Showing posts with label Glen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glen. Show all posts

Saturday, 25 May 2013

This little light of mine.

or: The answer is 42 (or possibly 70).                   Flower Moon                 Up, Down.                      Towel Day 

 ¿por qué estamos indignados? 
Don't panic!Contents:
        Tim DeChristopher: [Bidder 70, Quotes, k-k-Canada?:[Joe & The Boys?
                    Harper?  Justin?  Counterforce?], More Quotes],

        Other (sort'a related) stuff: [NYT Nonsense, Brazil/Bolivia Border, Uphill,
                    An Enigma, Light for a Troll, Tiny Story] ...

Tim DeChristopher in Utah after judgement, March 2010.Tim DeChristopher in Utah after judgement, March 2010.Tim DeChristopher in Utah after judgement, March 2010.
Bidder 70, Tim DeChristopher:   Here's the trailer; and the Bidder 70 film website. You can purchase a copy for $25 plus $10 (US$) shipping here. You can get to know Tim DeChristopher a bit better watching his speech at Power Shift in 2011, and by digging and delving into the Peaceful Uprising website. He has figured here often enough to get his own tag.

Why is this film important?   Even unwilling actors such as Sierra Club US are finally coming around to the reality that peaceful civil disobedience is necessary, now. Tim's action is an exemplar, an epitome. This kind of thing is not easy; neither in the execution nor in bearing the consequences, so it is a very good idea to have a close look beforehand - and this film permits such a close look. There are important lessons to be learned here.

For me three aspects are key: 1) the manner of it - peaceful and firm, spur-of-the-moment yet prepared for; 2) the thoughtful integrity of it - which also has to do with firmness; and, 3) the fearlessness of it - I almost say 'righteousness' but that has religious connotations I would not subscribe to; but sure, say 'humble & selfless righteousness'. 
Bidder 70.And there are some necessary conditions:   One bears special attention - support. In this action (as in Theresa Spence's fast on Victoria Island) the evidence is everywhere of the importance of support. At one point in the film he says, "The support ... has really been the only thing keeping me going through this. I definitely would have cracked and gone crazy if it weren't for them. Those people are carrying some of that emotional burden for me."
[46:20] Got that right.

A bit earlier he says, "It's kinda where I'm at with the larger climate movement. I know that we're probably fucked. ... It's probably far too late to defend anything close to a liveable future. The value in what we've done is that we're building this network of people willing to fight for a better world despite the odds and when things fall apart that's the kind of people we're gonna need. And that's what we've got."
[43:40] This is where groups like Transition Town pick up with 'building resilience' (which is very very good, I am not denigrating it). Except that it starts in on adaptation before we have properly tried abatement - as if there were no hope at all; accepting second (more like 3rd or 4th) best without having travelled all of the first mile.

Watch this movie, think about it.

Judge Dee Benson.Judge Dee Benson.Judge Dee Benson.Utah District Court Judge Dee Vance Benson only appears here because I think his profile should be raised in the same way that Invisible Children want to raise the profile of Joseph Kony - he and his minions must be driven out from under their rocks - and there were no images of him in the film, must'a bin a deference thing. 
Meanwhile back at the ranch the cabinet is all wanking in public:
Joe Oliver & (piece of) Kent in Europe, and Stephen Harper in New York.

The closest I see to anything approximating commentary is Jeff Simpson in the Globe: Bitumen needed statesmen, not salesmen. Beside a NYT article of about the same vintage (Foes Suggest a Tradeoff if Pipeline Is Approved) it looks ... sort'a good ... but they are all lame-as-fuck-useless jizz artists.

Joe Oliver - deer in the headlights.The politicians are doing their jobs as they see them, with a gold plated pension waiting at the end of the rainbow. I guess there is a pension in it for Jeff Simpson & John Broder too then. Play it out for whatever it's worth boys!

Although Joe Oliver does look a bit like a deer in the headlights sometimes, stretched; a cross between a deer and a sheep maybe. When he quits and takes a fat job somewhere like Jim Prentice did, everyone will say what a well-respected man he is, well liked, personable.

