My Takes

Just my humble opinion…

Dating Naked And Afraid

Csupasz túlélők / Naked and Afraid

Csupasz túlélők / Naked and Afraid (Photo credit: lwpkommunikacio)

A while ago, I predicted it wouldn’t be long before reality shows started showing people in the nude.  I didn’t have to wait long. ‘Naked And Afraid’ and ‘Dating Naked’ are two television shows that aim to capitalize on society’s fixation with nudity.  Naked And Afraid is a show very much like Survivor but involves two couples trying to survive the wilds while in the buff.  Dating Naked is just that, a dating show with the suitors all nude.

I am not sure what to make of all this.  I also predicted live killings would soon be aired on television, garnering large audiences. Dear God please don’t let us fall that far!  I understand the premise of the show but please tell me again why the nakedness…

Gaza boys bombed after sneaking out to play on beach latest casualties in Israel, Hamas battle

Enigma:

Stop already!

Originally posted on National Post | News:

GAZA CITY, Gaza Strip – The four Bakr boys were young cousins, the children of Gaza fishermen who had ordered them to stay indoors – and especially away from the beach. But cooped up for nine days during Israeli bombardments, the children defied their parents and went to the seaside Wednesday afternoon, the eldest shooing away his little brother, telling him it was too dangerous.

As they clambered over a beach jetty in the late afternoon sun, a blast hit a nearby shack. One was killed instantly. The others ran. There was a second blast, and three more bodies littered the sand. One was charred, missing a leg, and another lay motionless, his curly head intact, his legs splayed at unnatural angles.

The Israel Defense Forces acknowledged later that it was responsible for the “tragic outcome” and had intended to hit Hamas militants.

The four dead boys came quickly to…

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Sports Is Not All Sports For Some

Qatar World Cup 2022

Qatar World Cup 2022 (Photo credit: Lost in Transit [Keep St Joe Weird])

Last weekend, after watching Germany beat Argentina to take the World Cup, I found out something very disturbing.  Did you know that the 2022 World Cup would be hosted by Qatar? Don’t worry, my wife had never heard of the place until I told her.  There is some speculation that one of the big honchos of FIFA actually spent millions in bribes to get Qatar to host it as he’s from there.  Totally expected.  It’s sports, it’s corrupt as a two-headed coin.  But that’s not what disturbed me.

What disturbed me was hearing that over 900 people had already died building infrastructure for this highly-coveted game.  900! Hey, and that’s since 2012! The International Trade Union Confederation estimated that at least 4000 will die before kickoff.  Nice! All for what?  I know that deaths on construction sites are facts of life but when it’s actually factored in like the rising price of steel, that’s unnerving.   In comparison, only about 15 workers died preparing Brazil to host this past World Cup, also, only 25 died preparing Sochi for Summer Olympics. Only. That’s how it was reported. Only. Isn’t one lost life already one too many?

So next time we sit down to watch Olympics and the World Cup and see so many happy people having fun, maybe we should take a minute to reflect on the lost lives that made it possible.  About Qatar, maybe we should voice our concerns in various media and bring this to light.  Is it really worth it?  Is it worth dying, or killing for?

Just My Take.

No Singing On The Bus!

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAYou are on the long ride home on a Winnipeg Transit bus, you have your ear buds in and with eyes closed, you are in your zone.  Listening to some Bob Marley as he sings, ‘One love, one heart, let’s get together and feel alright.’  Without thinking, you start to hum, then it turns into a low singing, at least to you it does as you cannot hear your own voice over Brother Bob’s.  Bad call.  Without warning a shadow looms over you.  You look up to see who dares to interrupt your reverie. It’s the bus driver. Or is it a cop? Or a bus cop? Maybe one of those people they have on planes to thwart terrorists?  Either way, here he/she/it is hovering over you like a bird of prey.  You are ticketed. For singing on the bus.  Don’t laugh, it can happen. If you live in Winnipeg.

City Councillors have put their collective heads together and came up with a bylaw that prohibits singing in City buses.  Offenders will be fined $100.  I am not sure on the specifics, like how and who is going to be that bird of prey. What would they do if someone is singing? Go up to them and say, “I am going to ticket you for singing, please hand over your id so I know who you are” That’s it? What if the rider refuses to accept the ticket or decline to provide their name? What then? Take a photo and pin in up around town asking for people to identify the perp who dared sing on a city bus?

In all seriousness, this is probably one of the most ludicrous thing I’ve heard in a long time, especially coming from City Hall.  While the city burns, the Councillors fiddle. While streets look as if they barely escaped an overnight bombing, the decisions makers chose to ignore this and come up with a law that makes you wonder…

Please remind me again why I bother to vote…oh nevermind, I don’t. 

And that’s My Take. 

