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I see, not only on my blog but on others as well, plenty of people are visiting blogs but not too many are commenting. Is it the subject matter, the weather, depression, apathy (what's the use we're all going to die anyways)? :-) I don't know, but it is a sad state of affairs when one gives the lifeblood of their creativity to awaken and inspire people, only to find out that nobody in the audience wants to participate, by being an actor too. :-) :-]
I was especially surprised and disappointed with the lack of comments with respect to my last post on the Adhoc Committee Appointments. This lack of enthusiasm suggests others (maybe) feel the same way as I do. Another board with the same players, what's going to change? Not much, I agree! Lipstick on a pig, comes to mind. :-(
In fact, I spoke with my wife again about moving away from here. I personally am tired of struggling financially in a self created and perpetuated stagnant economy, made up of those who have (and will not share) and those who do not. (This whole community is closed in by more than just the mountains that surround it.) It's closed in as well by a concentrated effort to keep things as they are for the benefit of those who have control over everything local, including our economy. As many have found out the hard way, it is pretty difficult, if not impossible, to make a living here when you are not part of the Masons and/or the old-boys club. You are frozen out and left to starve or forced to move away. That is what many, many people have done and continue to do. Move away, that is. I would be one of them, if it wasn't for my wife... and to a certain extent, my own stubbornness. I won't let people who have basically lived a sheltered and protected life, tell me where I can and cannot live. Especially, when many of them have spent their whole life's living off the public tit, and never really had to sacrifice and fight for anything. These people, I have no respect for, for they have never really earned anything in their lives. They have instead been handed everything.
Anyways, those of us (based on the lack of comments coming forth, suggests we are fewer and fewer) who still continue to fight the good fight. Bravo to us! To those of you still on the sidelines with your heads buried in the sand, your silence and non-participation only encourages and emboldens your oppressors! Get involved, or find yourself getting out of Dodge, too.
He who will not reason is a bigot; he who cannot is a fool; and he who dares not is a slave.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Adhoc Committee Appointments
Over the last several months, as some of you know, I have lobbied for the creation of an Adhoc Committee to address our economic crisis here in the Pass (see links below).
Catch-22
What should the focus and 'goal' of the Adhoc Committee be?
Year-end Tidbits
What is to be done?
Well low and behold, we now have such an entity. And in today's Herald, I see the list of people who will be making up this committee (I'm not on it, despite being told by some councillors that I should and will be :-( In fact, there are no members-at-large on the committee. Is this by accident or by design?).
Unfortunately, except for one or two exceptions, this new committee is made up of the same old people who have been running things all along on their own boards, committees, etc. with not much success. I don't mean to talk disparagingly about these people because I know each and everyone and know them to be good people. But the truth of the matter is, I quite frankly cannot see where the leadership is going to come from to get the job done. As I have said previously in one of my posts above:
Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist.
Catch-22
What should the focus and 'goal' of the Adhoc Committee be?
Year-end Tidbits
What is to be done?
Well low and behold, we now have such an entity. And in today's Herald, I see the list of people who will be making up this committee (I'm not on it, despite being told by some councillors that I should and will be :-( In fact, there are no members-at-large on the committee. Is this by accident or by design?).
Unfortunately, except for one or two exceptions, this new committee is made up of the same old people who have been running things all along on their own boards, committees, etc. with not much success. I don't mean to talk disparagingly about these people because I know each and everyone and know them to be good people. But the truth of the matter is, I quite frankly cannot see where the leadership is going to come from to get the job done. As I have said previously in one of my posts above:
"What I am getting at here, is the newly forming Adhoc Committee will serve no useful purpose if it is made up solely of yes men/women, hacks, want-to-be’s, and conformists, whose only interest is in maintaining the status quo, by not making any waves. Photo-ops and editorial comment alone will not turn this community around."What is lacking here is obvious. Where is the non-conformist, the rabble rouser, the one who thinks outside the box? Knowing as I do that Nothing great has ever been achieved without enthusiasm. Who on this board is going to create the enthusiasm? Who on this board has the time, motivation, desire, ambition and determination to see the job gets done? Time will tell. But now knowing the makeup of this committee, I for one will not be holding my breath!
Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Catch-22
The other day, I had coffee with Buddy from the Pass Herald. We talked as we always do about local politics and worldly events. During our conversation, we talked about leadership, or better yet - the lack of - especially in regards to our local economic crisis. At this point in our conversation, I shared with him something I had picked up from Ayn Rand. In one of her books (The Fountainhead) she makes what I consider to be an astute observation with respect to Boards, Committess, etc... and their Leadership.