Rick Salutin has some thoughts in this general zone: Death of the salesmen - From Willy Loman to Joe Oliver.
"I'm for hiya, please don't call me a liya."
He and his idiot compañeros trash Jim Hansen, Al Gore; impugn the IPCC; stonewall the Canadian scientists who call them on their nonsense - it's all bullshit bluster but their constituency either does not understand or doesn't care - they seem to thrive on vegepap. (False) anger is a cover for guilt too I guess. I still assume that these guys are smart enough to know better. Who knows? Maybe that's it. Maybe they aren't. Maybe you can be smart enough to win an election and still not be able to read the writing on the wall. Hard to imagine. 
Jean-Michel Basquiat, Dustheads, 1982.Jean-Michel Basquiat, Philistines, 1982.Jean-Michel Basquiat, Philistines, 1982.
Except that ... Stephen Harper may be a Philistine, almost certainly is, but he doesn't look like a dusthead in this Q&A session at the Council on Foreign Relations in New York City recently (action starts at minute 13 and goes for just over an hour); sourced at CFR. Twisted lies & dissembling sure, but competently delivered (and more), unless the questions were scripted (but it doesn't look that way to me). Something to think about.

Brigette DePape is at it again. What a good girl she is! Here's her plea for coinage (which worked on me): on the Shit Harper Did campaign page, and on YouTube.

Canadian government tar sand ad in US papers.Canadian government tar sand ad in US papers.Anxious & insecure Canadian governments are running full-page ads in the Washington papers they figgure are read inside the Beltway at $5-10 grand a day per page. The papers tell (A, B, C) but don't show.

So?
Where's the counterforce?
 
Justin Trudeau & Patrick Brazeau.Justin Trudeau & piece of Kent.Could it be our k-k-Captain Canada?
Is it ... Justin Trudeau?


YES! He defeats Patrick Brazeau even before the good Senator is proven a scallywag. YES! He properly names Peter Kent - lookin' all the while like the anonymous star of V for Vendetta. YES! He rides smoothly over Stephen Harper's scurrilous girly-boy attack ads.

YES! He's a fricken HERO!                         Sensible substance? Not so much ...
Justin Trudeau on Keystone.Justin Trudeau on CNOOC.Justin Trudeau on FIPA.Justin Trudeau on Growth.
You can read a more-or-less even-handed critique: Why Justin Trudeau May Be More Dangerous than Harper; or you can read his own words: CNOOC-Nexen deal is good for Canada. Only thing we agree on is that it would be better to fix the Senate than scrap it. But who really cares about the Senate?

[In case you don't feel like Bing'ing it: FIPA is the Canada/China Foreign Investment Protection Agreement; and CNOOC is China National Offshore Oil Corporation. A-and Damien Gillis is so polite in his critique ... Justin had a father, but he has a mother too, and she was a Sinclair before she was a Trudeau, eh?]

Oh, and Justin, there's not going to be a 'next wave of growth for the middle class'. We had one of those already and it is not clear yet that civilization or humanity or the planetary ecosystem will survive it. 
Is it with the public intellectuals?   Two letters from Mark Jaccard and a growing list of knowledgeable & respected people. In February it was six: a letter with John Abraham, John Stone, Danny Harvey, Bill McKibben, & Tzeporah Berman; now it is a dozen: another letter with Jim Bruce, James Byrne, Simon Donner, James Drummond, David Keith (a surprise?), Damon Matthews, Gordon McBean, David Sauchyn, John Smol, John Stone, & Kirsten Zickfeld. Ostensibly heavyweights.

OK ... so I sent them all an email, a message telling it as well as I am able to:
Friends, (I say 'friends' though I do not know you; for what are I hope obvious reasons.)

