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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!

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.

 

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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.

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Who Are Our Enemies?

Have you heard about the attacks? No, not the attacks in Paris.  Or Baghdad or Beirut for that matter, the attacks on Muslims.  Here’s one such attack.  Yesterday in Toronto, Canada, a Muslim woman was attacked by two men while picking up her young son from school.  They punched her to the ground while calling her a terrorist and telling her to go back home.  That’s’ the attacks I’m talking about here.  Muslims are finding the world very unwelcoming these days but is it deserving? Should we hate Muslims?

I have news for you.  Muslims are not your enemy.  The enemy lurks outside our doors. He is our neighbor, our friend, our family.  We know him but we really don’t know him.  No border security can stop him because he is already within the walls.  In fact, he was born within the walls. He doesn’t wear a turban or even knows the Koran.  The Governments promise to eradicate him and all those like him but how?  They don’t know him. He blends in.  He’s Canadian, French, American.  Then what can we do?  I would say pray but you don’t believe in God.  In fact you protest prayers in schools and think Christianity is the root of all evil.  The enemy outside your door is not a Christian but he is the root of some serious evil!

Many pray for peace, I pray for understanding, strength and faith. Understanding so I can understand why this is happening, strength to cope and faith to stand firm in my belief.  I wish for peace but it’s just a wish.  God’s will must be done.  Again, what can we do?  Love more, Hate less.  Would it stop those terrorists? Probably not but doesn’t hurt to try.

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And That’s Why I Don’t Watch The News

I read recently with utter disgust and anger, a news article about an Afghanistan woman who was murdered for some concocted reason.  “Although details are unclear, some witnesses suggested that the attack was sparked by a dispute Farkhunda had with the mosque’s imam. Whatever the case, the mob was bent on killing her in the most horrific manner. They dragged her body with a car, then burned it and threw it into the Kabul River.”  Even though I hear stories of women being murdered and treated like crap in that part of our world but this still astounds me.  IT IS 2015!!

To further perplex me and raise my blood pressure, the story went on to say, “It took two hours to murder her, the brutality unfolding as hundreds of people and armed policemen watched, doing nothing to save Farkhunda from her assailants. The neighborhood police headquarters was about a five-minute walk from the mosque. Many witnesses shot photos and videos with their smartphones.”  How sick does that sound?

Hundreds of people and armed policemen! These people were no less criminals than the actual perpetrators! They watched a woman, a sister, a daughter, being murdered in the most inhuman and savage way and did nothing.  Well not exactly nothing, some took photos and videos. I want to vomit. I am ashamed to be a part of this human race that has the capabilities to inflict such harm on a fellow human.   I am sure an intervention would have been swift and unanimous if a dog was being kicked by its owner.  Or a cow yelled at in India.

Almost two weeks ago, a 74-year-old nun was raped! A nun for goodness sakes. I know we have come to expect this sort of violence against women from ‘that part’ of the world but we shouldn’t. It doesn’t matter if the victim was from India or Afghanistan or the USA, it’s still the same and we should not expect or tolerate it. Don’t say, ‘Oh it’s their culture, it’s their religion’.  It’s a human life plain and simple.  Maybe she did burn the Koran, but isn’t it written somewhere in that same Koran that murder is not tolerated? If not, it should.

I am angry, I am disgusted, I am sickened and saddened…And that’s why I don’t watch the news!

A Tale Of Two Moms

Follow the link below the read the take of a woman on same-sex marriage.  She was raised by two lesbian moms in a loving and caring environment.  Interesting and food for thought.

https://ca.shine.yahoo.com/daughter-of-two-moms-comes-out-against-gay-marriage-193651505.html

 

A Death Is A Death, Or Is It?

Many lives were lost last week.  Some died peacefully of natural causes, others accidentally and some due to various illnesses.  It’s just the natural cycle. We live, we die.  But what about those who die as victims of madmen or men who in their warped minds, murder in the name of their Gods? Or in the name of Justice? Or revenge? Or their own idiotic and personal agenda? It’s still a death.

The news was saturated during the week with discussions and updates on the attack in Paris that left about 20 people dead. It was appalling. It was Paris.  Yes, that Paris. How could this happen? Were they real terrorists or just wannabes hiding behind their madness by claiming to be?  Who cares? People died.  But yet, they were still just deaths, like all the others who died that week.  God Bless Their Souls.

Also last week, Boko Aram, now that’s a real Islamist terrorist, conducted a massacre in a Nigerian city that may have taken the lives of as many as 2000 civilians! Did you hear that? Two Thousand Civilians! Most likely you didn’t hear about this one because it wasn’t Paris and it was old news.  You can still read it hereThey kill each other in those parts anyways, they are like savages, who cares? I do.  The death toll dwarfed Paris’ but still it wasn’t on the same scale.  Paris vs Nigeria? No contest.

A death is a death no matter where, how and when. How could they have missed reporting this mass murder? Two thousand versus twenty, including the killers. Remember, a death is a death…

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Note:  Thoughts and prayers to the victims of this madness that is sweeping the globe. God Bless Us All.

Wild Bill’s Bitter Pill

Bill Cosby: Himself

Bill Cosby: Himself (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Unless you are hibernating for the winter, otherwise known as living under a rock, you would have heard about Bill ‘yes that bill’ Cosby finding himself going up something that looks eerily similar to chocolate pudding’s creek with nary a paddle.  He’s landed himself in hot water.  Bill has recently been accused of sexual assault on not one, not two or three but let’s just say a lot. Like in the teens.  If you are one of those aforementioned under-the-rock dwellers, you would be sitting there with mouth hanging open thinking, “No! Not Bill Cosby from the Cosby Show! I don’t and won’t believe that!”  Well it’s up to you.  I chose to believe.  Maybe you didn’t believe CBC Jian Ghomeshi either…who would have thunked it?

I know, it’s hard to imagine loveable Bill Cosby from The Cosby Show drugging young women then raping them. But then, it’s hard to imagine a lot of other things but that doesn’t make them false.

As Bill’s stock falls faster than you could say ‘pudding’, we are reminded to treat celebs like they are one of us, which they are.  Prone to the same temptations we are prone to.  Liable to commit crimes, lie and cheat just like us ordinary folks.  Bill is not alone so don’t be surprised.  He’s only human.  A human being who if the allegations and accusations are true, committed offenses that should not be allowed to be swept under the rug.   Sexual assault is a serious violation of ones sanctity. Something that is difficult for the victim to overcome.  It should be treated as such. Let’s see if it is…

 

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