The old-boys network and status quo (which seems to be our biggest problem locally) prevents ambitious people from assuming positions of power. As a result, we have a catch-22 situation that prevents us from moving forward, as we must and need to do.
"When facing society, the man most concerned, the man who is to do the most and contribute the most, has the least say... no speach is ever considered, but only the speaker. It's so much easier to pass judgement on a man than on an idea..."
"... All I mean is that a board of directors is one or two ambitious men - and a lot of ballast. I mean that groups of men are vacuums. Great big empty nothings."What the above quote tells me is that most boards, committees, councils, chambers of commerce... and ad hoc committees, achieve very little, unless ambitious men and women step forward and get involved.
The old-boys network and status quo (which seems to be our biggest problem locally) prevents ambitious people from assuming positions of power. As a result, we have a catch-22 situation that prevents us from moving forward, as we must and need to do.
"When facing society, the man most concerned, the man who is to do the most and contribute the most, has the least say... no speach is ever considered, but only the speaker. It's so much easier to pass judgement on a man than on an idea..."
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
The Envelopes Slipped under the Doors
A traveler was passing on the outskirts of a town when he noticed a newly dug grave in the middle of an open field. At the head of the grave there was a simple marker made of wood. It read:
"HERE LIES YOSSELE."
"That's strange," thought the traveler. "Why has this man been buried out here in the fields? Why wasn't he given a decent burial in the cemetery?"
When the traveler entered the town a short time later, he sought out the local rabbi and inquired about the lonely grave he'd seen. "How did such a thing come to be?" he asked the rabbi. "Why wasn't this Yossele buried in the cemetery with everyone else?"
The rabbi shook his head and shrugged. "Truthfully, he was lucky to be buried at all. Actually, I put him in the ground all by myself. No one would bury him, let alone mourn for him. You see, Yossele was the stingiest person who ever lived. Even when he knew he was about to pass on and our burial society asked him to pay the fee for his funeral, he simply refused. Can you imagine that? Yossele had only a few days to live and he couldn't stand to part with the money to pay for his own funeral!"
"That's amazing," said the traveler. "So you buried him yourself?"
"Yes," said the rabbi.
"Well, you did a noble thing, then, even if this Yossele didn't deserve it."
The rabbi bowed his head - and just at that moment there was a knock on the front door. "Excuse me," said the rabbi to the traveler. He opened the door, and there stood what was obviously a very poor man. He was dressed in rags, but that was not the worst of it. He looked extremely worried.
"What can I do for you?" asked the rabbi.
The poor man sounded desperate. "I just need a little money in order to buy something to eat."
The rabbi nodded, and took some money from his pocket for the man. Then he closed the door and returned his attention to the traveler. But just as they were resuming their conversation there was another knock on the door. Excusing himself once again, the rabbi opened the door and found himself confronted by a second impoverished man.
"What can I do for you?" asked the rabbi.
"Please," said the man. "I need some money for food."
Reaching into his pocket once again, the rabbi gave the man some money and shut the door. Then he turned back to the traveler, and they picked up their talk where it had left off. But just then there was yet a third knock on the door. And when the rabbi opened it, another poor man stood before him. What's more, as he looked over this man's shoulder the rabbi could see even more poor people making their way toward his house. There was a whole crowd of them.
"What's going on here?" said the rabbi. "I never even knew there were this many impoverished people in the whole town!" He looked at the man in the doorway. "How has this happened? Where have you all been hiding? And why are you so suddenly coming to me now?"
The poor man replied with a note of desperation in his voice, "No one needed help until now. For years there was someone who took care of all the poor people in the area. Somehow between midnight and dawn every Wednesday, an envelope with enough money for the week would appear under the doors of our homes. But now Wednesday has come and gone and there have been no envelopes. What are we going to do!''
As the rabbi searched his home for enough money to distribute to the many people outside, he wondered aloud to the traveler about an explanation for this mystery. But the traveler was indeed a traveler in the deepest sense of the term. He was a man of the world.
As the rabbi continued to pass out coins, the traveler spoke up. "By the way, when was it exactly that Yossele died?"
"It was last Thursday," said the rabbi.
"And today is Thursday again. So the end of the envelopes corresponds with the death of the miser."
Now both the rabbi and the poor people gathered at the door looked at the traveler in disbelief. "You're not suggesting that Yossele was the one who was giving away the money, are you?"