            I read your recent letters with Mark Jaccard with interest and applause (here and here). Clearly you all understand the profound crisis facing not just Canada but the planet; however, with great respect, I do not believe this kind of effort is enough to bring about the changes we all know are necessary.
            This morning I am thinking of the example of Tim DeChristopher. I watched a film of his story over the weekend, 'Bidder 70' (available here - they were quite quick in sending me a copy - or if you give me a mailing address I will send one, I do not really think he will object to this small breach of copyright).
            Look at what he accomplished with the sacrifice of two years of his life. Not a small sacrifice. Not a small accomplishment.
            What actions might be undertaken in Canada at this scale and this level of creativity? I do not have your kind of position or authority; and indeed, looking down the barrels of this particular shotgun for as long as I have has largely unnerved me so I am ... about half-crazy (as you can see from my writings here); but I still do believe there is time to stop the madness if enough like Tim with imagination and savvy commitment, will step up and act.
            If you are willing to consider this question (or even if you are not but have any thought at all on what I have said here) then I would gladly think about it with you; and will appreciate any reply.
Have to wait now and see what comes of it.   
[See 'Dénouement' below.
... and some days I do wish hope would die.] 

"I think in the next couple of years the climate movement is either gonna succeed or it's gonna end because it'll be too late." [19:00]

"My job as I see it is to keep you out of jail. To me you would be much more effective in doing what you've been doing during the last two years of being an activist, speaking out, getting other people to join." (Patrick Shea)
"I don't feel like that's been very effective and it's part of that lack of results that drives me to use this opportunity with the trial for as much as I can get out of it."
[33:50]

A foreshadowing of, "The democratic party, liberals are clearly choosing to be the party of cowardly chickenshits that are afraid to fight for their values."
[42:20] perhaps. See if you can find Parick Shea in the photograph below.

"The way the environmental movement has been for the past thirty years ... it's not working. Our team is getting slaughtered. The refs have been paid off. And the other side is playing with dirty tricks. And so it's no longer acceptable for us to stay in the stands. It's time to rush the field and it's time to stop the game."
[59:34]
Tim DeChristopher salute.Tim DeChristopher salute.Tim DeChristopher salute.[Yup.] 

A not-quite-random selection of NYT articles:

        1) Massacre in Nigeria Spurs Outcry Over Military Tactics;
        2) Cop killer is first woman on FBI most wanted terrorist list;
        3) Suicide Rates Rise Sharply in U.S.;
        4) U.S. Spending Cuts Seen as Key in Slowing Growth; and,
        5) Who Can Take Republicans Seriously? and they allowed my comment.

A better question might be "Who can take Democrats seciously?"
                It was Obama & Salazar who charged Tim DeChristopher remember, not W.
Or, "Who can take The New York Times seriously?"
Or, "Who can take any part of America seriously?" Or ... "Who can take k-k-Canada seriously?" Or ... or ... ANYTHING!

There is an ELEPHANT in the room folks. Yes there is. You can dither and dally as much as you like over whatever pissant & picayune fancies appeal to your sensibilities. Fill your boots. Makes no nevermind.
 
        niever monde.

                    be naieve in night nigh wor(l)ds             (o hum)
                    an perhappenings the whirld's end
                    with a sigh               tuuuuuuuuus             that breath  
        outlet with all my ploysuns in again


                                                                       
From Umwelt Preface, Keith Ecclestone 1969.
 
 
(You can't say yes and you can't say no but you'll be right there when the whistle blows.) 
NASA: Brazil/Bolivia border along Madeira River.Expanded view of Pando Department of Bolivia from GoogleEarth.Expanded view of Pando Department of Bolivia from GoogleEarth.
Brazil cf Bolivia:   Once a month or so The Guardian publishes a collection of satellite photographs. This month one of them caught my eye: # 15, with the caption, "The river-delineated border between western Brazil's Acre province (upper left), and northwestern Bolivia's Pando department (lower right), demarcates a remarkable difference in land use."

The photograph is NASA #PIA16991. It was taken in 2008. Who knows why it is published now? Or why the description does not name the rivers that feature so prominently? Google Maps doesn't help to identify the rivers, but Wikipedia does: between the (northern) Madeira and (southern) Madre dos Dios rivers is a relatively undeveloped zone - most of the Pando department of Bolivia.

