Well folks, I didn't even properly finish my last article and here I am already writing another on-line journal entry.
While I can't say that I've ever had the pleasure of meeting the man- the legend, I would like to say little more on the matter than to offer my sincerest condolences to his family and friends in their time of grief and mourning. I'd wish them all well, and wonder to myself if the old man would have liked listening to uplifting songs such as the one following:
As you may or may not be aware, Dear Reader, when it comes to matters of national importance, more often than not, my thinking tends to be aligned with conservative schools of thought. At least when it comes to fiscal planning and less government intrusion into private lives. Still, I appreciate that Canada has so many social safety nets in place for Her Citizens, fought for and won by opponents of The Crown's authority. Remember that trade unionists stopped the practice of sending mere children into coal mines and introduced the concept of days off and benefits. I feel that trade unions and tempered socialism still play a valuable role in keeping the so called establishment and corporate monopolies in check- even if they are somewhat bloated and cumbersome after generations of that inevitable state known as corruption. I think greed and corruption walk hand-in-hand, and are but irreconcilable aspects of the human condition by and large. What do you think?
Recently, our Canadian Military have arrived at the decision to revert to calling themselves The Royal Air Force / Army / Navy. A good number of opinionated Canadians will say it's a tremendous waste of funds to pay for such a reversion, but I say good on them. Bring on the fascist regime for all I care!
The iconography surrounding The Crown and it's related symbols: art not they lasting historic reminders preserved in form of precious metals and ribbons? Such medals awarded on behalf of His or Her Majesty do provide all manner of interesting decorations for serving members to display when attending formal functions. I'm inclined to think that such minted pieces would serve as good conversation pieces among brothers and sisters in arms, as well as being family heirlooms to remind surviving relatives of their loved one's courageous deeds while away from home.
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Since these awards for bravery and other noble deeds are not easily earned by the men and women in uniform, I say good on them. Army, Navy, & Air Force. Police. It's my sentiment that the divisional categorization of our Air, Sea, and Land forces might have spurned healthy competition and so made our Canadian Forces more efficient as a whole. Decentralize and optimize the three branches. Make no mistake: while many of the roles are basically non-combat support roles in technical or clerical fields by nature, war and defense are ultimately the business of effectively killing or paralyzing threats to our sovereignty and freedom we enjoy, and I should hope the folks willing to put their lives on the line would at least enjoy the infinite outpouring of support from the nation's very people they're sworn to protect. As we all well know, the best deterrent to war is a massively powerful defense force.
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There goes my telephone... leaking again. I feel like I need to be left alone when I'm producing content for this big writing project of mine. I'd like to now present to you, Dear Reader, a few pictures, links and whatnot for your mental digestion. Now, I know I'm the type to go and on about whatever comes to mind, I've been meaning to share my thoughts about a subject that is very near to my own heart, and that is a fairly recent discovery to me.
Yes folks, I'd like to share with you today my thoughts about a most uniquely delicious berry I've found myself snacking on for the last few weeks. They're these potentially astringent little clusters of black fruit that grow abundantly around my neighbourhood. I hear they can be used to make a most delicious wine, and I must say, I can hardly pass up picking at least a few of them when I cross the these old trees with their wine coloured leaves while out on an August stroll through the park. Of course, one should always be prepared when picking these shiny little cherries that the bitter taste of this varietous species will sometimes live up to its' name- and then some. It'll have you puckering like a prim and proper fuddie duddie shaking his tired old head in disapproval of some fag bumming hangabout who's been loafing about in front of his quaint curiosities' shop since before noon.
I wouldn't want you upset with me, Dear Reader, and most certainly wouldn't want you blaming me if you ever were to find your taste buds to be in "Agony City" over allowing me to inspire a berry hunting outing. One should always exercise extreme prejudice when selecting any sort of wild berry, as we know certain poisonous varieties are often, I think, highly indiscernible from their safe to eat relatives and all. While I'm sure that my readership will surely know better, I'd like to offer a disclaimer. Just in case I've inspired you to go out looking for edible treats in the wild, might I suggest that you please employ extreme prejudice toward wild berries, and exercise the utmost of due diligence while mingling about in the kingdom of plants. Novices should consider bringing a trustworthy field guide or some notes along to help make a safe and sound selections of any flowering or fruit bearing plants. I believe the rule of thumb is that if there's any doubt whatsoever as to whether you're about to eat something harmful, always err on the side of caution and not risk having some awful kind of reaction to the plant. Picking mushrooms or skateboarding on the steps of something, please be careful out there, folks... whatever your endeavour may be! (I think I used at least three Canadian spellings: neighbourhood, coloured, and endeavour.)