 

 

 

 

 

Rob Ford’s No Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

world_08_temp-1384602621-52875bfd-620x348One would never thing that ‘right thing’ and Rob Ford would ever be used in the same sentence but here it is. I guess there’s always some ‘right thing’ in even the worst of us.

Yesterday, during City Council meeting, there was a moment where the members were patting themselves on the back for a job well done in terms of hosting a successful World Pride Day Parade in Toronto. Apparently everyone stood up and applaud the announcement.  Well all except Rob Ford.  Krystyn Wong-Tam, the only openly gay member took to the dais as the key catalyst for World Pride, members again stood to applaud. Again Mr. Ford stayed in his seat, drinking his coffee as though he was sitting on his deck enjoying the dog days of Summer.

As you would imagine, the dike broke soon after. (No pun). Rob was asked if he was homophobic, which he vehemently denied. Now this blog is not about whether Ford is or is not homophobic, it’s about a man doing what he thinks is the right thing.  Krystyn Wong-Tam considered the ‘sitting out’ a snub and said he could have ‘at least faked it.’  To that I say ‘no he should not have’.

See, that’s the thing with our society these days. We fake it.  We fake being true friends, we fake being family, we fake love. It’s time we wear our true colors so everyone could see what and who we really are.  Time we stay in our seats and be ourselves instead of standing up and being a Judas.  I am not a fan of Mr. Ford but I still have to respect the man for doing the right thing by sitting this one out. At least we know who he is and what he stands or sits for.

And again, that’s My Take

 

Related:

http://news.nationalpost.com/2014/07/09/rob-fords-odd-eventful-day-ends-with-an-unexpected-apology-of-sorts-over-robocalls/

What the heck is wrong with you people?

My Bed by Tracey Emin

My Bed by Tracey Emin (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I know the world is messed up and I am sure you do too but sometimes you either read, hear or see something that still makes you surprises you to how messed up it really is. Take for example last Saturday. I was reading the Arts and Life section of The Winnipeg Free Press when a story captured my attention. Well the headline did.  ‘Artist’s messy bed likely worth more than $1M‘ So I read more. Tracey Emin, someone I have never heard of before, apparently had her bed up for sale as a work of art. The bed, left unkempt during a bout of depression, was still unmade and littered with vodka bottles, cigarette butts and used condoms… Well it said discarded, not used. I assumed used. Tracey had a bad breakup, got depressed, didn’t clean her room or make her bed and it sat there like that in all its intact grossness and now supposedly is a thing of beauty. Art. Worth one million dollars! What the heck is wrong with you people? This reminded me of Yoko Ono’s own offering. A pile of dirt. That too was seen as artistic. Read my take on it here. People are dying from lack of food, people need basic necessities to survive, yet it’s acceptable to spend millions on a dirty unmade bed with used condoms and cigarette butts in the name of art? When I said we were doomed as a society, I lied. We are doomer.

What Ever Happened To Not Negotiating With Terrorists?

Private First Class Bowe Robert Bergdahl, Unit...

Private First Class Bowe Robert Bergdahl, United States Army. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Tell me that the President of the United States Of America, a country that pledged to eradicate terrorism without compromise, did not just release 5 jailed terrorists in a trade for a US Army deserter.  Never mind, it’s true, he did.  The President even went as far as to sheepishly admit that the released terrorists could possibly take up arms against the US again.  He also defended this highly questionable move as sticking with the rule that no US soldier would be left in enemy hands.  He was there for 5 years so is this a new rule? It didn’t matter if said soldier was a reluctant US soldier in the first place, whose alleged cowardly act may have cost the lives of his fellow soldiers.  That’s five giant steps backwards on the war on terror.  I meant, the ‘supposed’ war on terror.

I was of the opinion that America had a hard-line stance against terrorism.  No negotiating with terrorists.  Setting dangerous terrorists free to secure the freedom of an accused deserter is negotiating with terrorists, isn’t it? A horrible and dangerous negotiation but one just the same. What’s this? Catch-and-release?

Now the big debate is, was this a good move? Would it set a dangerous precedent? Well not really a precedent since the US is known for aligning itself with terrorists for years. You mean all these bad guys have to do is catch a soldier then bargain for the release of a few of theirs?  Or should I say, “negotiate for their release?’  If this is so, then the so-called war on terror is already lost.  News gets around.  Ever heard of ‘taking one for the team’?  How about the saying that you have to break a few eggs to make an omelet?  Remember Hiroshima? Blanket bombings in Afghanistan and Iraq? How many ‘eggs’ were broken to smoke out the bad guys?  The innocents took one for the team. Bowe could/should have taken one for the team.

How about Bowe’s family?  How would I feel if my brother/son was in that position

Just for the records, the enthusiasm expressed by the Obama Administration after orchestrating this trade-off was not shared by many of those who served with the captured American soldier, Bowe Bergdahl in Afghanistan.  According to some, his desertion cost the lives of other soldiers who died while looking for him after he left his post without permission.  Some are even calling for him to be charged.  If this is true, then it cast an even darker shadow on this whole deal.

