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As to why all this has been banished from official memory, it has everything to do with the way postmodern historians, pseudo-left academic activists and a succession of Liberal politicians have shaped the way we are allowed to talk about ourselves. About the way we are instructed to talk about slavery, about racism, immigration and the dynamic role Indigenous people played in building a new world from the late 1700s to well into the 20th century. - Emancipation Day: Against Revisionism, by Terry Glavin
Posted: 2025 Aug 03
Tag Archives: Family
An At-home Failure
What’s changed in the world since the Edmonton Elks last won at home? Not enough. Continue reading
Sum-up Saturday
Get out that scorecard. Continue reading
Posted in Appreciating Deeply, Feeling Clearly, Relationships and Behaviour
Tagged Attitudes, Community, Family
11 Comments
My Whole Life
I am a one-kid illustration for glump. glump: to look glum: FROWN Sitting at the bottom of the stairs that lead up to the half of our storey-and-a-half house in Edmonton, my head hangs, my shoulders slump. Can you blame … Continue reading
Posted in Feeling Clearly, Laughing Frequently, Mortality, New Perspectives
Tagged Aging, Attitudes, Family
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Never Ever
Plus ca change? Maybe. Continue reading
Three Hands
Remember when? Continue reading
The Post of Christmas Past
A curated selection of previous Christmas-themed posts. Continue reading
Posted in Appreciating Deeply, Feeling Clearly, Laughing Frequently
Tagged Christmas, Family
4 Comments
Breaking News!
This just in! Continue reading
Posted in Appreciating Deeply, Feeling Clearly, Through History
Tagged Christmas, Family
10 Comments
Arrive/Appear/Emerge
Surely some revelation is at hand. Continue reading
Posted in Appreciating Deeply, Feeling Clearly, Through the Calendar
Tagged Christmas, Culture, Family
12 Comments
Thanks for the Memories
Where would we be without red cabbage? And a sense of smell? Continue reading