“I suppose it’s like the ticking crocodile, isn’t it? Time is chasing after all of us.”
J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
So we’ve decided to assert our Arctic Sovereignty which is a good thing although it will probably go a lot smoother if we start equipping our Rangers properly and procure some new icebreakers and helicopters. But why quibble over the details? I support the basic position and believe it’s about time a Canadian Prime Minister actually started defending what has always been ours.
National sovereignty is a political issue and one not to be taken lightly. We’ve seen ample examples throughout the ages of folks who didn’t protect their territorial borders from the invading hordes and it seldom turned out all that well for them.
It’s why I found Justin Trudeau’s position that we should leave it to scientists to decide what is and isn’t Canada more than a little bizarre. Continue reading
“I have walked that long road to freedom. I have tried not to falter; I have made missteps along the way. But I have discovered the secret that after climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb. I have taken a moment here to rest, to steal a view of the glorious vista that surrounds me, to look back on the distance I have come. But I can only rest for a moment, for with freedom come responsibilities, and I dare not linger, for my long walk is not ended.”
A great man died yesterday and the world mourns today. World leaders and celebrities alike will gather in South Africa to pay homage to him and to his legacy. They will honour him for his accomplishments but while he accomplished much, it is his character that made him a great man.
Where he offered reconciliation and unity; they practice the politics of division and discord. Where he worked to turn opponents and enemies into partners, they strive to defeat those with whom they disagree.
“If you want to make peace with your enemy, you have to work with your enemy. Then he becomes your partner.” Continue reading
The truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is.
I have fallen into disrepute.
I know it’s hard for you to believe but there is a whole group of people who are very annoyed with me for criticizing Stephen Harper and the Conservative Base. I believe it works on the principle that anything that challenges what this particular group considers to be orthodox is considered by them to be heresy.
I suppose that makes me a heretic. I wish I could be more concerned about it but as the dear lady, my mother, used to say while she was still with us:
“Before you take the compliment or the criticism too seriously, dear, consider the source of it first.”
It was good advice; although advice I didn’t always take in my younger years. These days I tend to take extreme compliment or criticism with a grain of salt which I believe probably elevates me (or lowers me, depending on your point of view) to being a jaded heretic. Continue reading
There are three kinds of stupid in the world.
There are those, who through no fault of their own, have inherited their stupidity from their parents or have had a random stupidity gene pop up from an ancestor who was the village idiot back in the Middle Ages. These folks are merely imbeciles and mildly annoying, especially when they are standing in front of you at the cash rooting around looking for coupons or asking the cashier how to operate whatever it is they’re buying once they get it home.
My favourite example of this group was the gal who phoned in to an open line radio show to complain about the fact that the local government was putting deer crossing signs in the wrong places. They were putting them on the busiest part of the highway causing the deer to cross where it was most dangerous and they could get hurt or killed. She suggested that the government put the signs on a quieter stretch of road where it would be safer for deer to cross.
I hope the signs reminded the deer to look both ways before crossing the street. Continue reading
I’ve had a few folks inquire why I haven’t posted anything for a few days. It isn’t normally in my nature to go for more than a day or two without writing something unless I’m traveling somewhere with Maggie and enjoying Air Canada’s crack hospitality. If Porter Airlines is ‘flying refined’; Air Canada is a flying experience that never quite made it to the refinery.
The fact is that I have been writing but I didn’t like what I wrote enough to post it. I think the reason is that I’m so disgusted with the state of politics in this country I can’t seem to get beyond the fact that it is a disgrace.
Every Fall, I promise myself that I will take down the outdoor Christmas lights in April and put them away neatly in the Rubbermaid containers we store them in. Every Spring, I wait until the end of June to take them down and cram them into their containers telling myself that it won’t take long to sort them out in the Fall.
Every Spring, I promise myself that I will put the lights up in early October while it is still warm outside and every Fall I wait until the end of November about six hours before the first major snow storm.
That’s what I was doing yesterday in advance of the 20 cms that were on their way from God knows where. Continue reading