[And a beard in her ear that tickled and said: "Have some madeira, m'dear."]

An accident of history rather than any policy of the Bolivian government or Evo Morales, that's my guess - but still, a nice symmetry showing up there there don't you think?
[I did try Raisg (as promised) and got nowhere - some kind of technical glitch I think. Oh well.] 

An uphill struggle, standing watch and constantly on guard:   Call it trying to sweep water or herd cats - both internally & externally, exhausting in either landscape. It's like ... hoping against hope for a substantive positive sign ... and the silly concupiscent BC voters opt for economic growth instead; and it begins to looks as if the outrageous lies of Harper and his cabinet may be paying off.    UNBELIEVABLE!

My anima signals ¡Ya basta!"And I wanna let go and I can't let go no more." (Mis-quoted perhaps, but it don't look like very Solid Rock to me anyway.) Dig deep, unwrap the heavy-duty spells: Dylan's Solid Rock, This Little Light of Mine; aces from Tyrone Slothrop and John Goodman. The Stones, All Down the Line & Last Time. Spells that work as well as they do.   Cheer up, things could be worse - so he cheers up and sure enough, things get worse.

Lightweights like Jørgen Randers in his '2052: A Global Forecast for the Next Forty Years' tell us: "don’t teach your children to love the wilderness ... better to rear a new generation that find peace in the megacity." George Monbiot embraces (closely I hope) nuclear energy. Mark Lynas goes for GMO & nuclear. Al Gore indulges (what I have to imagine is) an extended and purposely over-complexified & opaque defence reaction in 'The Future: Six Drivers ...'.    VEGEPAP!   
[But not Gwynne Dyer & Jim Hansen, see below.]

Who can blame them? It is all straight uphill once you take the blinkers off, and it is tough, very tough. No surprise if people just wear out - they deserve compassion.

I sit here hypnotized & enervated by one of the heads of the very snake: a troll - turned to stone beneath the bridge, not by sunlight this time but by some other thing, whatever you call the light that comes from an LCD screen, ghost light.    BAD JUJU! 
Long Harbour Newfoundland.There is sporadic activity on a blog I follow, Sandy Pond Alliance:
In March came: Tailings Pond Regulations Draw a Wave of Protest (from Resource Investing News).

And in April (belatedly since the letter was published on March 26) came: Full Speed Ahead pointing out a Letter to the Editor - pdf & on the Telegram's website.
I know Long Harbour, I've been there. It's not just in tar sand country that there are tailings ponds eh? The good people of Long Harbour were glad to see Vale comin' - new roads, new Fire Hall, jobs - just like the folks in B.C.'s recent election. Vale has gone ahead of whatever the court's decision may be and 'prepared' the pond to receive their local donation so it's 9/10ths fucked already. This tends to take the wind out of the sails of the protestors, understandable. The touted 'wave of protest' has not reached me - but then, nothing does.

Most reports are exaggerated, dramatic, wishful, uninformed - the struggle goes on there too, trying to sort wheat from chaff, constant, unrelenting.

Of course Gwynne Dyer supports GMO & nuclear too - but he talks such sense otherwise ... see Looming carbon bubble means both financial and physical meltdown. And Jim Hansen stamps his approval on nuclear in 'Storms of my Grandchildren' but knows (I think) that the financial side does not compute in the time available.

If there's nothing left in here but ...     Defiance! & ¡Ya basta!
... that's just how it goes. 

Sure, I follow the 'Stats' tab on the Blogger dashboard. It doesn't give details of specific visits like Site Meter (which I removed following a discussion with my son) but gives an indication of where visitors are coming from in general terms and what they may be looking at (its the titties!).

Then suddenly a few weeks ago there are hundreds and hundreds of hits from a URL called current.com, which turns out to be a FOX/CNN wannabe recently acquired by Al Jazeera ... (?); that traffic disappears after a while but then it's the same story from vk.com, the Russian version of Orkut ... (?) Seems to stop but soon returns: now it's topblogstories.com, tkdot.com ... the list goes on (now that I am paying attention) all redirecting & funnelling into flf-course.com, some weight-loss shill. (?)

