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How The Winter Olympics Brings The World Together

Image result for north and south korea winter olympics 2018Up until a couple of months ago, the world was on the brink of a cataclysmic war, with North Korea holding regular nuclear tests and threatening to annihilate the US and South Korea. It seemed like only a matter of time before it escalated to a point of no return.  Then the Winter Olympics happened.

In an ironic twist, not only is North Korea taking part in the games, BUT they are also teaming up with their long-time enemy and neighbor, South Korea, to form a Korean hockey team! In the opening ceremonies, North and South Korea marched in under a unified flag!

The Winter Olympics has done something that no US President has been able to do.  No negotiating or threats were able to do.  It’s a diplomatic breakthrough.  Now let’s this could be a springboard for healing.

Go Canada!

 

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Oh No Canada!

Image result for Oh CanadaI am prepared to receive some backlash for this but it is just MY TAKE.

Last Wednesday, our Senate passed a bill that would see the line in the national anthem changed from “in all thy sons command” to “in all of us command.”

Now please don’t get me wrong, I am all for inclusivity and equal rights. As a minority I know the uphill battles we face, but seriously? Is that the best we could do? Deploying resources and time into something as trivial as this? Yes, considering the more pressing issues we have that need our government’s attention, I would say this is trivial and maybe just a diversion tactic.

Aboriginal women are murdered or go missing at an alarming rate, and have been this way for years. They are women too. Where are their inclusion? Why no proper or serious inquiry?

When I proudly listen to the anthem, I never got the feeling that the word ‘sons’ referred only to us men. The same way I never thought that the second paragraph of the American declaration of independence stating that ‘all men are created equal’ spoke only to men. Maybe because I had bigger stuff on my mind.

Should I now expect to see a bill to remove ‘God’ from the anthem because it infringes on the rights of atheists? How about the word ‘native?’, is that politically correct?  We could go on and on but you see, that would be detracting from real-life issues.

In St. Vincent, The B**ch Is Bad!

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I have been closely following a bizarre case in St. Vincent and The Grenadines where a young aspiring/former model was accused of calling a government minister’s wife the B word. ‘So what?’ I can hear you say. Well it turns out that on this small island, you don’t use the B word without dire consequences. Especially, not if the B is the wife of the Prime Minister’s son. Unless maybe…NEVERMIND, wait for the rest of the story.

The model, Yugge Farrel, who was a favorite a couple years ago on The Caribbean Next Top Model, was brought to court on the charges of calling the minister’s wife a B**ch and again, you go, ‘WHAT?!’ But you see, I can’t make this crap up. I am not sure what was the purpose of the case unless it was because…HOLD YOUR HORSES AND KEEP READING.

Yugge barely has two cents to rub together so she was represented pro bono. Yes, I know. If she had no money, what were they hoping to get out of her by having a court case? What a waste of taxpayers money! In court, her lawyer tried to get the case thrown out to avoid embarrassing everyone involved and giving bloggers like me fodder for writing. But alas, it was not to be. The prosecutor then, wait for it, I never saw this coming. The lawyer for the plaintiff asked that the accused be thrown in a mental institution for two weeks! People in the advanced world, I wish I was joshing you. The prosecutor requested the accused thrown in jail! That’s where the magistrate should have laughed and said, ‘Good one buddy, I hereby toss this case out and charge you for wasting my time and taxpayers’ time.” And this blog would not have been born. But he did not. The magistrate agreed with the lawyer that the totally sane but now confused looking woman should be sent to the mental home. Her lawyer put up feeble objections but they were not enough and off to the ‘red roof’ went Yugge, flashing hand signs as she left. Everyone was left scratching their heads, just like you are now. Questions were asked but not answered. How could someone be sent to a mental institution without proper assessment? How could someone be even arrested for calling someone a b**tch then thrown in the madhouse? (As it is called in St. Vincent). Living on the island, I was called worse by genuinely crazed people and even accosted. It was normal. An everyday occurrence. But you see, I am not the son of a Prime Minister.

Quoted from the media:

“Her lawyer made an application for bail and then, prosecutor, Police Constable Corlene Samuel, objected, and made an application for the accused woman to be sent for two weeks of psychiatric evaluation.

