Policy

I came across an interesting bit of information yesterday. It would be too easy to become angry and hate whomever wrote it. Considering the mess the world is now in perhaps it might be a better plan to examine it carefully and learn from it whatever lessons it has to teach us.

I wonder whether this became the model for what the world would eventually become, so often hopelessly described as a place where the “rich get richer and the poor get poorer”

“The underlying premise of the Report’s recommendations is how to contain the minority through coercive measures. It consists of policy proposals in five areas: demography and national sentiments, political leadership, economy and employment, education, and law enforcement. ”

It was called the Koenig Memoradum.

Welcome, welcome, they say. Welcome to the Holy Land.

Never Forget

I am the first artist-in-residence at the Doucet-Hennessy house in Bathurst, New Brunswick. My new exhibit opens to the public on Wednesday, July 3

By the way, I strongly identify as Irish. Yes, technically I am Canadian and one might suppose that today I would be celebrating Canada Day. However, for reasons I’ll not go into at present, I prefer to celebrate the Heritage passed down to by my ancestors, the Hennessys and O’Tooles among others.

The Don’t Forget You’re Irish art exhibit opens to the public July 3. Drop by Tuesday to Saturday for a cup of tea and a chat at the historic Doucet-Hennessy House in Bathurst, New Brunswick. If you play Celtic or Acadian music or any sort of traditional folk music, we hope to have informal music sessions on Saturdays from 2-4. Bring along your acoustic instrument and join us. Music workshops are in the planning for September.

This exhibit is open to the public from July 3 – 28 in Bathurst, New Brunswick. More about the exhibit in this press release: https://surmonbabillard.com/art-exhibit-dont-forget-youre-irish-doucet-hennessy-house/”>Irish Canadian family settled on Bay of Chaleur in Canada.

December 10, 2015

New notice from Fredericton, New Brunswick
Looking for artists (knitters, crocheters, weavers, felters, and quilters )

to work for free …

… until January 29
… accepting handmade goods for newly arrived Syrian refugees.
They want hand-made mittens, hats, sweaters, socks, blankets and throws for all ages to stay warm during a New-Brunswick winter.

Drop-off locations for donations:

artsnb office at 649 Queen street, 2nd floor
Yarns On York at 72 York street
Fredericton Public Library at 12 Carleton

What do you think? Great idea! But why stop there? Do you suppose there might be some homeless New Brunswick street people who would also appreciate nice newly knitted warm fuzzy mitts and hats and socks and sweaters and blankets too.
Also …

How about if the NGOs and businesses and Government do-good agencies paid the artists (knitters, crocheters, weavers, felters, and quilters) for the their time and creativity?

Also George … Maybe if the refugees were donated some nice wool and needles … Do you suppose they might like to knit their own? Canadian winters are not only freezing cold … They can be long and boring with nothing much to do unless you have money to go out somewhere.
Hang out in malls? Even buses cost money.

By its resolution 217 A (III) of 10 December 1948, the General Assembly, meeting in Paris, adopted the Universal Declaration of Human Rights with eight nations abstaining from the vote but none dissenting. Hernán Santa Cruz of Chile, member of the drafting sub-Committee, wrote:”
Quote from UN webpage http://www.un.org

Peace

The Rock Opera continues.

At the end of an act, Maggie turns to George
“The Veterans? You say they have the best interests of the Veterans at heart? I tell you George … The veterans I’ve spoken to all say the same thing. You might all say they are singing the same tune. Even the old vets whose memory might be a bit fuzzy. They all are singing the same tune. In order to keep it simple the song has one word. That way nobody can say they can’t remember the lyrics.

The word? Since you ask, I’ll tell you George …
Mr. Music, are you still here?

Rather … I’ll sing to you … The only word that seems to make sense at this point. You sing along with me and each of us will invite someone else to join in. On and on …
We’ll keep repeating it over and over until we have it.”

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September 21

September 21 … International Peace Day … Leonard Cohen’s 80th Birthday

Now there are two good reasons for Canadians to celebrate September 21.

We everyday ordinary run-of-the-mill older Canadians love peace and lLeonard Cohen.

A new album!

We are also happy that Cat Stevens is bringing his Peace Train back to Canada. Welcome Back Yusuf. We love you still. Imagine … after 38 years the peace train is back on the road again … Surely hope those tracks are laid all across this country

That was written then

This is now … 2015

Still hoping for peace

In our little world

http://www.peaceoneday.org/googledoodle

SciFi

Science fiction?

Think again.

So
When all the grannies
Admit defeat …
The field will be clear
For …

Exercising proprietary upmanship?
Hum?

How about restitution?

How about copyright fees? What happened to old Granny’s share for all her unpaid work all those years?

What … Folly?

Not so fast
She mustn’t …
Granny having a foreign affair!
Noooooooo …
Cannot be so!

Who gets the boot?

What?

And those who will not
Admit defeat that is …
Pills my dear

Pills?

Watson, pills

As is …

Don’t forget to read the labels … And the disclaimers … And the guarantees …
Adequacy

“Pay close attention to what the doctor tells you … “That is what my old granny always advised.
“Health Canada cannot guarantee the accuracy, timeliness and completeness of this information.”

And … No crying over that spoiled Devon Cream … Just clean up the mess … oh yes … and pay Granny for her contributions.

What

Freedom to build bombs?
Employment for
Those jobless workers

Support for orphans?

And out from the shadows
More orphans were creeping
How many were there Granny asks
And from where did they come?

Freedom to compete
Education otherwise
Go for the prize
The rare old prize
The ultimate pay-forward
No time to think
The pay-back time
May never come

The onus
Onus on poverty-striken and powerless to prove that the world has not treated them fairly … It is not the poor who create the rules and designate the gate-keepers, who empower the CEOs. It is not the poor who earn the six-figure incomes needed to afford the lawyers and accountants and financial advisors and all their trappings.

Accountability?
Hmmmmm

Obligation?
Hm

Compliance?
Hm

Disclosure?
Hm

Edgar Who did you say?

Subject to change without notice
“Without prior notice
No guarantee
Accuracy,
Suitability,
Timeliness … Time …
May contain error
Hm
No Liability
Enter at your own risk

Sweet contract huh?
Why so secret
Why …
What …
What else
No need read
No need know
No need think
No need ask
Just sign here
Is what the man says

And those grannies too?
Did they sign?
Paid?
How much?
How long?
Was it worth it?

Ask the shareholders

Ever wonder
The cost of peace
In Canada where
Loonies and toonies
Tip the scales
Toward the Land of the Free
And the home of the brave
Where justice topples
The American buck
Like a feather
So we compare
After all is said
Done for us
Done to us
Done in our name
Done without our consent
Or with it
What price have we paid
For those years
The promise of security
The promise of peace
What price

By the way … Joking aside … all those frequent flyer points … the grannies just might reconsider …

Submission rules? Which is what?

Give Granny just one good reason

To?

Sing … Like Helen Reddy? “I am woman let me”. …ROR?

Visit the salt mines of Soledar?

… So grannies might want to experience Ukraine Peace

Warty pome

The news they call it
Play by play
An exciting game
An inciting diversion
A holiday
From keeping up
The illusion
Of political will

No holiday however
From homelessness
From poverty
The beat goes on
Sports and war
Sports and war

Sometimes about
Patriots willing to kill
Blaming those
Cowards eager to die

Sometimes about
Martyrs willing to die
Blaming those
Monsters eager to kill

How can there be
One without the other
Are there really
People willing to kill
People willing to die

Could either group
Exist without those
Who make bombs
And swollen paychecks
And why
Why would anyone will
To kill or to die