Can't help but wonder wtf is going on? I can't see a benefit? For anyone? Overall visits to this blog are ~200 per day and haven't changed much for years (by far most wanting t&a like this).

Wassup? No idea. None. Mist-e-fied.

[How many L's in 'funnelling'? OED search gives four for 2 and one for 1; Google gives 400k for 2 and 1¾ million for 1. Wikipedia looks like it settles for 1. Call it a draw then.] 

It's OK for a woman of 80 to be more-or-less in this state; look here, in May 1st's Globe: I'm a sexually liberated woman, finally - at age 80. Well ... I'm not 80 but there have been some hard miles eh? She gets approbation, gets to be 'lovely' and I get to be a dirty old Internet troll - it's not fair!

Fannie Lou Hamer.Fannie Lou Hamer.Fannie Lou Hamer.If it's crazy madness for me to think there is some kind of grace in this logorrhœic blogging nonsense; something useful even, some inkling provided for someone I know nothing about somewhere somewhen, so be it; and if it's not grace, that's OK too.

All of which makes very small potatoes beside the likes of Fannie Lou Hamer; for a man who lived through the times and never heard of her until today (while looking into the tune below).

This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

                      (A version by The Lower Lights.)

The artist who sang it in the film is Elizabeth
Mitchell
which she recorded on a Folkways/
Smithsonian Album, Sunny Day.
 
 
"Architects are people who eat light."
        (Glen Milne)

I have watched Bidder 70 five or six times already (and may watch it several more times if I am successful in bringing it to Toronto) with no slackening of interest. This is (to me) solid proof of its merit.
 
Old Lady:    He is supposed to be in the creche minding the babies but they are asleep and there are others there to watch over them. He slips in to listen to the sermon, under the balcony at the back, behind the pews.

An old black lady is sitting in the last pew; not alone - the church is nearly full that Sunday - but not quite beside anyone either. Her shoulders are shaking so stealthily that at first he cannot make it out. There are few blacks in this congregation so he recognizes her but does not know her name - an old lady in a flowery dress and hat with her purse on her knees.

And she is sitting in the very last pew, silently weeping.

And he thinks, "If I just put my hand out now onto her shoulder she will be comforted and it will make all the difference," but he is afraid.



{155} 

And another joke my father used to tell:

A little boy at the breakfast table is about to eat a stack of pancakes. He says to his father, "Pass the 'lasses, please." His mother corrects him, "Don't you mean molasses son?" To which the boy replies, "How can I have mo'lasses, when I ain't had no lasses yit!" 
Dénouement:   A long wait; a dozen days (which explains the more than usually over-worked punctuation & HTML). I soon realized there'd be nothing. Mark Jaccard published my comment on the second letter and that was it. Not one reply. (Can't say yes and you can't say no.) So then ... Short answer: There is no counterforce.

Ben Sargent: Extinct Creatures.Joe Oliver's response is ... perfect; you'd have to call it perfect - he's a fossil.

It's OK, waiting is good; fits into that Buddhist 8-fold path thing somewhere or other. What to do? ... Keep waiting. What else?

[Here, this might make you laugh: Bill Maher with Lost Cats & Condoms. And on the up side, Belo Sun is tanking (take the 'year' view) - a bad 'prefeasibility' study (whatever that is?) apparently.

And anyway, the important thing about the B.C. election was that the professional pollsters screwed the pooch; the very last bit of this Rick Salutin rant tells it: "Something's going on in the public mind that none of the experts expected or has an explanation for. I love it when that happens."]

Then again ... who knows? I do a tour of a few Toronto activist websites: Stop Line 9 & TCAN f'rinstance; an' there ain't much happ'nin' there ... maybe everyone has been utterly defeated & undone by despair and I just never heard about it - there's no there there - and I'm the last one standing (or sitting as the case may be).