While I can't say that I've ever had the pleasure of meeting the man- the legend, I would like to say little more on the matter than to offer my sincerest condolences to his family and friends in their time of grief and mourning. I'd wish them all well, and wonder to myself if the old man would have liked listening to uplifting songs such as the one following:
I know you'll be dearly missed in these interesting times.
R.I.P. Mr. Jack Layton.
As you may or may not be aware, Dear Reader, when it comes to matters of national importance, more often than not, my thinking tends to be aligned with conservative schools of thought. At least when it comes to fiscal planning and less government intrusion into private lives. Still, I appreciate that Canada has so many social safety nets in place for Her Citizens, fought for and won by opponents of The Crown's authority. Remember that trade unionists stopped the practice of sending mere children into coal mines and introduced the concept of days off and benefits. I feel that trade unions and tempered socialism still play a valuable role in keeping the so called establishment and corporate monopolies in check- even if they are somewhat bloated and cumbersome after generations of that inevitable state known as corruption. I think greed and corruption walk hand-in-hand, and are but irreconcilable aspects of the human condition by and large. What do you think?
Recently, our Canadian Military have arrived at the decision to revert to calling themselves The Royal Air Force / Army / Navy. A good number of opinionated Canadians will say it's a tremendous waste of funds to pay for such a reversion, but I say good on them. Bring on the fascist regime for all I care!
The iconography surrounding The Crown and it's related symbols: art not they lasting historic reminders preserved in form of precious metals and ribbons? Such medals awarded on behalf of His or Her Majesty do provide all manner of interesting decorations for serving members to display when attending formal functions. I'm inclined to think that such minted pieces would serve as good conversation pieces among brothers and sisters in arms, as well as being family heirlooms to remind surviving relatives of their loved one's courageous deeds while away from home."
Since these awards for bravery and other noble deeds are not easily earned by the men and women in uniform, I say good on them. Army, Navy, & Air Force. Police. It's my sentiment that the divisional categorization of our Air, Sea, and Land forces might have spurned healthy competition and so made our Canadian Forces more efficient as a whole. Decentralize and optimize the three branches. Make no mistake: while many of the roles are basically non-combat support roles in technical or clerical fields by nature, war and defense are ultimately the business of effectively killing or paralyzing threats to our sovereignty and freedom we enjoy, and I should hope the folks willing to put their lives on the line would at least enjoy the infinite outpouring of support from the nation's very people they're sworn to protect. As we all well know, the best deterrent to war is a massively powerful defense force.
--- )-( ---
There goes my telephone... leaking again. I feel like I need to be left alone when I'm producing content for this big writing project of mine. I'd like to now present to you, Dear Reader, a few pictures, links and whatnot for your mental digestion. Now, I know I'm the type to go and on about whatever comes to mind, I've been meaning to share my thoughts about a subject that is very near to my own heart, and that is a fairly recent discovery to me.
Yes folks, I'd like to share with you today my thoughts about a most uniquely delicious berry I've found myself snacking on for the last few weeks. They're these potentially astringent little clusters of black fruit that grow abundantly around my neighbourhood. I hear they can be used to make a most delicious wine, and I must say, I can hardly pass up picking at least a few of them when I cross the these old trees with their wine coloured leaves while out on an August stroll through the park. Of course, one should always be prepared when picking these shiny little cherries that the bitter taste of this varietous species will sometimes live up to its' name- and then some. It'll have you puckering like a prim and proper fuddie duddie shaking his tired old head in disapproval of some fag bumming hangabout who's been loafing about in front of his quaint curiosities' shop since before noon.
"If you don't hurry up and scram... you, you cretinous, good-for-nothing layabout, I shall be inclined to call the authorities! Scram you urchin, before I lose any more custom thanks to the likes of you, you useless get! Scram I say!"
I wouldn't want you upset with me, Dear Reader, and most certainly wouldn't want you blaming me if you ever were to find your taste buds to be in "Agony City" over allowing me to inspire a berry hunting outing. One should always exercise extreme prejudice when selecting any sort of wild berry, as we know certain poisonous varieties are often, I think, highly indiscernible from their safe to eat relatives and all. While I'm sure that my readership will surely know better, I'd like to offer a disclaimer. Just in case I've inspired you to go out looking for edible treats in the wild, might I suggest that you please employ extreme prejudice toward wild berries, and exercise the utmost of due diligence while mingling about in the kingdom of plants. Novices should consider bringing a trustworthy field guide or some notes along to help make a safe and sound selections of any flowering or fruit bearing plants. I believe the rule of thumb is that if there's any doubt whatsoever as to whether you're about to eat something harmful, always err on the side of caution and not risk having some awful kind of reaction to the plant. Picking mushrooms or skateboarding on the steps of something, please be careful out there, folks... whatever your endeavour may be! (I think I used at least three Canadian spellings: neighbourhood, coloured, and endeavour.)
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