Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Tory MP sorry for 'no-good bastards' remark
This at a time when the 1 in 10 Canadian kids living in poverty: report has just been released.
Also today, it has been reported that in the past year, the number of workers who collect EI jumped by 322 per cent in Alberta, 131 per cent in B.C. and 83 per cent in Ontario, all well above the 67-per-cent increase that has occurred nationally.
In addition, Canadians have seen their standard of living decline even further...
Slump chops 4.3 per cent from Canadian living standards: report
Finally, if the above wasn't enough, we also see that Personal bankruptcies jumped 43.3 per cent in September, compared to year earlier. Canadians continue to go broke in ever greater numbers. The number of Canadians filing for bankruptcy in September surged 47.4 per cent from a year earlier...
Which brings me to the question, are the conservatives so out of touch to what more and more ordinary Canadians are being 'forced' to go through these days, through no fault of their own, that their members can refer to us as "no-good bastards"? The equivalency of Marie Antoinette's "let them eat cake." If so, it would not surprise me one bit, as I have often maintained they are only interested in themselves, and their kind. Don't expect help from this government, unless they figure there is something in it for them... like their 'Big Cheque' Stimulus Packages.
A new book out called The Authoritarians by a Manitobian University psychology professor describes these people that we have running things here to a tee. Read it and become awakened to your current masters. Then REVOLT, and help to take them down!!... before they take all of us down with them. Then we can put the question to them and ask, who's the "no-good bastard" now?
They are not deserving of governing... and they prove it everyday!
Every day, Canadians are being swindled by banks, credit card companies, retail businesses, utility companies and phone companies, with the willing cooperation and blessing of Harper's conservatives. Gobbling up our dollars with cheap products from China, which have been outsourched by Western companies to be found at your local USA Wal-Mart store.
Canadians better wake up darn soon as we are heading into the depths of being a third world country, losing many of our jobs to foreign workers in the process, who are repressing wages, while at the same time being subsidized by you and me, the Canadian taxpayers??, and brought into our country by our own politicians, like Tory MP Gerald Keddy... who thinks we are all "no-good bastards."
There is nothing more beautiful than a fool suffering their own stupidity.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
I have long maintained that Harper's conservatives in conjunction with Mainstream Media (MSM) are turning our country into a Fascist state. This latest 'torture business' and what follows, proves my point...
Here is a very good advance peek post into the future, on the how and why of Canada's very own Human Rights 'Torture' violation cover up, soon to be followed by, 'so what'... LETFREEDOMRAIN
If things land up transpiring as LETFREEDOMRAIN suggests, then Canada really has lost all international moral authority, and thanks to the conservatives, we have finally hit rock bottom with these guys in charge. Oh, the Shame of it all.... I just want to take these guys, Peter Mackay, Stockwell Day, Harper, and the rest of the Cons involved in this 'dirty business', and beat the living crap out of them!!! How dare they do this to Canadians, and to Canada!
Maybe, Harper and his conservatives should replace their current logo on the Big Cheques they have been handing out, with the one above. After all, it is more fitting of who they are and what they truly represent.
Pretty accurately describes much of the atrocious behaviour surrounding the prisoner transfer and torture controversy, doesn't it?
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Another example of Harper conservatives contempt for the little people...
Flaherty seeks voluntary changes to card fees
This is on-par with their recent announcements on getting tough on White Collar Crime. Ya, they got tough on their buddies, alright. If still only getting slaps on the wrist sentences and country club living facilities, is called tough!? No, they don't want Madoff type sentences and Conrad Black living quarters for their friends, because you never know, some of them might be joining them one day? Is this the reason why White Collar CRIMINALS are treated so much more 'fairly', than the rest of us Plebians?
These guys are a sick joke and so transparent! Class Warfare, she is a comin! People are tired of our two-tiered 'everything' society: from 'justice for the rich and the law for the poor' in our justice system, to H1N1 Health care based on who you know and how rich you are, to corporations and financial institutions feeding off our near dead carcases, while the politicians stand idly by, oblivious to everything around them... except their next meal ticket.
Oh yes, The times they are soon to be a-changin' and Harper's conservatives are hurrying that process along everyday, the more we see their real colours. They are no friends of the Slave, they are the friends of the Slave Master. Blue is what they will soon be!
