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TRAGEDY, SORROW AND THE BLOGOSPHERE
Over at Lifehacker, someone asked the question – Is a blog a suitable vehicle for sharing information about a serious illness or death in the family? I don’t know what others think but I was glad that I had this outlet when my sister passed away a few months ago. The news came suddenly and a fast trip to England was necessary. We were separated from the rest of our family by an ocean and 5 time zones.
Keeping people up to date was a way for me to channel some of my grief and I heard from a number of relatives, friends and strangers who appreciated the updates and left comforting comments. This blog doesn’t really have a theme but quite a few of my posts have dealt with personal matters. Posting is sometimes hard, especially when the subject is difficult, but in general I find the experience of committing my thoughts to the web to be cathartic.
THE HORRORS OF SEAT 29E
Dear Continental Airlines,
I am disgusted as I write this note to you about the miserable experience I am having sitting in seat 29E on one of your aircrafts. As you may know, this seat is situated directly across from the lavatory, so close that I can reach out my left am and touch the door.
All my senses are being tortured simultaneously. It’s difficult to say what the worst part about sitting in 29E really is? Is it the stench of the sanitation fluid that’s blown all over my body every60 seconds when the door opens? Is it the wooosh of the constant flushing? Or is it the passengers asses that seem to fit into my personal space like a pornographic jig-saw puzzel?
I constructed a stink-shield by shoving one end of a blanket into the overheadcompartment — while effective in blocking at least some of the smell, and offering a small bit of privacy, the ass-on-my-body factor has increased, as without my evil glare, passengers feel free to lean up against what they think is some kind of blanketed wall. The next ass that touches my shoulder will be the last!
I am picturing a board room full of executives giving props to the young promising engineer that figured out how to squeeze an additional row of seats onto this plane by putting them next to the LAV. I would like to flush his head in the toilet that I am close enough to touch, and taste, from my seat.
Putting a seat here was a very bad idea. I just heard a man groan in there! This sucks!
Worse yet, is I’ve paid over $400.00 for the honor of sitting in this seat!
Does your company give refunds? I’d like to go back where I came from and start over. Seat 29E could only be worse if it was located inside the bathroom.
I wonder if my clothing will retain the sanitizing odor . . . what about my hair! I feel like I’m bathing in a toilet bowl of blue liquid, and there is no man in a little boat to save me.
I am filled with a deep hatred for your plane designer and a general dis-ease that may last for hours.
We are finally decending, and soon I will be able to tear down the stink-shield, but the scars will remain.
I suggest that you initiate immediate removal of this seat from all of your crafts. Just remove it, and leave the smouldering brown hole empty, a good place for sturdy/non-absorbing luggage maybe, but not human cargo.
OFF THE FLOOR
THE MORNING AFTER
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THE FAILURE OF HUMANITY
Just finished this book by Canadian General Romeo Dallaire who led the United Nations peackeeping force in the early 90′s during the genocidal civil war in Rawanda.
Dallaire returned to Canada a broken man haunted by the images of hundreds of thousands of murdered men, women and especially the children. Suffering from post traumatic stress disorder, he attempted suicide before finally confronting the demons and returning to the war torn country. This book is his testament to the horrors and the heroism that marked the futile attempt by a small band of dedicated soldiers to maintain the peace in a country gone mad.
Dallaire was just appointed to the Canadian Senate where he promises to be a vocal proponent for human rights.
SLEEPING NEXT TO THE ELEPHANT
Maybe it’s the books I’ve been reading. More than likely it’s the daily news. I find myself getting more and more uneasy as I cast my eye south of the border.
Courts have upheld the ban on the importing of Canadian beef into the US and our ranchers are suffering. The Canuck farm in general is in a bad way as evidenced by a rolling protest into downtown Toronto by tractors to rail against the perceived failure of Provinical and Federal governments to protect those who put the food on our tables.
At the same time, Prime Minister Martin’s decision to opt out of the Missle Shield lunacy is threatening our already shaky relations with Washington and the “unbiased” American media delights as portraying us as defenseless igloo dwellers who will be sorry when they don’t have Uncle Sam to protect them. The chances of a defensive missle shooting down an incoming ICBM are less than 50-50 but that doesn’t stop the military industrial machine from scaring billions out of the US taxpayer to fund the most expensive skeet shoot ever imagined. Let the Boeings and Rayethons build their toys, we don’t need them.
The war in Iraq continues with another milestone reached. Last week, the 1500th American death was reported. Funny that we didn’t hear anything about the estimated 16 to 18 thousand Iraqi civilians who have died over the same period but that doesn’t appear to count for much as long as the US makes the country safe for “democracy”. Again, Canada is in the doghouse for not helping out. Just because we realized that this liberation is actually an illegal occupation as defined in the UN charter. Pax Americana must continue and, if we don’t like it, we’d better get used to keeping our cows north of the 49th.
Meanwhile, the US continues to spend money like a drunken sailor. Their deficit is massive and the power of their dollar is being rapidly overshadowed by the growth of the Euro. War is expensive and sooner than later the rest of the world will have to start pulling their investments out of an economy that is built on sand and IOUs that the American youth are going to have to pay. I have no idea how Canada will resist being sucked into the recession that will surely happen and that scares the shit out of me as I get closer to retirement.
Some say that Canada needs to move quickly to patch up our differences with the US. Certainly, we need to be on cordial terms with our neighbour but in no way does that mean that we have to kowtow. We need to broaden our trade horizons, maintain our status as a peacekeeper and continue to express our moderate views. The world needs Canada even if some American politicians and commentators try and paint us as ungrateful and weak.
TICK, TICK, TICK
The countdown is on. At 5:00 this afternoon I begin my winter vacation and don’t get back to the office until the New Year. Oh bliss!
Of course I’ll be working from home, business never stops when you’re in IT, but just being away is enough of a holiday for me. I’ll have time to do my Christmas shopping, do some things around the house and just generally goof off. Who knows, I may even find some time and energy to update this site a little more often than I have been.
Next Friday, we’re off to Maxine’s for Christmas. 3 days in the woods should do something for my spirit.
QUOTE OF THE DAY
Elizabeth Taylor
>“The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they’re going to have some pretty annoying virtues.”