Rir par não chorar. :-)How would I know? It would be hilarious if in the end it is forebearance that does us all in. Truth be told gentle reader: I'm just as happy this way; relieved let's say.

As pessoas costumam estar fora, e aprendam eventualmente a gostar o que costumam.
Esteja bem.
[That is if you credit a salutation from a dimwit who only learned today that Black Death is 'bubonic' plague not 'dubonic' (thanks to Gwynne Dyer & the OED for that).] 
Coke.Bill Koch.Charles Koch.David Koch.Julia Koch.Petcoke, Detroit.Koch Industries.
Coke, Koch, Koch, Koch, Pet, Petcoke, Koch.
André Dahmer/Malvados: buscar alegria em lugares tristes.André Dahmer/Malvados: buscar alegria em lugares tristes.André Dahmer/Malvados: buscar alegria em lugares tristes.
            I wasted another day sharing cute links on Facebook.
            And you think this is normal?
            People get used to looking for happiness in sad places.
 ¿por qué estamos indignados? 
 
"This is not an ideological revolution. It is driven by an authentic desire to get what you need."
Down.

Thursday, 25 April 2013

Compos mentis (or not) and home.

"Gimme a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
Shotgun fired and away I ran."                                                                                 Up, Down.                       Full Moon 

Snowdrops, Galanthus: Greek gála/milkContents:   Boto, Watershed:(Cognitive Maps, Muskoka Watershed, Internet Odyssey, Try Again, Bala Falls, Layers), Home, Tar Sand Terrorist, Cracked Pot.

The April full moon (with a partial eclipse this year but not visible from North or South America - I wish I were clever enough to understand such wrinkles) is known as Pink Moon, Sprouting Grass and Egg Moon - spring in full swing imagery; that lovely & desireable 7-ball, the pink one, coming just before the dreadful black one. Shoures soote/sweet showers. 

Boto, river dolphin.Boto, river dolphin.Boto, river dolphin.
Sometimes we found a dolphin had gotten into our cod trap (in Placentia Bay) and not been able to get out again. Rarely they were OK and we would let them go but mostly they had beaten themselves up so badly on the twine that they were exhausted and near death. Surprising to learn how delicate their skin is. We called them 'puffin pigs' and when we brought one in there was celebration because in a community with a limited diet they were a delicacy.

Little ditties like: "You can fool some of the people all of the time and all of the people some of the time but you can't fool all of the people all of the time."
  ["Abraham Lincoln said that. 'You can be in my dream if I can be in yours,' I said that." :-) ]   have a certain symmetry; there is a name for this kind of figure somewhere I am sure.

Join that up with 'feet of clay' and the ubiquitous foolishness (stupidity) in human lives if you can - that's the exercise here today. 
Cognitive maps:   It was a new and powerful paradigm when I learned of it from Glen; and I have embroidered it just a little since then to a view of how sense comes to be - that there is stepwise integration involved.

When it comes to a 'watershed' (which is of itself a largeish notion) the essentials (it seems to me) are naming the beginning and end; preferably recognizable names for where the water comes from and where it goes to. 'Algonquin Park' & 'Georgian Bay' are a start to be sure, even sufficient, but they (seem to me to) need qualification, specification. Since there are at least several sources in Algonquin Park and two outlets into Georgian Bay, four names are a minimum; and not in the descriptive text - on a map, in a picture (given that it is now the 21st century).

'From sea to shining sea', 'do Oiapoque ao Chuí'; from Islet & Rain lakes; from McRaney, West Harry, Little Joe & Burnt Island lakes; from Big Porcupine Lake; to Moon & Musquash rivers and Go Home Lake (and if 'Moon River' isn't evocative then perhaps you are too young to know the film Breakfast at Tiffany's or Audrey Hepburn singing the tune). 
Muskoka watershed object lesson:   From a rich 'umwelt': comprising travels with my father into many of its corners, and on my own, and a family anchor in the midst of it; I set out to follow the 'Friends of the Muskoka Watershed' thread mentioned in Peter Sale's presentation on Saturday; an Internet Odyssey ...