Hearing that feelings of despair and inferiority are unequally distributed does not move conservatives. Under meritocracy, it is just deserts.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Bill 50 is the single biggest assignment of wealth to corporations in Alberta history.
Government needs to control the pace of economic development so that regulatory processes are allowed to run their course. It is no excuse to eliminate 'critical oversight' simply for the sake of unbridled economic development; that is undemocratic and can lead to economic chaos. Bill 50 will become 'Ed's Folly'.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Last week, I sent a letter to the editor titled Who's 'dysfunctional' now? to both the Crowsnest Promoter and the Pass Herald. The Promoter published it, while the Herald did not.
The above two recent examples are just the tip of the ice-berg of censorship by a media source that on the one hand pushes their own political agenda, while at the same time censoring the opposition. How much longer is this community going to put up with this double standard? How much longer are we going to allow individuals to use their paper as a divisive propaganda tool, and in doing so, continue to hold back and hurt this community?
Media are suppose to provide a service to a community... not a disservice.
It is well-known that the mass media form for us our image of the world and then tell us what to think about that image. The elite here have been successful in using certain media to suppress critical thinking as a pragmatic necessity towards holding onto their power. The people in this community need to wake up to this fact.
For a long time now, we have obviously not been well served by at least one media source. Maybe it is time to do something about it? Let them know that censorship will not be tolerated and we want them to change. If they will not, then...
UPDATE: Two new polls now available (on left panel). Rate our local media and let them know what you think of them?
Whoever controls the media, controls the mind.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Posted 2 months ago
Municipal council voted 6-1 to oppose Bill 202, which proposes the establishment of a Municipal Auditor General.
At the regular council meeting on Aug. 4, a letter from Foothills Little Bow Municipal Association asked that the Municipality of Crowsnest Pass support opposition to the Bill.
The MD of Willow Creek No. 26 has asked that the membership support their position of opposition by sending a letter expressing their concerns to the Standing Policy Committee of the provincial government.
Bill 202 proposes to amend the Municipal Government Act by appointing a Municipal Auditor General to “conduct random audits of municipalities and make recommendations respecting their financial statements and any systems or programs related to the disbursement of public money.”
In addition, the Bill would have the power to require a municipality to act on the auditor general’s recommendations and report failures to take action to the Minister of Municipal Affairs.”
The bill passed second reading and was referred to the Standing Committee on Community Services on March 16.
Councillor John Salus was the lone voice that supports the appointment of a Municipal Auditor General.
“I see nothing wrong with having auditors,” said Councillor Salus. “I’d have no objections to a provincial auditor to go over the running of a municipality, especially in financial matters.”
The MD of Willow Creek is concerned this legislation would add “another level of provincial bureaucracy that will do nothing more than undermine the decisions of an elected council.”
Councillor Salus said he sees the position as a parallel level, not one that would undermine council’s decisions.
The vote passed 6-1 in favour of supporting MD of Willow Creek’s opposition to the Bill.
note: I believe if we would have had a Municipal Auditor General... to “conduct random audits of municipalities and make recommendations respecting their financial statements and any systems or programs related to the disbursement of public money.”... we would not be in the mess we find ourselves in today. The fact that we are in a mess and that as recently as two months ago council voted against this measure, speaks volumes as to how poorly managed we have been... and still are.
In addition, for years, I have made appeal after appeal to councils to have a 'forensic audit' done on our municipal finances, only to have it fall on deaf ears. Now, with the recent Corporate Review clearly stating we have serious issues with respect to our finances, I still do not hear council advocating for this due diligence measure to be undertaken? In fact, based on their previous decisions (see story above) I do not see this council being open and transparent, but closed and secretive instead.
Is it because they feel complicit with this mayor in getting us in the hole we are presently in (especially, those councillors serving more than their first term) and are scared what the audit may reveal with respect to 'where has all the money gone?', and how they have been duped and used by their Machiavellian Master?
If so, then this council is no different than the rest, despite their rhetoric, with respect to constantly keeping us in the dark on so many issues, by resorting to in-camera meetings and silence to do their dirty work in emptying the public purse (and so much more) and as such, will reap their just rewards come next election.
They reek with their smug arrogance and self-importance, but the time is coming when they will regret not being more transparent and more inclusive of those of us at the 'grassroots' level.
This mayor, council and the conservative establishment's day of reckoning is fast approaching, and a new era of 'people power' will soon be at hand...
