Real Gifts

You awake in the morning not knowing what morsels are going to be found on your plate, or yanked from your grasp. One of life’s pleasures is being open enough to realize the moment some power on high chooses to serve up a delectable treat.

Christmas morning while sitting around in my apartment,with mom and dad , and my two daughters. For some reason that escapes me the subject of communism comes up.

Youngest daughter (Abby 13) – “What’s communism?”

Oldest daughter (Mags 15)- “ Its where if you have lots of money and the government takes it and gives it to people that have less, so everyone’s equal.” ( I was actually surprised she choose to comment).

Me – “Something like we have in this country.”

Oldest daughter –“ No it’s not!!”

Me – “Sure it is , our version ( socialism) is just more polite.”

Oldest daughter- silence………………

It became apparent to me that in my daughters silence, reason and maturity have taken hold. Not in the fact she chose to calmly let the matter drop ( a rarity), but you could tell she was thinking about my reply, and how true it was.

Another seed was planted that they can freely do with it as they wish.

Witnessing my daughter climb another wrung on the ladder towards maturity, was the best gift I got this Christmas.

Merry Christmas

I wish everyone a safe and joyous Christmas.
To those overseas in harm's way God bless and take care.

I'd Leave...... A Pile of Ashes

While driving to work this morning at 6 am listening to the local news, it was brought to my attention some unfortunate families that own cottages on leased reserve land have been told to be gone with their belongings by Jan 31. I also heard on the radio they are to be monitored , by natives while they are removing their belongings.

Well those 40,000 dollar cottage's up for sale on leased land at Ipperwash sure don't seem a bargain anymore.

Could it be that some natives get squeamish when the prospect of a white man setting fire to a place of sanctuary, he built or purchased to keep it from falling into the hands of those that don't deserve it?
Knowing of someone getting screwed two hundred years ago doesn't qualify you for victim status so you can chant "where's my cottage?".
If you didn't build it buy it, or inherit it you don't deserve it.
All you deserve are the glowing embers of another s lost dream.

To those affected or anyone that could be a tire, some diesel fuel , some gas and a match should be all you need, to remove all traces of your existence from sacred Indian land and leave it basically how you found it.

Failing to see the real insanity

A commenter at Small Dead Animals asked the question "Why isn’t something done ?" Pertaining to the murder/suicide that occurred in Toronto this past week. I don’t think it is a case of what can be done. It isn’t a problem that can be undone overnight or with a parliamentary study. We have lost our way, whitewashed traditions and the values that where passed on with a duty by parents or a parent no matter the sacrifice. Expecting many in the media to speak out and scold the shallowness that has invaded the hearts and minds of Canadian parents, is a pipe dream. The problems rests in the hands of fathers and mothers, and as individuals they must pass on the common sense and devotion adults hopefully taught them as they grew.

The left as always will embellish a real tragedy , with a multitude of reasons . While standing as the only real entity with any understanding. They will blame anybody or anything that symbolizes strength or security. Like a child they will try and hide the damage done by their progressive and insight less policies and either they are skilled at looking innocent or the Canadian public are just to sheepish , or drained of intellect to perceive the road liberals have paved for them.

Things will change when all of society takes a stand. Not just the vocal(usually victims and their masters) in Toronto ,Vancouver or Montreal, but by those from the fringes where common sense is nurtured like a garden , and the individual groomed to freely partake in life with a sense of responsibility no matter what gender they are.

We have let this country be legislated into a grey void.So far, I believe it is easier for many to carry on oblivious , asking pointless questions they already know the answers too. They are either unwilling to spend the time quietly thinking and reaching a clear and steady understanding on their own, or they are too afraid to face the facts.

We have been led to overlook life, our duty to it, and the natural consequences that flow from it. The honest peaceful moments we fail to embrace tightly and cherish , the hard bitter moments we try to run from and hide with denial and excuses, never garnering wisdom or strength : a contemporary liberal trait .

So when a woman reaches the point of insanity , instead of looking on her child with a timeless grace and letting her soul fill with hope and reason, she holds him tight and jumps into space … to their death.

What do we get in return from one of the scholars “women are almost more gentle“?

Almost isn’t a difference when it comes to dying their dead.

Maybe the wrong people are jumping?

The Pied Piper.