Well to consider Nicholas Carr's essay from 2008 and his 2011 book The Shallows before casting off. I like to think I find some of the best of it ... but then, cocaine addicts often talk that way too eh?

It does quickly turn up the Muskoka Watershed Council website where the 'Watersheds' drop-list takes me to the Muskoka River Watershed, and two maps: an overall 'impression; and a schematic - but neither sheds much actual light and less heat. 
Odyssey:   Following their link to the Ontario Ministry of Natural Resources Muskoka River Water Management Plan List of Documents, and assuming (incorrectly) that Section 3 - Physical and Biological Environment (.pdf) will have the best maps ... download and 19 pages in come three large-scale, low-resolution, out of focus (what to call them?) images? - shedding almost no additional light or heat. Illegible.

So Google around until some Ontario Ministry of Transportation road maps emerge - large-scale, high-resolution AND the rivers and lakes are mostly named. Here they are:
Muskoka Watershed Council map.Muskoka Watershed Council schematic.Muskoka Watershed Council schematic.Muskoka River Water Management Plan sample.Ontario Ministry of Transportation road map.
[But assumptions taken for granted, even apparently elementary ones, are always dangerous.] 

Choked and frustrated (but lucky); only going back to the List of Documents looking for provenance: authors and dates and the like, just to tidy up the crumbs that had fallen out; turns up Section 2 - Introduction containing what follows as well as the original schematic from above:
Muskoka Watershed key.Muskoka Watershed map.Muskoka Watershed map.
Taken in order: key, schematic, and detail; they now tell an almost sensible story (if the north arrows were all pointing the same) and comprise a set of inputs to a plausible cognitive map.

Many hours - about a full 10-hour day - spent digging and delving to find the little that is here gentle reader; and another hour or two translating it into more-or-less presentable HTML. My daughter says such things are done 'for yourself' (she views it as a sort of 'journaling' activity, a diversion) but it ain't so; and for all the closeness we share I cannot get this point across.

I mentioned this the last time I remember. Is there is a Karma? A magical balance cosmically enforced as a reward for adherence to the Golden Rule? It just doesn't seem to me to work like that. "Kicking at the darkness till it bleeds daylight," (as Bruce Cockburn says) is more like it. 
Muskoka Watershed Council schematic, Bala detail.Bala Falls:   What the loop around Bala (on the schematic) means I am unable to clearly understand. Nothing anywhere corresponds to it for me. A diversion of some kind possibly? A mistake?

I digressed briefly into finding out what's up with Bala falls: a 3-5 megawatt power plant near the south end of the existing north dam; I have paddled across and around the immediate area and still can't picture it. Imagine! (But I was drunk at the time. :-)

These aerial photographs make some sense of it:
Bala Falls.Bala Falls.Bala Falls.Bala Falls.
Or (if you feel like some abuse) you can try consulting Google Maps.
 
There has been (and continues) some political controversy around this issue. The best (nearly perfect) summing up I heard (in a conversation not on the Internet) is, "If the palaces they are building on the shores of the lakes were mandated energy-neutral there would be no need for it."

Why would a legal lever even be needed? These people can certainly afford it. 
Layers of bafflement:   If the plant is unnecessary then one wonders how many ergs dynes and joules of (very well paid-for) mental energy have gone into deciding its fate?
Alice Murphy & Tony Clement.Tony Clement & John Klinck.Tony Clement & Norm Miller.
There are layers upon (superfluous) layers: federal, provincial, county (district), and town (and township); not to mention various (competing) ministries on several of those layers, electoral boundaries, institutions to promote tourism, Chambers of Commerce, native communities & 'First Nations' etcetera etcetera etcetera ... each of them getting their 10%. I gave up in the end trying to make sense of it, not because I am unable but because (even for me) it is too depressing - except maybe for largely volunteer groups like FMW.
Ontario Counties.Parry Sound-Muskoka provincial electoral district.District Municipality of Muskoka.
A few links:
        Bala Falls Small Hydro Project, Alice Murphy the Mayor of Muskoka Lakes,
        District Municipality of Muskoka (Wikipedia), District Municipality of Muskoka (their website),
        and a rather good (and accessible) GIS of the District Municipality of Muskoka
        (on an iCompass platform - for a good slice of someone's 10% no doubt). 
“Home is the place where, when you have to go there,
they have to take you in.”                         Robert Frost, The Death of the Hired Man ~1915.
Birthday party.Birthday party.Birthday party.
My father was an American, somewhere along the line he read Frost I guess, or his father did, probably both, and this was a central pillar in our family life, the central pillar for as long as he lived. He died one summer. I have a letter from him just before Christmas the year before; not to me, a copy of a letter to someone else.

