re sealed inside the hollow parts. The time capsule.

Martin Vasil: And nobody’s ever opened it?

Joe Jukic: Not yet. The wall was meant to hold them until the neighbourhood changed enough that people would understand what they meant. Or until someone like us came along who still remembers the old East Van and knows where to knock.

(He knocks one final time, the hollow sound echoing softly down the alley.)

Joe Jukic: Public Dreams wall. That’s the name they gave it. But the real name is what’s hidden inside.

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Fluoride Referendum

Joe Jukic: Alright, let’s talk about this fluoride situation. A lot of people still don’t know the real history behind it. Eustace Mullins laid it out years ago. He proved that the Nazis discovered back in the 1920s that adding sodium fluoride to drinking water made people very passive and docile. It lowered their IQ and turned them submissive — basically easier to control without needing as many guards.

They started using it in the concentration camps. Instead of having to watch everybody all the time, they just dosed the water and the prisoners became zombies. Less resistance, lower intelligence, more compliant. Mullins documented the whole thing as a deliberate behavior modification tool.

And the crazy part is, after the war that same knowledge got brought over here. Now we’re doing it to ourselves and calling it “public health.” Canada doesn’t need fluoride in the water at all. Most places in BC and plenty of other provinces don’t even fluoridate the tap water, and people are doing fine. If you want dental benefits, just use toothpaste. It’s topical — you don’t need to drink it.

Why are we mass-medicating the entire population through the drinking water? Especially if it’s making people more docile and lowering IQ like Mullins said.

Nelly: There is something in the water.

Joe Jukic: Exactly, Nelly. And then you got RFK Jr. proving it’s poison. He’s been on this for years. Fluoride is a neurotoxin. The studies show it messes with brain development, lowers kids’ IQ, especially with long-term exposure. The National Toxicology Program report basically confirmed the risks. We’re dumping industrial waste into the water supply and acting like it’s medicine. It’s straight-up insane.

RFK lays out the receipts every single time. The docile effect, the IQ drop — it all lines up with what Mullins warned about decades ago. Canada has no business forcing this on people. We don’t need it.

PM Furtado: That’s why everyone listening needs to get out and vote in the Canadian fluoride referendum. Head over to referendumparty.ca right now and make your voice heard. This is our chance to end the mass medication of our water supply once and for all. Vote no to fluoride — for our kids, for our brains, and for our freedom. Don’t sit this one out. Go to referendumparty.ca and vote today.

Joe Jukic: There it is. Pull the fluoride out of the water. Let folks decide for themselves with toothpaste or whatever. Hard pass on the mass medication.

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Negative Interest Nelly

Nelly:
You know what always bothered me, Joe? Money that just… sits there. Like a dragon on a pile of gold. It doesn’t sing. It doesn’t move. It just watches people starve.

Joe:
That’s because modern money is afraid of time. It pretends it can live forever. But anything that refuses to circulate turns toxic. Blood. Water. Power. Money.

Nelly:
So you give it a clock.

Joe:
Exactly. A gentle one. Five percent. Not a punishment—more like gravity.
We call it demurrage… but Canadians need poetry.

Nelly (smiling):
Magna Canada.

Joe:
Like the Magna Carta, but for people who don’t own castles.
A negative interest miracle. Five percent a year, quietly erasing the weight on the poor.

Nelly:
So if you’re drowning in debt, time becomes your ally instead of your enemy.

Joe:
Yes. The poor finally get what the rich have always had: patience.
Their debts slowly dissolve, like snow in April.

Nelly:
And the rich?

Joe:
They discover something terrifying.
Money that refuses to be hoarded.

Nelly:
So they have to do something with it.

Joe:
Spend it. Build with it. Share it. Invest in people instead of locking it in vaults and offshore ghosts.

Nelly:
No more winning by doing nothing.

Joe:
That’s the real revolution.
Under Magna Canada, laziness isn’t profitable—creativity is.

Nelly:
It’s kind of biblical, isn’t it?
No usury. No endless compounding sin. Just… circulation.

Joe:
The Jubilee, rewritten in decimals.
Every year the system whispers: Use me, or lose me.

Nelly:
And nobody’s screaming “tax the rich.”

Joe:
Because it’s not a guillotine. It’s a clock.
Five percent saying: Money is a tool, not a throne.

Nelly:
I like that.
The miracle isn’t that the poor get richer.

Joe:
It’s that the rich finally remember money is supposed to move.

Nelly (softly):
Magna Canada.
A country where time heals debt instead of sharpening it.

Joe:
Where wealth circulates like a song—
and no one’s punished for being born without a chorus.