Pompey granted the prosecution’s request although the Crown presented to the court no arguments in support of its application and amidst strong protest by the defence counsel”.

(Note: In St. Vincent, it’s normal for a Police Constable to also moonlight as a prosecutor).

As soon as Yugge was safely locked away in her new home, she went to work. Oh man, did she ever! She posted videos on the internet alleging that she had an affair with the b**ch’s husband and some other high ranking ministers. She spilled her guts. She also accused them of wanting her out of the way. Wait, can an institutionalized person have access to post videos? Don’t answer that, it’s St. Vincent. If you could arrest someone for saying the B word and put them away as a crazy person without evaluation, then a cell in a cell is normal, I would say.

Yugge’s bombshell was a shocker. People started to piece things together and come to their own conclusions. The Prime Minister’s son was told by Daddy to maintain silence but his father went on the media and spoke on behalf on his son. I didn’t listen to it as I was busy piecing things together myself. At least time flies and 2 weeks will go by quickly so the poor girl would soon be released at the next hearing. That’s what I thought. That’s what everyone thought. We were wrong.

You don’t mess with a Prime Minister’s family and hope to walk free after spending a mere 2 weeks in the madhouse. Yugge was soon to learn that and so were we. At the trial, held on Monday, January 22nd, she was brought before the court to determine er…um…ok, I am sorry but I have no idea what the heck they were determining. The accused looked frail and a shell of her former self. (As a kid growing up on the island, it was said that once you go into the ‘crazy house’ you come out crazy. I had friends who went in and came out like ghosts). Her transformation was painful to watch. If the idea was to make her seem crazy, it worked.

Yugge after her first trial

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Yugge 2 weeks later.

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The magistrate who made the ruling to put institutionalize her was not presiding but a newly minted senior magistrate and a good friend of mine was sitting in his stead, hearing his first case as a senior magistrate. He was presented with the case and all necessary documents related to it, minus of course the video accusations as the case was not about who did who. The senior magistrate then ruled that Yugge be sent back to the institution while he familiarize himself with what was presented. He would reconvene in a week to give his ruling. Interestingly, it was also brought up at the hearing that the accused was still not seen by a psychiatrist as there was none on the island. Huh? Maybe the constable doubling as a prosecutor doubled as a psychiatrist?

When the magistrate ruled that she be returned to the mental institution, Yugge yelled incredulously, ‘What?!’ I yelled too, ‘What?!’ As she was led away for the second time to spend a third week in the psych ward, the crowd wailed in disbelief. Many wished evil on the ones alleged to be at the helm of this supposed taking down of the young woman. Her sister in the crowd spoke to a media person and said she could confirm that Yugge indeed had relations with the PM’s son and dared them to commit her for being crazy like her sister. Sounds like a Marilyn Munroe story eh? This whole thing has more holes than a swiss cheese and more twists than the roads in St. Vincent.

So while we wait for the next turn of events, we can only pray that Yugge would come out of this with her sanity intact. Seems unlikely. Stay tuned as the saga continues.

In the meantime, you could follow it all here.

Again, this is JUST MY TAKE!

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It’s A Boy! It’s A Girl! It’s…It’s…What Is It?

Related imageThere’s a saying, ‘If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck and quack likes a duck, then it’s probably is a duck.’  I live by that mantra, kinda.  So when I saw the yahoo news about a baby born in British Columbia that was not assigned a sex at the parents’ wishes,  I thought, “How could that be?”  I showed the story to my 10-year old and he asked, “Can’t they tell if it has a pee pee or not?” (Hmm…maybe he read the book above). My response was, “Maybe there’s nothing there.”  You see, I was a bit naive, I wasn’t thinking inside the box.  Read story here.

You can’t blame me for being naive when all my life and my parents’ lives and my parents’ parents’ lives, there have always been a male and a female.  Pardon my ignorant simplicity, blame it on my upbringing.  I am really not used to this grey undetermined area.  In my simple mindedness, I thought that  It wasn’t up to parents to choose what gender they wanted their kid to be, or raise them as fence-straddlers until they decided their sexual orientation.  Reminds you of The Bachelor, doesn’t it?