"Well," said the traveler, "I don't see what other explanation there could be. This is not a village where a lot of people come and go. No one else has passed on. It must be him."
The rabbi's eyes widened - first in amazement, and then in realization of the truth. Yossele had been a miser, but a holy miser. Everyone had been wrong about him, and that was the way he had wanted it. He had kept the truth to himself with the same determination that he'd seemed to use in holding onto his money!
That very day the rabbi saw to it that the town's whole population gathered to mourn Yossele's passing, and to pray for his forgiveness. They stood together - all the people who had thought Yossele was beneath their contempt, and who now looked up to him as a truly righteous person - the more so since he had kept his virtue a secret.
But then yet another completely unexpected event took place. As the rabbi was eulogizing Yossele as the holy miser, he suddenly felt himself losing touch with the physical world. Yet it wasn't as if he were sick or dying, or even just losing consciousness. Instead, it was like a state of heightened awareness.
The rabbi was having a vision. He was standing alone with Yossele somewhere high above the earth. "Yossele," he said, "I'm so sorry about the way you were treated when you were alive. We just didn't know."
"Of course not," said Yossele kindly. "I didn't want you to know. It wasn't for the purpose of obtaining anything, and certainly not recognition. It was for giving, not getting."
"But still," said the rabbi, "it must be very gratifying for you now in the celestial realms. There, I'm certain, you consort with the great patriarchs and matriarchs - with Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, and David... with Sarah and Leah and Rachel and Rebecca."
The very mention of these sacred names sent a chill down the rabbi's back. But he was surprised to see a somewhat distant look on the face of Yossele.
"Isn't being in the presence of those great souls the supreme achievement of creation?" the rabbi asked. "Isn't it the most a soul can ever hope to attain?"
"Yes, it's very wonderful," agreed Yossele. "But --"
"But?" said the rabbi expectantly. "But?"
And now Yossele spoke with sudden conviction: "But nothing - not even being in the presence of the Creator - can compare with slipping those envelopes under the doors on Wednesday nights."
"HERE LIES YOSSELE."
"That's strange," thought the traveler. "Why has this man been buried out here in the fields? Why wasn't he given a decent burial in the cemetery?"
When the traveler entered the town a short time later, he sought out the local rabbi and inquired about the lonely grave he'd seen. "How did such a thing come to be?" he asked the rabbi. "Why wasn't this Yossele buried in the cemetery with everyone else?"
The rabbi shook his head and shrugged. "Truthfully, he was lucky to be buried at all. Actually, I put him in the ground all by myself. No one would bury him, let alone mourn for him. You see, Yossele was the stingiest person who ever lived. Even when he knew he was about to pass on and our burial society asked him to pay the fee for his funeral, he simply refused. Can you imagine that? Yossele had only a few days to live and he couldn't stand to part with the money to pay for his own funeral!"
"That's amazing," said the traveler. "So you buried him yourself?"
"Yes," said the rabbi.
"Well, you did a noble thing, then, even if this Yossele didn't deserve it."
The rabbi bowed his head - and just at that moment there was a knock on the front door. "Excuse me," said the rabbi to the traveler. He opened the door, and there stood what was obviously a very poor man. He was dressed in rags, but that was not the worst of it. He looked extremely worried.
"What can I do for you?" asked the rabbi.
The poor man sounded desperate. "I just need a little money in order to buy something to eat."
The rabbi nodded, and took some money from his pocket for the man. Then he closed the door and returned his attention to the traveler. But just as they were resuming their conversation there was another knock on the door. Excusing himself once again, the rabbi opened the door and found himself confronted by a second impoverished man.
"What can I do for you?" asked the rabbi.
"Please," said the man. "I need some money for food."
Reaching into his pocket once again, the rabbi gave the man some money and shut the door. Then he turned back to the traveler, and they picked up their talk where it had left off. But just then there was yet a third knock on the door. And when the rabbi opened it, another poor man stood before him. What's more, as he looked over this man's shoulder the rabbi could see even more poor people making their way toward his house. There was a whole crowd of them.
"What's going on here?" said the rabbi. "I never even knew there were this many impoverished people in the whole town!" He looked at the man in the doorway. "How has this happened? Where have you all been hiding? And why are you so suddenly coming to me now?"
The poor man replied with a note of desperation in his voice, "No one needed help until now. For years there was someone who took care of all the poor people in the area. Somehow between midnight and dawn every Wednesday, an envelope with enough money for the week would appear under the doors of our homes. But now Wednesday has come and gone and there have been no envelopes. What are we going to do!''