Elections are won by men and women chiefly because most people vote against somebody rather than for somebody.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
I try not to be biased, but I had my doubts about hiring Stevie. His placement counselor assured me that he would be a good, reliable busboy. But I had never had a mentally handicapped employee and wasn't sure I wanted one. I wasn't sure how my customers would react to Stevie.
He was short, a little dumpy with the smooth facial features and thick-tongued speech of Downs Syndrome. I wasn't worried about most of my trucker customers because truckers don't generally care who buses tables as long as the meatloaf platter is good and the pies are homemade.
The four-wheeler drivers were the ones who concerned me; the mouthy college kids traveling to school; the yuppie snobs who secretly polish their silverware with their napkins for fear of catching some dreaded "truck stop germ" the pairs of white-shirted business men on expense accounts who think every truck stop waitress wants to be flirted with. I knew those people would be uncomfortable around Stevie so I closely watched him for the first few weeks.
I shouldn't have worried. After the first week, Stevie had my staff wrapped around his stubby little finger, and within a month my truck regulars had adopted him as their official truck stop mascot.
After that, I really didn't care what the rest of the customers thought of him. He was like a 21-year-old in blue jeans and Nikes, eager to laugh and eager to please, but fierce in his attention to his duties. Every salt and pepper shaker was exactly in its place, not a bread crumb or coffee spill was visible when Stevie got done with the table. Our only problem was persuading him to wait to clean a table until after the customers were finished. He would hover in the background, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, scanning the dining room until a table was empty. Then he would scurry to the empty table and carefully bus dishes and glasses onto his cart and meticulously wipe the table up with a practiced flourish of his rag.
If he thought a customer was watching, his brow would pucker with added concentration. He took pride in doing his job exactly right, and you had to love how hard he tried to please each and every person he met.
Over time, we learned that he lived with his mother, a widow who was disabled after repeated surgeries for cancer. They lived on their Social Security benefits in public housing two miles from the truck stop. Their social worker, who stopped to check on him every so often, admitted they had fallen between the cracks. Money was tight, and what I paid him was probably the difference between them being able to live together and Stevie being sent to a group home. That's why the restaurant was a gloomy place that morning last August, the first morning in three years that Stevie missed work.
He was at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester getting a new valve or something put in his heart. His social worker said that people with Downs Syndrome often have heart problems at an early age so this wasn't unexpected, and there was a good chance he would come through the surgery in good shape and be back at work in a few months.
A ripple of excitement ran through the staff later that morning when word came that he was out of surgery, in recovery, and doing fine.
Frannie, the head waitress, let out a war hoop and did a little dance in the aisle when she heard the good news.
Belle Ringer, one of our regular trucker customers, stared at the sight of this 50-year-old grandmother of four doing a victory shimmy beside his table.
Frannie blushed, smoothed her apron and shot Belle Ringer a withering look.
He grinned. "OK, Frannie, what was that all about?" he asked.
"We just got word that Stevie is out of surgery and going to be okay."
"I was wondering where he was. I had a new joke to tell him. What was the surgery about?
"Frannie quickly told Belle Ringer and the other two drivers sitting at his booth about Stevie's surgery, then sighed: "Yeah, I'm glad he is going to be OK," she said. "But I don't know how he and his Mom are going to handle all the bills. From what I hear, they're barely getting by as it is." Belle Ringer nodded thoughtfully, and Frannie hurried off to wait on the rest of her tables. Since I hadn't had time to round up a busboy to replace Stevie and really didn't want to replace him, the girls were busing their own tables that day until we decided what to do.
After the morning rush, Frannie walked into my office. She had a couple of paper napkins in her hand and a funny look on her face.
"What's up?" I asked.
"I didn't get that table where Belle Ringer and his friends were sitting cleared off after they left, and Pony Pete and Tony Tipper were sitting there when I got back to clean it off," she said. "This was folded and tucked under a coffee cup.
"She handed the napkin to me, and three $20 bills fell onto my desk when I opened it. On the outside, in big, bold letters, was printed "Something for Stevie".
"Pony Pete asked me what that was all about," she said, "so I told him about Stevie and his Mom and everything, and Pete looked at Tony and Tony looked at Pete, and they ended up giving me this." She handed me another paper napkin that had "Something For Stevie" scrawled on its outside. Two $50 bills were tucked within its folds. Frannie looked at me with wet, shiny eyes, shook her head and said simply: "truckers.