Hey Obama, while you have your negotiating hat on and wheeling and dealing with terrorists, do you think you could maybe talk to Boko Haram about releasing the captured school girls?   And  please don’t offer him guns for a trade-off. 

Just My Take.

 

 

Much Ado Over A Little Tail

In India, a boy was born with a tail-like appendage attached to his back.  Due to the rarity of such a thing and especially in a religious country like India, the boy is assumed to be some kind of a deity.  People go to him for healing and prayers and it is said that some have been healed by him. One woman claimed that said she was brought out of a coma.

Looking at the video, I barely would call it a tail since it’s not an extension of his vertebrae but more like that extra pinky finger that is basically useless.  It hangs limply and one could see that it is without bone or even cartilage.  Was his tail sitting atop his butt and able to wag, then it would be worth talking about but in terms of this, there’s nothing to see here.

The little boy is now seeking to get the untail-like thing removed. Not sure how the locals would take this form of desecration.  I don’t want to rain on anyone’s parade and whatever makes people happy, even if it is believing in something as a tailed-boy, then I’m all for it.  At least it makes the world a happier place with happy people, right? A bit naïve but happy.

My Take

Have You Really Tried Everything?

As a little boy back in St. Vincent, there was this song that I heard that somehow stayed with me through the years.  The main lyrics were, “If you’ve tried and everything and everything failed, try Jesus.”  I haven’t heard or thought of that song in years but last week it came to me, out of nowhere and set my mind to thinking.  Sometimes when things are going bad for us, we say “I’ve tried everything.”  Doctors, shrinks, card readers, psychics, friends with bad advice, whatever, but did we really? Everything?

Back in St. Vincent, the wise old ones had a cure for whatever ails you.  Everyone had their own concoction, some bordering on ridiculous and some downright ridiculous.  I suffered from asthma and drank everything ranging from old water collected from a tree with mosquito larvae and all.  The next step was to drink the water from a boiled lizard.  Boiled live by the way, but thank goodness, my aunt balked at the idea and couldn’t go through with it.  Even though we were a strong christian family, no one thought to pray.  In fact it might have seem ridiculous at the time.  Even more so than boiled lizard.  Lying there praying to God when I could be drinking some fix-me-upper?  Well as Christians who believe their God can do anything, why wouldn’t I?  He works in mysterious ways so one really doesn’t have to literally lie there and pray.  Maybe we could ask him about the lizard and the larvae infested water?  Maybe he wants us to drink it.  It’s like asking your parents if you could eat the candy you found at the park.  Well somewhat.

If we can’t use God when we are sick and hurting, then seriously when can we use him?  Today, if you are ailing or facing obstacles that you cannot navigate through, why not give God a shot at fixing it?  If you are a non-believer, it could still work in your best interest because you really have nothing to lose, do you?  But you have everything to gain.   A win-win situation.  When your life is at stake, you deserve to try everything, so don’t shortchange yourself, try everything.  Try God.

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No Apologies

4b4fcfe5040e199a387f5bd073e6ff4aI think celebrities are dumb and stupid and should all be herded up and sent to Mars!  (A couple of days later, reading from a prepared script given to me by my agent…) I am really and truly sorry for saying what I said the other day.  There’s no place in the world for my rude and childish comments.  No one is stupid, well except me for making that statement.  I want Hollywood’s forgiveness and promise you that this would never happen again.

(The above is just to make a point by the way).

And that my friends, is how your Hollywood untouchables roll.  They utter hateful and ignorant statements about minorities, gays, lesbians and even their fans in general, then think that reading a scripted apology should soothe everything and make it all go away.  Happens everyday.  Jonah Hill, gay slur, Justin Bieber, racist remarks, Pharrell Williams, wearing an native headdress, (Not sure what that one falls under) and those are just this week’s offerings.  If you want more, inbox me and I’ll send you a list of the perps.

Aren’t you sick of it?  I am.  The apologies that is. It’s like me punching you in the face then saying sorry.  It’s how you feel man, don’t apologize to me, stand up for your opinion.  I would think you are a jackass but so what? You would be a strong jackass. A jackass with a backbone.  And that means a lot.

It’s too bad the luxury of having a spin doctor to fix our slip-ups is not to our avail, isn’t it?  No sir! Not us pee-ons.  We can’t afford it.  Which sucks as this means we have to be more responsible for what comes out of our mouth, what we write and in Pharrell’s case, what we wear.  We have to ask ourselves, “Would I be apologizing for this later or is it something that I could take a firm stand on and say, this is My Take?”

As a kid, I was always told that there are 4 things that do not come back.  The spoken word is one of them…

 

 

 

 

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