As the rabbi searched his home for enough money to distribute to the many people outside, he wondered aloud to the traveler about an explanation for this mystery. But the traveler was indeed a traveler in the deepest sense of the term. He was a man of the world.
As the rabbi continued to pass out coins, the traveler spoke up. "By the way, when was it exactly that Yossele died?"
"It was last Thursday," said the rabbi.
"And today is Thursday again. So the end of the envelopes corresponds with the death of the miser."
Now both the rabbi and the poor people gathered at the door looked at the traveler in disbelief. "You're not suggesting that Yossele was the one who was giving away the money, are you?"
"Well," said the traveler, "I don't see what other explanation there could be. This is not a village where a lot of people come and go. No one else has passed on. It must be him."
The rabbi's eyes widened - first in amazement, and then in realization of the truth. Yossele had been a miser, but a holy miser. Everyone had been wrong about him, and that was the way he had wanted it. He had kept the truth to himself with the same determination that he'd seemed to use in holding onto his money!
That very day the rabbi saw to it that the town's whole population gathered to mourn Yossele's passing, and to pray for his forgiveness. They stood together - all the people who had thought Yossele was beneath their contempt, and who now looked up to him as a truly righteous person - the more so since he had kept his virtue a secret.
But then yet another completely unexpected event took place. As the rabbi was eulogizing Yossele as the holy miser, he suddenly felt himself losing touch with the physical world. Yet it wasn't as if he were sick or dying, or even just losing consciousness. Instead, it was like a state of heightened awareness.
The rabbi was having a vision. He was standing alone with Yossele somewhere high above the earth. "Yossele," he said, "I'm so sorry about the way you were treated when you were alive. We just didn't know."
"Of course not," said Yossele kindly. "I didn't want you to know. It wasn't for the purpose of obtaining anything, and certainly not recognition. It was for giving, not getting."
"But still," said the rabbi, "it must be very gratifying for you now in the celestial realms. There, I'm certain, you consort with the great patriarchs and matriarchs - with Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, and David... with Sarah and Leah and Rachel and Rebecca."
The very mention of these sacred names sent a chill down the rabbi's back. But he was surprised to see a somewhat distant look on the face of Yossele.
"Isn't being in the presence of those great souls the supreme achievement of creation?" the rabbi asked. "Isn't it the most a soul can ever hope to attain?"
"Yes, it's very wonderful," agreed Yossele. "But --"
"But?" said the rabbi expectantly. "But?"
And now Yossele spoke with sudden conviction: "But nothing - not even being in the presence of the Creator - can compare with slipping those envelopes under the doors on Wednesday nights."
The Master Builder
An atheist once came to a great sage. He started telling him that he didn't believe in God. He wasn't sure what to believe in, but he couldn't believe some sort of "creator" made this world.
A few days later, the sage came to the man's home and brought him a beautiful painting. The atheist looked at the painting. He was in awe. It was the most exquisite painting the man had ever seen.
"This painting is so beautiful, who is the artist?" he demanded of the sage.
The sage answered, "Artist? What artist? No artist painted this. I just took a few colours, slashed them onto it, and what you see before you is the result."
The man began to laugh. "Surely you're joking. That's impossible! It's such a beautiful work of art, such exact curves, exact lines, beautiful colours. The correct mix could not have occurred just by you throwing the colours on the canvas. There must have been premeditation. There must be an artist who planned this whole painting out, who created this work of art."
The great sage smiled, and he said to the atheist, "You can't believe this one work of art was created haphazardly and without thought, without a Creator. However, you want me to believe that this whole beautiful world with its oceans, forests, and trees, with its perfect seasons, you want me to believe that everything on this Earth came about without a Creator, without thought, without premeditation!"
A few days later, the sage came to the man's home and brought him a beautiful painting. The atheist looked at the painting. He was in awe. It was the most exquisite painting the man had ever seen.
"This painting is so beautiful, who is the artist?" he demanded of the sage.
The sage answered, "Artist? What artist? No artist painted this. I just took a few colours, slashed them onto it, and what you see before you is the result."
The man began to laugh. "Surely you're joking. That's impossible! It's such a beautiful work of art, such exact curves, exact lines, beautiful colours. The correct mix could not have occurred just by you throwing the colours on the canvas. There must have been premeditation. There must be an artist who planned this whole painting out, who created this work of art."