"That was three months ago. Today is Thanksgiving, the first day Stevie is supposed to be back to work.
His placement worker said he's been counting the days until the doctor said he could work, and it didn't matter at all that it was a holiday. He called 10 times in the past week, making sure we knew he was coming, fearful that we had forgotten him or that his job was in jeopardy. I arranged to have his mother bring him to work. I then met them in the parking lot and invited them both to celebrate his day back.
Stevie was thinner and paler, but couldn't stop grinning as he pushed through the doors and headed for the back room where his apron and busing cart were waiting.
"Hold up there, Stevie, not so fast," I said. I took him and his mother by their arms. "Work can wait for a minute. To celebrate you coming back, breakfast for you and your mother is on me!" I led them toward a large corner booth at the rear of the room.
I could feel and hear the rest of the staff following behind as we marched through the dining room. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw booth after booth of grinning truckers empty and join the procession. We stopped in front of the big table. Its surface was covered with coffee cups, saucers and dinner plates, all sitting slightly crooked on dozens of folded paper napkins. "First thing you have to do, Stevie, is clean up this mess," I said. I tried to sound stern.
Stevie looked at me, and then at his mother, then pulled out one of the napkins. It had "Something for Stevie" printed on the outside. As he picked it up, two $10 bills fell onto the table.
Stevie stared at the money, then at all the napkins peeking from beneath the tableware, each with his name printed or scrawled on it. I turned to his mother. "There's more than $10,000 in cash and checks on that table, all from truckers and trucking companies that heard about your problems. "Happy Thanksgiving,
"Well, it got real noisy about that time, with everybody hollering and shouting, and there were a few tears, as well.
But you know what's funny? While everybody else was busy shaking hands and hugging each other, Stevie, with a big, big smile on his face, was busy clearing all the cups and dishes from the table.
Best worker I ever hired.
Plant a seed and watch it grow.
At this point, you can bury this inspirational message or forward it fulfilling the need!
If you shed a tear, hug yourself, because you are a compassionate person.
note: Thanks to Sharon Chabbert (my 'dear' neighbour) for sharing!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Then I thought about the fact Dean's blog and mine have received little to nothing in that area as well, despite one commentator on my blog specifically asking mayor, council, cao, admin, etc, to talk to us.
What does this tell us... more apathy? People throwing up their hands saying "What's the use?" "Who cares?" "Nothing is going to change."
In my opinion, this is the attitude that got us into this mess in the first place. It won't do! It solves nothing. In fact, it ensures more of the same 'good government'.
A gal I knew on council a few years back who had bigger balls than most of the men at the time, once said, after losing an election... "F**k them, they deserve what they get."
Truer words were never spoken, if we as a community continue to bury our heads in the sand by trying to turn a blind eye to our problems. It should be self-evident by now that the mayor and the conservative gang (Community Futures, Chamber of Commerce, Ad Hoc Committee, etc.) have not run things for our best interest, but for theirs.
Are you going to continue letting them run your community into the ground, or are you going to do something about it? Its your call, be a lemming or be a lion.
If you think of yourselves as helpless and ineffectual, it is certain that you will create a despotic government to be your master. The wise despot, therefore, maintains among his subjects a popular sense that they are helpless and ineffectual.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
A man was arrested following a mishap-laden incident in the Labrador community of Sheshatshiu on Friday night.
CMP received a call at about 11:30 p.m. AT about a disturbance in a home, a spokesperson for the Mounties said.
When constables arrived, they found about a dozen people drinking and a woman complaining that a man had assaulted her, police said.
Police tried to arrest the man but he became combative and resisted, the RCMP said.
That prompted the officers to use pepper spray to try to subdue him.
However, the Mounties said the man was able to grab the spray away from them and tried to use it on them.
He then fled the home and jumped into the police cruiser parked outside and sped away.
A local resident provided transportation for the RCMP constables, and the chase was on.
The man was located in another area of town, and police approached the car and ordered the driver to get out.
They say the man refused and drove the car at one of the officers. A Mountie fired his gun at the cruiser, but the driver was unharmed and sped away once again.
The man finally returned to the original residence and surrendered to police without further incident.
No one was injured, however the RCMP cruiser sustained some damage.
Frank Pokue, 37, of Sheshatshiu has been charged with resisting arrest, assaulting a police officer, assault with a weapon, theft of a motor vehicle and impaired driving.
