26 Jul 18
21:35 hrs
Dear Readers,
I am going to touch on a sensitive topic and if you don't think that you can stomach some heavy ranting I want you to take a couple deep breaths and then hold it until the flying unicorns come to rescue you. Ready? Here goes!
How many damn times do we have to apologize (and pay out monies) to the First Nations of this country for crap that happened 50, 100, 150 or more years ago? It seems that every ten years or so there is yet another crop of Indigenous People demanding that the indignities done to the ancestors of their ancestors be acknowledged and renumerated. Over and over again.
Enough is enough!
Okay you win. I agree that white European explorers were probably not the most honest of individuals and most definitely did take advantage of the local residents.
We are sorry! We have paid you for our transgressions, NOW MOVE ON!
And still more benefits are heaped on the various First Nations not only by the Feds but by the various provincial governments as well. Zero taxes, land transfers, free post secondary education, etc. The list of goodies is pretty damn long. I am not saying that they shouldn't be getting these benefits I'm saying that you had better start doing something with them. Stop paying your Band Chief and council an exorbitant wage when your kids have no school supplies (which you then complain about).
27 Jul 18
16:25 hrs
Supposedly, there is an orca playing around in the harbour. We do get whales, both toothed and baleen, that come and make an appearance. They are welcome visitors that everyone enjoys. Except for the seals. They're not too happy when the orcas show up.
There are still people who are afraid of doing the speed limit when driving west on Ryan Rd. from Military Row to the lights at Anderton. The allowable speed is 80 kmh. Some of these mooks barely reach 60 kmh and yet they are probably the same people who can't help but accelerate well past the posted speed limit because they are probably afraid their vehicle will roll backwards if they don't put their foot to the floor.
28 Jul 18
11:45 hrs
Today is pretend that we are on the beach in Cuba day. At least I wish I was. The Loin Fruits have hangers on that have invaded my space. How ironic that the person who is often the loudest is put off by the persistent non-sensical blather. It could easily be a whiskey day but I am on the clock around the clock until Monday. Moderation would be the key.
My Lobster is bound for the Nation's Capital in a weeks time leaving the house to the general care of the Couch Monkeys and myself. We'll manage. We always do.
The Sr. Loin Fruit is branching out to another employment opportunity. He's going to try his hand in commercial food production at a local bakery. His grandfather, one of the Sages, was a commercial baker by trade. It's hard work with long hours so this will be an eye opener for our Loin Fruit. But, we are proud of him for looking outside of his comfort zone.
Elric the Stalwart and his Better Half, Sister Jo, are coming over to dine. Home made pizzas and a taco salad in a bag. Simple foods. It's too damn hot out for a multi course meal.
My Lobster is still filtering through my next book. I'll have to get some funds set aside to get it formatted and uploaded. This one is going to be pricey.