An Ode To My Old Phone (And a request for your help…)

A bit over 18 months ago I got myself a beautiful new phone. She was sleek, leading edge, and (to my inner techie) a little bundle of joy. Our first day together was amazing- I loaded apps, took pictures, called people I love ( bragged about my new love), and made my first tweets. From that day, she was mine.

If you’ve been following my work you’ve probably seen what she can do. Together we’ve live-tweeted pictures of radical left marches, arrests, and protests. I’ve used her screen to write emails, read Facebook messages, and to respond to your comments. Our relationship was fantastic.

But, then, something tragic happened.

On June 22 of last year, just a few days before my birthday, I was walking through a park in Toronto’s Kensington Market and crossed paths with a group of radical left anarchists. One of the anarchists charged at me with his flagpole (with a black flag on it) and smashed me over the head with it. He then began hitting my arms and legs- a few moments later a group of his friends started kicking me while I was down on the ground.

When they were finished I was in a state of shock. Blood was streaming down from my head and blocking my sight, my whole body was screaming in pain, and I was in need of some medical care. So, I pulled out my beloved phone to call for an ambulance- but, I was disappointed to see that her screen was smashed.

She didn’t work at first, her SIM card got knocked out of it’s slot. But, with a little bit of TLC, I was able to get her to boot up again and she got me get the help I needed. Eventually, an ambulance came and brought me to the hospital. I was sent home a few hours later after the doctor put four staples in my scalp.

From that point on, my phone wasn’t everything she used to be. Slowly, glass began chipping off of her screen- and with each day that passed, I knew our relationship would eventually come to an end. There were some close calls, days when it was clear she was suffering- but, each time, I was able to keep her alive.

Then, last Saturday, our relationship finally came to an end. I was covering a peace rally ‘against’ the war in Syria and live-tweeting the event. Suddenly, it began to rain- the water must of fallen through cracks in her broken screen, and a few moments later she stopped working. Here’s the last picture she took- a (useful) idiot carrying a Cuban flag at the ‘peace’ rally:

I’ve spent the past week trying to revive her- but despite my efforts, it looks like my beloved phone has reached the end of her life. She boots up when I hit the power but her screen no longer works, and she’s not recoverable now. I’ll miss her- we’ve had some amazing experiences together.

I’m now left without a working phone. This means I’ll no longer be able to share live-tweets of the events I cover. It also makes my work a bit more risky as I’m no longer able to call for help if I’m in need. This hinders my ability to continue exposing the misdeeds of the Canadian radical left.

So, my dear readers, I’m writing this posting requesting your help. I need a new phone, and I’m still on a contract for the old one. I earn very little from my work covering the radical left, and the cost of buying a new phone is a serious hindrance right now. So, brother (or sister), can you spare a dime?

This is the first time I’ve asked my beloved readers for help. I’m hoping some of you will be able to pitch in and help me get a new phone. With your assistance I’ll be able to continue exposing the misdeeds of the radical left, live-tweeting their craziness, and feeling safe knowing I’ll be able to call for help if I’m ever attacked again.

Perhaps you have an old phone I can use (my carrier is Wind, so it needs to be compatible)- if not, maybe you can spare a few dollars towards buying a new one. Anything you can do to help would be much appreciated. I have a lovely woman to accompany me through this battle (and, you’re amazing)- but, without my dearest phone, I’ll be a lot less effective exposing the cretins of the radical left.

Any support you can give would be welcomed- even a few dollars would help. For that I’ll promise to continue my work, and will continue to provide the quality content I’ve been sharing over the past couple of years. You don’t need a PayPal account to make a donation, all you need is a credit card. Anything you can do you help would be greatly appreciated.

My PayPal button is at the top-right of the screen (you may need to scroll up). Or, if you have a phone you can share, please write me at: [email protected].

Thank you,
-Greg