The great sage smiled, and he said to the atheist, "You can't believe this one work of art was created haphazardly and without thought, without a Creator. However, you want me to believe that this whole beautiful world with its oceans, forests, and trees, with its perfect seasons, you want me to believe that everything on this Earth came about without a Creator, without thought, without premeditation!"
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Internet Connection Problems???
Today, I and others have experienced problems accessing two of my blogs that I have redirects on. If you have been having problems connecting to my personal blog at mycnpprince.blogspot.com or my business real estate blog at cnprealestate.blogspot.com, please do the following:
To avoid this problem in the future, please change your bookmarks to the following: JOHN PRINCE (Crowsnest Pass) Blog and/or Crowsnest Pass Real Estate, respectively. Thanks!
Going to Pure Country for some chicks... I mean, chicken wings. :-) Why don't you join me!?
As a society grows more technological it needs more pure intelligence to run it.
To avoid this problem in the future, please change your bookmarks to the following: JOHN PRINCE (Crowsnest Pass) Blog and/or Crowsnest Pass Real Estate, respectively. Thanks!
Going to Pure Country for some chicks... I mean, chicken wings. :-) Why don't you join me!?
As a society grows more technological it needs more pure intelligence to run it.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Coal dust blowing in the wind...
This River Run fiasco with coal dust blowing in the wind makes me wonder why everything here in the Pass always has to go to the extreme before anything gets done? Fisheries and Oceans Canada to their credit came to the rescue of our water and fish, but nobody and nothing in the way of political will came from our elected representatives in addressing the health and safety concerns faced by us mere... humans.
Whatever happened to the municipality's 'direct control' on this development? Oh yes, I think I remember? This mayor and council having had it on this project gave it up for some reason??? And now have proven themselves somewhat imputent in effectively managing this situation, as a result.
Once again, the residents of our municipality pay the price for poor leadership and an obvious lack of due diligence.
Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy.
Whatever happened to the municipality's 'direct control' on this development? Oh yes, I think I remember? This mayor and council having had it on this project gave it up for some reason??? And now have proven themselves somewhat imputent in effectively managing this situation, as a result.
Once again, the residents of our municipality pay the price for poor leadership and an obvious lack of due diligence.
Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy.
Thomas Jefferson and the Legislative Stimulus
A friend of mine from Coleman (Yes, I have a few. Although most prefer to remain anonymous and to hide that fact from the general public :-)) sent me this by email. I think it deserves a broader audience...
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One of the wisest AMERICANS ever to bless our shores...TJ, not JFK (the last one is best)
John Kennedy once said to a assembled group of scholars in the White House, "I think this is the most extraordinary collection of talent, of human knowledge, that has ever been gathered at the White House - with the possible exception of when Thomas Jefferson dined alone."
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The quotes below could prove his point.
When we get piled upon one another in large cities, as in Europe, we shall become as corrupt as Europe. Thomas Jefferson
The democracy will cease to exist when you take away from those who are willing to work and give to those who would not. Thomas Jefferson
It is incumbent on every generation to pay its own debts as it goes. A principle which if acted on would save one-half the wars of the world. Thomas Jefferson
I predict future happiness for Americans if they can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of taking care of them. Thomas Jefferson
My reading of history convinces me that most bad government results from too much government. Thomas Jefferson
No free man shall ever be debarred the use of arms. Thomas Jefferson
The strongest reason for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is, as a last resort, to protect themselves against tyranny in government. Thomas Jefferson
The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. Thomas Jefferson
Very Interesting Quote:
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In light of the present financial crisis, it's interesting to read what Thomas Jefferson said in 1802:
Banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around the banks will deprive the people of all property until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.
Doesn't this sound eerily familiar to what is happening in America today?
note: I read today that more than one in 10 people -- about 31 million -- in the states were using the food stamp program to get by. Couple this with the fact that millions of people have lost their homes and millions more will soon be, and the above statement becomes very poignant, indeed.
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The country had fallen into a state of moral putrefaction, with corruption running rampant throughout the government ranks.
The government consists of a gang of men exactly like you and me. They have, taking one with another, no special talent for the business of government; they have only a talent for getting and holding office.
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One of the wisest AMERICANS ever to bless our shores...TJ, not JFK (the last one is best)
John Kennedy once said to a assembled group of scholars in the White House, "I think this is the most extraordinary collection of talent, of human knowledge, that has ever been gathered at the White House - with the possible exception of when Thomas Jefferson dined alone."
