Plain Talking

Not all of you have a subscription to the National Post.

Maybe some of you would still enjoy this proposed list of questions for our political leaders from John Robson, even if you don’t agree with his evident small-c conservative or even libertarian philosophy:

“If you doubt me, imagine what their leaders would mumble, if cornered, on the following questions that I’d insist on asking firmly and repeatedly with zero patience for evasions, bait-and-switch, impenetrable syntax or pre-chewed talking points:

    • Is government in Canada too big? If so, what would you get rid of? If not, how would you pay for it?
    • Why can’t we do health care the way the French or Swedes do instead of the way Cuba does? (Anyone who drags in “American-style health care” immediately has their mic cut off.)
    • Is China friend, foe or simply a foreign entity pursuing its own national interest?
    • Does Canada need capable armed forces? If so, what do we need and how much are you ready to spend? If not, how do we deal with a dangerous world?
    • Is the world dangerous? If not, how do you explain the entire course of human history? If so, why aren’t you more worried?
    • Why do we deliberately raise the price of food for the poor through supply management? (Maxime Bernier can just sit and smirk during this one. Andrew Scheer can’t.)
    • Why is Canada the only democracy without any sort of abortion law (Vietnam also has none but even Cuba regulates late-term ones) when most Canadians want some restrictions?
    • Does man-made climate change threaten civilization within the next decade or three? If so, how are we going to get rid of fossil fuels pronto and what will we replace them with? If not, why won’t you call global warming alarmism baloney?
    • How should Canada’s national interest factor into our immigration policies? Is there a level of immigration that you believe would be beyond our capability to absorb?
    • Do you really think Canadian Indigenous bands are separate nations? If so, when will you explicitly legislate that Canadian law does not apply on their territories and open embassies? If not, why do you pretend to? Won’t they be annoyed when they realize you’re lying again?
    • Where do you get your ideas of right and wrong? If “the Catholic church,” why aren’t your policies remotely consistent with Church doctrine? If “from within,” how do you know you’re right? If “there’s no such thing as right and wrong,” how can we trust you to do what’s right?
    • How large, of all that human hearts endure, is that part that laws and governments can cure?

There. I wouldn’t be the first person thrown off a campaign plane, possibly by other journalists. But with that list I can reasonably aspire to be the first to go out the door in mid-flight.”

 

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Waving to Ken

Last Saturday was the opening of Ottawa’s first light-rail-transit (LRT) line: to call it a system would be premature. This past week has been its first week-in-use.

The media are all over it, reminding us of the $2.1 billion cost, the construction delay, the 10% of commuters who have longer commutes with the hybrid bus/train system, the tests the train failed, and the ongoing implementation hiccups. Continue reading

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Kinda Buggy

This year, the fall equinox arrives in the wee small hours of 23 Sep. Who moved it from the 20th/21st? Who authorized this change? Did anyone check with NASA? Will Spring also be late?

In sublime disregard for these calendrical shenanigans, our Ottawa weather is doing its usual thing for this time of year. Daytime highs in the 20s (even the high 20s) seem to promise an endless summer; overnight single-digit lows warn that autumn is coming. Continue reading

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Wow, Meh, Yuck

Isabel never saw a movie she didn’t like
until she was 30.

That’s my father speaking: Well, it’s my father’s voice in my head. I remember it clearly, although I’ve long-since forgotten who (besides me) he was sharing this insight with. And I never knew whether he was identifying a sad lack of discrimination or a happy ability to be pleased with whatever came by. Continue reading

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Not Yet

Upright great egret with wind ruffling feathers

Are my photographs “art”? I ask because Seth had a post about art today.

Art is a human activity.

OK, good so far. I’m human.

Gorse growing up through razor wire atop concrete wall

It is the creation of something new,
something that might not work,
something that causes a viewer to be influenced.

Check, definitely check, hmm.

View along driftwood log on rocky beach with inlet and mountains in background.

Art uses context and culture to send a message.
Instead of only a contribution of beauty or craft, art adds intent.
The artist works to create something generous, something that will change us.

Well, if my photos send a message beyond “Wow, look at this” or “Wow, look at it from over here,” it’s unintentional.

4-photo collage of Roosevelt Lake Bridge

Art isn’t painting or canvas or prettiness.
Art is work that matters.
It’s entirely possible that you’re an artist.
Everyone can be, if we choose.
Seth Godin

Boy, I’m not so sure it’s only about choosing and, I presume, being willing to put in the work. Using images to communicate isn’t just a skill: It’s a way of thinking. Maybe a way of being in the world. I’m not sure I can just choose to be an artist, any more than I can choose to be a bee.

Honeybee dusted with pollen on top of Black-eyed Susan

Don’t misunderstand. I’m thrilled when I get photos I think are pretty or interesting. Or fun.

Accidental face on a space heater,made by two dials and an "On" light

I think I’m gonna throw up.

I’m delighted when others enjoy them too. But I don’t think they’re art.

Not yet. Maybe not ever.

Reflection of two palm trees in car bodyAnd that’s OK. Because enjoying photography for its own sake is a human activity too.

 

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Palindrome Tenday, 2019

Happy Day 1 of 2019’s Palindrome Tenday. You might see it advertised as Palindrome Week but as we discussed last yearDare I suggest “as we agreed”? — calling a 10-day event a “Week” is just wrong.

Last year the Tenday was in August; next year — the much-anticipated 2020 — won’t have one, at least not with this date format. Yes, in the m-dd-yy format, this year concludes our run of Palindrome Tendays this century.

So enjoy! Enjoy today especially, because it’s a palindrome in another date format: m-dd-yyyy.

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Speak of the Devil

He’s hit 13 of the last 13 fairways.
He’s had no bogeys in 87 holes.
She hasn’t two-putted today.

What’s next? A missed fairway, a two-putt, a bogey. Naturally.

In each case, the subject of the on-air commentary is oblivious to it. But in each case, the golfer then fails to continue the streak (if it’s positive) or does the very thing being ruled out (if it’s negative). Ah, the announcer’s curse.

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Hummers, Echo Bay

I have whinged before about the difficulty of getting good shots of hummingbirds; “good” here meaning “worthy of National Geographic.” An unreasonable standard, I realize.

I have only occasional access to hummingbirds, and then not usually in bright sunlight. That matters: To freeze the hummer’s wings I have to use a really fast shutter. If the light is anything less than extraordinary, that shutter speed makes for a poor-resolution shot. Oh, the horror.

And, of course, hummingbirds don’t stop. Ever. Continue reading

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Is It Gonna Blow?

My mail is here and my awaited parcel is too. Callooh callay. And surprise surprise surprise. Although Canada’s and America’s respective border agencies now share details of *our* ins-&-outs, it seems that tracking packages is just too tricky: Against all expectation, there is no app for that. So, after leaving virtual breadcrumbs across several American States, my parcel disappeared from a New York distribution depot a few days ago. Last seen, headed North. Continue reading

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