He says, "Our children have been a tower of strength." This is such a lie. His children ignored him and abandoned him to his fate. He died alone on his birthday.

He would not come to our house for Christmas that year so we went to him - and it was a debacle: our dog illegally in the apartment, a fire so the dog was revealed, and finally, ructions that led to our leaving for home on Christmas afternoon. Desperate. He also says, "... the hope that in whomever you believe will shower his blessings upon you." This makes me smile because he himself imagined no 'whomever'. 
These kinds of lies seem to have an affinity for bourgeois foundations. They migrate subtly to essential structural positions and await their moment to fail. I believed the one from Robert Frost; easy to do since like I said, it was true, he made it so as long as he lived. But it died with him and (such is the power of belief) it has taken thirty years to figgure out.

The poem may be misconstrued without some appreciation of subtlety: primarily the relief at the death, if not explicitly in the protagonists then in the reader - though how much of this is Frost's intention is unclear.

Or - taking a more cynical view - maybe that's the best to be expected: a place to die and nothing more. ... In that movie ... the samurai with the bamboo sword ... ? ... Ah! Harakiri 1962. I can't remember if he goes through with it ... (watched it again) ... sort of. 
Peter Kent & Diana McQueen.A report comes from the Vancouver Sun on Earth Day: Oilsands pollution levels not a concern say Ottawa & Alberta.

Toxic Canada, bittersweet.Peter Kent doesn't look very happy about it - maybe there is a vestigial scintilla of conscience still operating in there somewhere. He (or his minions) say, "Overall, the levels of contaminants in water and in air are not a cause for concern," with a wide range of weasel words in support.

Toxic Canada, bittersweet.I am a simple man so I just reply straight: "That's a damned lie!" I know it's a lie because I worked on a tar sands project - Kearl Lake - and all of the commissioning engineers I worked with knew. We didn't speak about it very often but sometimes we did.

Cooler heads provide better scientific and rational analysis of this ridiculous nonsense. While I weep because I know time is running out.

There are more reports of terrorist activity by Canadians this year: the Amenas hostage crisis; and the recent 'planned derailment'. But for me they bring up memories of the RCMP blowing up a tool shack during their war on Wiebo Ludwig; and of the general incompetence of the 'Toronto 18' and nevermind Judge John Sproat on entrapment.

Toxic Canada, bittersweet.I guess it is a matter of time for a zero-tolerance regime to bust me for posting images of our flag as a toxic symbol. Represented as it is by intellectual giants such as Joe Oliver who calls environmentalists 'terrorists' and is ready to drink the water from tar sands tailing ponds (I really wanna be there for that - the whole cabinet should do it). The mass media style book is coming back 'on message' - at the Vancouver Sun at least - to 'oilsands' from ' tar sands'; but, you know ... a rose is a rose eh? 

Boto, river dolphin.Boto, river dolphin.A cracked pot gentle reader, my beloved aunt used to say, "Why you're nothing but a crank!" ... so sorry, but just possibly a tiny step up from ... spam? Can't say. And :-)yes, I now identify with that river dolphin there.
Be well. 

André Dahmer: Malvados.André Dahmer: Malvados.André Dahmer: Malvados.
The life and work of Terêncio Horto:
        I am completely unhappy but I can manage a forced smile even in the worst moments of depression.
        I dissemble, right? Yes, but saying that causes me even more suffering.

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