Little Blue Ball

Your slogging through your day at the office and you feel like you couldn’t be more bored, always remember you are sitting in that desk chair in that office in that building on a little blue ball mostly consisting of water and molten rock and the ball is rocketing through space at break neck speeds.

The truth is if life is boring you are doing it wrong, I could not be bored if I tried there is just too much to do, see. smell, well you get it.

Another thought that kind of matches is: If a job (or life) is too easy or too hard you are doing it wrong. Have a look at the way you are living if there isn’t some hard work involved then you are missing something. If you are coasting through life without commitment or strife of any sort you need to examine your tactics.

In reverse if you are breaking in g your back every day and have your nose permanently welded to as many grindstones as you can then you are on the wrong track.

I think that I shall never see... "again"

In Ingersoll, Ontario, Canada we are simple people we go about our lives asking little except an every increasing need to be able to own things (just like everywhere).

I know I like cleanliness and the government sponsored sewer and water system is the main support system for this need by Canadians to be very clean.

I own an expensive car and I know a rough road does not sit well with me and my need to keep my investment safe.

On my street we are simple folk in old homes with small yards and smaller problems, we appreciate the park and the quiet life that is the main focus of our at home existence.

I don’t ask for much (nothing really) from my local government and my taxes are among the lowest, but I have a peeve and it is one that is shared by some and just as equally not by others.

What does my town and many of my fellow citizens have against trees? Why is it that I observe that every town project seems to include the decimation of trees in the process of replacing the infrastructure we hold dear? Why is it that I observe many of my neighbours in many of the places that I have lived seem to need to rid themselves of the beautiful trees they are blessed to possess at the earliest possible moment they can afford?

We are in the middle of a street and infrastructure “renovation” and our beloved town fathers (or their minions} have seem fit to cut down all the key trees on our street leaving us with to bear ugly mess of overhead wires and posts.

So I ask us all how can we change this for the next neighbourhood? It is to late for ours but what about the next planned reconstruction how can we insure a better inclusion of the trees that we never think about but hold dear once they are gone?

The mental wellbeing we felt that was due to these trees is gone never to be recovered. One of the trees was well over 100 years and it was beautiful and healthy. The loss is so great as to make me feel sick when I come home.

In the end we will go on but a little weaker and sad for the loss.

Small Town

My Town is a small town
The Church steeple is the tallest building there
There is a hitching post and it is still used
You can look someone in the eye there
You can say hello and get a response
But a cop was killed there
Men beat there wives
Racism is visible
Small world

Blood of the Earth

Concrete and asphalt ribbon our world. The fertile fields of Southern Ontario are wounds in the skin of the earth and corn and wheat only temporary scabs.
Water is the blood the carrier of nutrition, of life.
We are pouring poison in this blood and death becomes the message the medium is carrying.
I long for the days when humans were in short supply and the world was not carved ripped and ribboned. To walk on a trail in the forest that coved the land I live in.
Nature will not end, it will react and buck us off and once we are gone it will go on. We cannot end nature it will win and we will lose but we can carry on this miserable war for a long time and make ourselves miserable in the process.

Little Rant

Stay out of our lives Canada and do not expect us to agree with the personal decisions of others. Get out of the marriage business this is the domain of the church. Welfare is for those who need it and if they need it give it to them. I am able of body and mind and I work for a living, so should all others like me. Free health care is for emergencies and the truly ill; let’s stop expecting it to be for every little whim. Hey Giant SUV man, stop messing with our environment just to stroke your ego. Why when all is based on clean water and quality air did we not even mention it during the election?

Take Care

Give me not a government that would feel it needs to take care of me. Give me one that allows me to care for myself.

Simple Luxury

Hey Canada we are the land of plenty. The shops are full of all we can lay our hands on and we are encouraged to go after it with great enthusiasm. Consume or be cast out!

So what is the greatest single luxury that we enjoy what is it we have that sets us apart and gives us the greatest pleasure and saves us from huge amounts of labour. Well? Well?

Well my vote goes to hot and cold clean running water, yes this luxury gives us the pleasure of warm showers and baths, sustains our health yes even our lives. This infrastructure set up to deliver clean water to all is without match; even the lowest of us can gain easy access to this resource. Imagine how much time you would spend bringing water to your home from the community well.

Take it for granted you may, but think about life without it, put that thought up against anything else you may have or crave. Put hot showers up against SUVs or PDAs Put clean glass of water up against mp3 player. Put a lifetime of not having to carry water against a yearly southern vacation.

So why the rant, protect it, treasure it, preserve it, make our government help, you help, demand it and hold them to it.

Who Would We Allow to Help

Joe Businessman a former hospital administrator decides to start a Not for Profit chain of surgery clinics that will do the types of surgery people tend to wait long periods of time for (i.e. knee, hip or cosmetic). Joe is not allowed to build these clinics and run them in Canada (well maybe Quebec he can) as we do not allow Two Tiered medical. He in turn builds them in one hundred locations around the world and staffs them with the best medical personnel to be had. He opens his clinics to anyone with the money to afford his services and provides exemplary care to these elite customers.

The clinics begin to thrive and there reputation builds. As the structure begins to turn a profit, this profit must be disposed of and the board of directors decides it should go in two parts, 50% to developing free clinics in the most needy of developing countries and 50% to purchase equipment and improve services in Canadian hospitals.

In the third year or business The clinics show a profit of 150 million dollars and various Canadian hospital projects are forwarded by Joe and his clinics.

Joe is given many awards and accolades for his vision and care. After 25 years and millions of dollars Joe is given the order of Canada and a medical School funded by his organization is named in his honour.

This would certainly be a good situation for Canada and those developing countries and it would benefit all. Nobody is hurt nobody is left out. Why are we afraid of this? Why can’t Canada be Joe Businessman?