Why oh why do we let this madness happen?  Why do we cave in to every inane whim by a faction of our society with too much time on their hands?  Dismantling everything once held sacred, now this.  A parent can now choose whether or not their kid, who was born with male parts, lives like a boy, a girl or sex unassigned.  SEX UNASSIGNED? No, no, it was assigned but you just don’t want to accept it.  It’s like accepting your parking spot that your work assigned to you because you thought that it was too far of a walk to the front door.  I pity the kid…

The parents of the above organism, wants it to grow up and gravitate to its own natural sexual orientation.  Like choosing if it wants to pee standing up or sitting down, briefs or G-strings, be a wife or a husband, join a girls’ sports league or a boys’ etc after first experimenting with them.  They also do not want the poor kid to be labelled.   Newsflash! It’s not labelling.  If it looks like a…nevermind, the world is so messed up that one little unassigned-sex kid won’t even cause a ripple.

 

Just my take…

Cutting Off The Nose To Spite The Face?

Nick Troller has two Star Trek themed licence plates. This one that reads 'ASIMIL8' is being recalled by Manitoba Public Insurance. His other plate reads 'Voyager.'Yesterday I watched the news about a city man who had his personalized Star Trek-themed licence plate recalled because ‘Manitoba Public Insurance received a complaint.’  Yes, all it takes is one solitary complaint.  Even over a 2-year old licence plate that is obviously, in a blatant way, not intended to be offensive in the least.

Now as a black man, I do understand and know offensive, (Trust me, I have seen and heard my share of thinly-veiled offense). and I’m happy to know that you Caucasians are looking out for us minorities, but sometimes you over-do it and I’m left embarrassed.  I feel as though you are helicopter parenting me.  My co-workers sometimes say they are ‘working like a slave’.  Should I file a complaint?  What if another caucasian hears it and feel offended? Well that’s just wrong.  Why should YOU feel offended if I am not offended?  I do understand the plight of the Aboriginals who were forced to assimilate and give up their culture but do you think they cringe every time they come across the word while reading a book? Should it be banned then?  Should Star Trek also be banned?  See?  There’s no end to it if we go down this road.  We are cutting off the nose to spite the face.

In this situation, I would recommend a meeting with an aboriginal group and the licence plate owner.  Hear how each party feels about the situation and take it from there.

My two older boys claim the don’t love each other.  In fact, the word hate is used. Whenever I catch them hugging or playing together I would say ‘Look at you! You do love each other!  They would promptly back away and give each other space. So what I learn here is, if you leave some things alone, they would be forgotten but if you keep digging things up and looking under rocks for allusions, you re-open wounds.  Words have multiple meanings and memories for many of us.  Some good and some bad.  Don’t cut the nose to spite the face.

Just My Take

 

Viral Stupidity. How bout dah?

Image result for cash me outside how bow dahRemember the ‘Cash Me Ousside ‘ girl?  Yup, the 13-year old who disrespected her mom,stole her credit cards and dropped out of school in grade 7.   You probably saw her on Dr. Phil also.  Maybe you thought “What a disaster!  She would never amount to to much.”   Yes, I thought so too.  Heck, I even used her as a teaching moment for my own kids.  You better be nice and stay in school or you boys would never get anywhere in life.  Man were we ever wrong.  She amounted to much and is amounting to much more.

So much for that.  I had not taken into consideration that this was the United States of America, where fame and fortune are always just one viral post away.  It doesn’t matter what you did, legal or illegal, if it goes viral, then get ready to cash out, how bout dah?

And so it happened with this obnoxious and rude teen, Danielle Bregoli.  She became a ‘viral sensation’ with over 8 million Instagram followers!  Her appearances are worth upwards of $40,000 and she even stars in commercials! A celebrity! A success story!  Who needs school and manners?  She is projected to be a Millionaire by the end of 2017!  What a sweet story of a hard working girl.

Seriously America, it’s time to wake up!  You are creating idols and role models out of those who least deserve it.   Turning a 13-year old, Grade 7 dropout into a celebrity?  Rewarding her for being a brat?  What would you do next?  Make a President out of a… um, nevermind.

Just My Take…

Let Love Trump Hate

us-election-night-2016It’s been a couple of days since the most memorable election in the US.  An election that saw more than its share of mud slinging by both candidates and some allegations and revelations that made choosing either of the candidates a choice between the lesser of two evils.