He'll make a court appearance in Happy Valley-Goose Bay on Monday afternoon.
Members of the RCMP's major crimes unit will be travelling from Corner Brook and Gander to Labrador to conduct the investigation.
note: Sounds like a small town boy just having fun to me. Frank Pokue, for 'Police Chief', I say. He's already got the boys on the run. :-) lol!
Should be a 'fun time' sitting in on his court case in Happy Valley-Goose Bay. :-)
Thanks to THE WOODSTOCK ONTARIO INDEPENDENT NEWS for this!
Friday, November 6, 2009
This is one of the neatest stories you will ever hear. You will know precisely what this little girl is talking about at the end (you'll want to share this one with your loved ones and special friends)!
Keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this,' the mother told the volunteer.
'What is it she keeps asking for?' the volunteer asked. 'Puppy size!' replied the mother
'Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for.'
'I know..... We have seen most of them, ' the mom said in frustration...
Just then Danielle came walking into the office 'Well, did you find one?' asked her mom.
'No, not this time,' Danielle said with sadness in her voice. 'Can we come back on the weekend?'
The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed
'You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply,' the volunteer said.
Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. 'Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend,' she said.
Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. 'It's this weekend or we're not looking any more,' Dad finally said in frustration.
'We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size, either,' Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning . By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs..
Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when Visitors weren't permitted.
Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one.
One by one she said, 'Sorry, but you're not the one.'
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.
'Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!' She screamed with joy. 'It's the puppy size!'
'But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks,' Mom said.
'No not size... The sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed,' she said.
'Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!'
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.
'Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms,' she said. Then, holding the puppy up close to her face, she said, 'Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!'
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that Makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day.
They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear.. 'Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take Our breath away.'
What hurt more was knowing I stood up against the mayor and the conservative establishment fighting for the greater good and what I believed in, and even though with this latest report I feel I have been vindicated and proven right, there is little consolation today in knowing I was right and that the wave of the world at the time was wrong, yet the wave crashed upon me.
Since that time I have had to suffer financially, endured deprivation, shunning, lack of opportunity, been ostracised, prevented from participating fully in my community, and held back from job, business and career opportunities... and from my rightful place on council. But I and my wife stood tall, and some how managed not to starve and/or be forced out of our home and community (although, the way things are going that still might happen?...).
I say all this because I want those who thought so much of this mayor that they turned a blind eye to the harm and damage done to me and my family, and to this community, to know that because a man has titles, position and privilege does not make him right. And those of us who come from the other side of the tracks are not necessarily wrong, evil or mean people either. In other words, do not judge a book by its cover.
Character is what you have left when you've lost everything you can lose.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Does council find this report too embarrassing to deal with in the light of day? If so, then I suggest this report is headed for the same dusty shelf the other one is on. By putting this extremely important agenda item so late in the evening council gives me the impression that they do not want to take ownership of this document, and therefore... it was for naught.
Having to depend on our local media for what individual councillors say and think is not my idea of getting the facts, considering how biased they all are in favour of our local conservative establishment, and its leader. Nor do I want to see them easily dismiss this document with mindless chatter about things that don't matter, while ignoring those things that do.
Rather than have 'establishment media' tell me what to think about the report, and what the issues should be, I would have preferred to listen to my councillors tell me what they think, and then decide for myself. Thank you very much!
Council should hold a public meeting to allow residents to make up their own minds, by being allowed to question their representatives.
... then, afterwards, we can hang one or two of you by way of example to the rest. I guarantee you good government after that! :-)
Nondeterminism means never having to say you are wrong.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Alberta H1N1 clinics suspended
It turns out we put all our eggs in one basket by having only one supplier for the flu vaccine, while the US made sure they had at least five. If this alone is not enough to tell you how incompetent these people are who are running our government and our health services, I don't know what else to tell you? There is even talk in some blogging circles that Martial Law might soon be imposed. Not likely, I think, but it just goes to show you how scary things are getting.
Furthermore, it goes without saying that conservatives despite all their rhetoric to the contrary are poor managers of our economy, employment, the Afghan War, society in general, and now our health (remember isotopes). These people at all levels of government: municipal, provincial and federal are so incompetent that it is not only scary, but now life threatening as well.
I do not believe it is a stretch to say, conservatives could not manage a successful meat market in the midst of wildebeest season. They have to go!!!
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.