______________________________
The quotes below could prove his point.
When we get piled upon one another in large cities, as in Europe, we shall become as corrupt as Europe. Thomas Jefferson
The democracy will cease to exist when you take away from those who are willing to work and give to those who would not. Thomas Jefferson
It is incumbent on every generation to pay its own debts as it goes. A principle which if acted on would save one-half the wars of the world. Thomas Jefferson
I predict future happiness for Americans if they can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of taking care of them. Thomas Jefferson
My reading of history convinces me that most bad government results from too much government. Thomas Jefferson
No free man shall ever be debarred the use of arms. Thomas Jefferson
The strongest reason for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is, as a last resort, to protect themselves against tyranny in government. Thomas Jefferson
The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. Thomas Jefferson
Very Interesting Quote:
______________________________
In light of the present financial crisis, it's interesting to read what Thomas Jefferson said in 1802:
Banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around the banks will deprive the people of all property until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.
Doesn't this sound eerily familiar to what is happening in America today?
note: I read today that more than one in 10 people -- about 31 million -- in the states were using the food stamp program to get by. Couple this with the fact that millions of people have lost their homes and millions more will soon be, and the above statement becomes very poignant, indeed.
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The country had fallen into a state of moral putrefaction, with corruption running rampant throughout the government ranks.
The government consists of a gang of men exactly like you and me. They have, taking one with another, no special talent for the business of government; they have only a talent for getting and holding office.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Why council always votes 4-3 on controversial/major issues
A few days ago, I did a post on Dean Ward's blog that I'm told is worth repeating here. So here it is:
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Thanks for this Dean.
Btw/ Have just read your letter to the editor the other side of the story in this week’s Promoter. I must say, I was impressed! I especially liked .... The root of more conspiracy theories than when JFK was shot. :-) :-)
Meanwhile, I have this to say about item #6 Find out why council always votes 4-3 on controversial/major issues.
Years back when I was on council, for most of my 3 year term the vote went 4-3 on ‘most issues’ that came before us. During that time, I too did not hear any of the public outcry I have now been hearing for the past few months (from certain quarters) over this ‘one issue’, with respect to similar voting patterns on the Crowsnest Centre.
These great defenders of democracy (including the ones we have been hearing from in their letters to the editor) were silent back then. Were they deaf, blind and stupid, or just plain ‘hypocrites’ now that the shoe is on the other foot?
You Dean have made it known before on several occasions that the 4-3 voting pattern that has been taking place has been ‘primarily’ with respect to the Centre issue. I know that the four of you on council are acting out of conviction on the Center issue, and should be congratulated for doing so… not condemned! Kudos to you guys for having the courage of your convictions, and the intestinal fortitude to stand up against the bullies and want-to-be’s and their on-going, never-ending ‘smear campaigns’ that are accomplishing nothing more than hurting this community, and dividing it. These people have acted like spoiled children who have had their own way for far too long. As a result, they just will not let go without the disciplinary action of a good spanking.
Consider yourselves spanked… and let it go!
There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.
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Thanks for this Dean.
Btw/ Have just read your letter to the editor the other side of the story in this week’s Promoter. I must say, I was impressed! I especially liked .... The root of more conspiracy theories than when JFK was shot. :-) :-)
Meanwhile, I have this to say about item #6 Find out why council always votes 4-3 on controversial/major issues.
Years back when I was on council, for most of my 3 year term the vote went 4-3 on ‘most issues’ that came before us. During that time, I too did not hear any of the public outcry I have now been hearing for the past few months (from certain quarters) over this ‘one issue’, with respect to similar voting patterns on the Crowsnest Centre.
These great defenders of democracy (including the ones we have been hearing from in their letters to the editor) were silent back then. Were they deaf, blind and stupid, or just plain ‘hypocrites’ now that the shoe is on the other foot?
You Dean have made it known before on several occasions that the 4-3 voting pattern that has been taking place has been ‘primarily’ with respect to the Centre issue. I know that the four of you on council are acting out of conviction on the Center issue, and should be congratulated for doing so… not condemned! Kudos to you guys for having the courage of your convictions, and the intestinal fortitude to stand up against the bullies and want-to-be’s and their on-going, never-ending ‘smear campaigns’ that are accomplishing nothing more than hurting this community, and dividing it. These people have acted like spoiled children who have had their own way for far too long. As a result, they just will not let go without the disciplinary action of a good spanking.
Consider yourselves spanked… and let it go!
There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.
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