America spoke and Donald Trump is now the President elect of the United States.  Say what you may but he won it honestly.  (Unless there’s something I don’t know).  It’s no use getting mad that he won, majority rules and the system is the system.  And that’s why Trump deserves a chance.

Yes, he said and did some dumb things on his path to the White House but that was his strategy and it worked!  Trump lacks a political portfolio hence he needed to capture attention by any other means necessary.  He did that well.  Too well.

I am usually the pessimistic one but I seriously think that Trump just might surprise a few of the naysayers.  Now that he is faced with the reality of being the top dog, I think we would see a different Donald Trump.  Heck, he has already back pedalled on his promise to repeal the Obamacare as his first act.  See? The man just might be what America needs.  (If not, there’s always impeachment).

The media is doing a great job once again! Yes, a great job of spreading fear and hate with all the negative coverage.  A single stupid act committed by some bored idiot gets front page news as a hate crime due to Trump being elected.  This need to stop. America needs to come to grips with the results of the election and give the man a chance to prove himself.  He is not a wall builder until he actually builds a wall.

Politicians are known to say one thing and do the other. If this holds true, then Trump might just be fine after all.  Let’s wait and see…

My Take

She’s In Love With The Boy, Or Is She?

While at a recent Garth Brooks concert, his wife Trisha Yearwood was singing her hit song, ‘She’s In Love With The Boy’ and as she sang, my mind wandered, as it is wont to do.  It wanders all the time, even while wandering.  It wandered this, “Pretty soon that song won’t be politically correct”.

You are probably going, “Why wouldn’t it be?  What cheap drugs are you on now?” Well think of the way our society is going.  He is she and she is he or both.  Where we once made do  with male and female washrooms for a two-gendered world, we are now adding a third for those not under this umbrella.  The ‘both’ group.  See where I am going with this?  I can’t hear you!

If you are still in a fog, let me aid your defogging.  Gender identity is slowing becoming non-existence or a non-issue. (Too bad I can’t say the same for race).  There’s no longer a clear distinction.  We are slowly dispensing of the systems that identified us as men or women.   Inclusivity is the order of the day.  (I still remember LGBTQ when it was just LG).

Saying all that, it won’t be long before someone asks the question, “Why are all these love songs about a boy and a girl?  What about the gays and lesbians?” Yes, what about them? Why are we eager to change and be more accepting yet it’s still a hidden taboo to sing about a man in a relationship with another man? Or a woman in a relationship with another woman? How come the ‘Kiss Cam’ at sports game never zoom in on an obviously lesbian or gay couple?  Is it that deep down, we really want HER to be in love with the BOY?

Just another one of MY TAKE

 

Who Are You?

Do I know you? Do you know you? That may be the better question.  Everyone wants everyone to be like…yes, everyone but themselves. Why can’t you be like so-and-so? As a young kid, my aunt wanted me to be like The Baileys.  The Baileys were our upper-class family friends, quite naturally, their kids were classy and well-mannered.  At least in the public eye.  My aunt didn’t know they farted without saying excuse me.

There is so much conversation on young people being forced or pressured to look and act a certain way.  As parents we resent and discuss this with disgust but in many ways we are guilty of setting the trend.  How many of us ask our halves to be different?  “Honey, why can’t you be like this?  Do it for me.  Wear this…”  I have seen it in friends who were once wild and free with independent minds, becoming zombie-like as they lose their own identity and take on that of their other halves.  They just melded.

Sometimes a change is good.  Your wife finally gets you to loosen up and try something you have never tried before, you did and found out you loved it!  In fact, you are a natural at it!  This does not change who you are.  It just means you have added something new to what makes you.  Kudos to the wifey!  Life is a life-long learning experience.  You sometimes learn that you are not one-dimensional after all!  I for one have found out I like chips after all! Thanks honey!

On the flipside, I have seen my once-funny friends get involved with Debbie Downers and turned into Boring Bobs.  (Isn’t it funny that it rarely works the other way?).  A happy you is the real you are and being anything other than that is compromising or rejecting the very things that characterize who are you.

Don’t be like the Baileys or anyone else for that matter.  Be YOU, but first, find out who you really are.

 

 

 

 

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