Post Turtles

An elderly farmer was in the Emergency Ward having stitches put in his hand, due to an accident with a piece of machinery.

The doctor carrying out the procedure struck up a conversation with the old man.

Eventually the topic got around to Politicians and their role as our leaders.

The old farmer said, “Well, you know, most Politicians are ‘Post Turtles’.”

post-turtle

Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a ‘Post Turtle’ was?

The old farmer said, “When you’re driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that’s a post turtle.”

The old farmer, seeing the puzzled look on the doctor’s face, continued to explain.

“You know he didn’t get up there by himself,
he doesn’t belong up there,
he doesn’t know what to do while he’s up there,
he’s elevated beyond his ability to function,
and you just wonder what kind of dumb ass
put him up there to begin with.”

– Author Unknown

Call the Kettle Black

Recently, one of our city councillors was involved in an automobile accident in which alcohol played a role.  Police seized the person’s car and driving rights, placed a charge of impaired driving against them, then let the public loose.

Over here in Canada, you are presumed to be innocent until the evidence is presented, and a judge has the final say.  Unfortunately that day might not come for months, if ever.

That hasn’t stopped ordinary people from trampling on this person’s rights, most don’t realize that’s what they are doing.

In a situation like this there are many opinions which are being aired publicly to anyone who wants to listen.

Many believe this person used poor judgement by getting behind the wheel after drinking.  If they were found to have been under a considerable amount of alcohol while operating a vehicle then the criticism will be vindicated;  the problem is that this fact has yet to be acclaimed with the presentation of evidence, but in the minds of many is it assumed.

Assumptions are a means to deny someone their liberties as free men and women; just ask the folks who read this blog from nearly every war-torn country on Earth.

Many believe this person has a drinking problem because  they might have personal experience with alcohol problems, or may know others arrested for drinking and driving who are habitual offenders.   Alcoholism is a disease not to be trifled with; and yet many have bestowed this label upon this public figure with out ever knowing anything about the person’s personal life.

This council person has been involved with various community organizations over the past decade, and most realize how much of an asset they have played in the various parts of society that many others don’t even think about, and take for granted.  This elected official does an upstanding job for the community for an appalling salary and yet, with the way human beings think, not everyone considers this.

Many have been waiting for this individual to fall from society’s graces; this has become the perfect opportunity to lash out and show them for what they truly are; a flawed human being, just like the rest of us.

This person was in an accident, with a reputation is on the line, and a future in politics in question.  As an individual who’s life has been turned upside down, by their own devices or through others, one has a lot to think about beyond getting lynched by a mob.

People need time to sort their lives out when a tragedy occurs;  this is no different.

The Occupy Movement focuses on the financial practices, as well as the democratic injustices that hinder the productive efforts of society.  Part of this awareness is to recognize when the liberties of an individual are being constricted or denied;  this is a situation where the authoritarians of civilization are not at fault;  it is injustice prevailing by the hands of the ’99 percent,’ themselves.

Society needs an upgrade; and a lesson in upholding each other’s rights until all the facts are in.

 

Ode to The Lonely Occupier

Dear Brothers and Sisters of the Occupy Movement:

So there I was, standing by myself, in the den of complacency and inequity we call Cambridge City Hall.  Around me sat lawyers, residents, a handful of civil workers, and council.

The last municipal election saw problems with people missing from the voter’s list, a list they get from somebody else.   People were registered in the wrong wards, electronic voting machines wound up having problems, the data wasn’t up-to-date enough.   Those same problems will be compounded with the increase of voters if you don’t fix the reasons for the errors in the first place.   With new technology comes new reasons for failure.  Tonight was the decision on whether or not our city was going to take the next step in municipal elections by adding the Internet, telephone, or mail to vote.  Here I am, in a city of 130,000 residents, and I was the only guy there playing the devil’s advocate.

One of the most important aspects of The Occupy Movement, our democracy, was in for a radical change, and I was alone.  They’re doing it, anyway.

Society needs to upgrade, too.

The Occupiers Cometh

An Occupier running for Mayor?

Who would possibly vote for some pot-smoking techno-hippie who lives on baked potatoes, yells ‘mike check’ in the middle of public parks and smells like pepper spray?

That stigma permeates within most popular media outlets today regarding the Occupy Movement; the portrayal of the individual demonstrator as merely a fringe activist.

Television and radio during the Vietnam War is another good example of where government swayed popular opinion by controlling what was broadcast, in much the same way Germany did in the war before that.  People of the day were portrayed in much the same way as those caught up in the Occupy Movement; the students of Kent State were all a bunch of acid-tripping hippie freaks, too.

Well, maybe some were; of course that would have been before they got cut down by gun-toting retards.

How could an Occupier possibly be expected to oversee a billion-dollar enterprise like a city, or a corporation?  Well, in many instances they already are. The Occupy Movement had no specific demographic when it came to the individuals who chose to participate in 2011’s global demonstration on human rights and social services.  Every walk of life was represented by someone, somewhere.  One thing is for certain, more people then ever are taking notice of changes in the world.

The societal system we currently use was designed to work with Neanderthal technology in processing information; remember there were no computers before Bill Gates was born.  I can faintly hear the Apple crowd getting ready to lynch me as I write this.  The last Apple I ever used was a ][, but we’ll get to that another time.  Governance is a system; with rules and procedures and operations.   It’s mission statement to serve the people will be as effective as it’s structure allows, which may be why the world economy nearly collapsed a couple of years ago.

Again.

Only the radical anarchist believes that the entire framework of government, commerce, and law have to be upended.  One thing I know about entrenched systems is that you’ll  never remove them in one fell swoop, you optimize and enhance existing systems in proper bite-size chunks.

When something is not working in my world you identify and diagnose it, correct it, enhance it, and redeploy.  What you don’t do is hire more people to handle complaints.

Society now has the ability to identify all the issues facing humanity from within a little plastic box that fits in one’s hand.  It will take the efforts of all to make decisions on all of the chores we as a species need to deal with; the tools of modern technology make achieving it a plausible reality.

The System needs an upgrade.

2-9-6 Is a Flying Corps; What In The Hell Are We Walking For?

The Air Cadets rock; kids learn to operate aviation equipment free of charge. I flew real gliders before I had my first car.  I got to eat real U.S. Army chow once while visiting a base south of the border, I was a teenage eating machine.   I also learned to march really well, for miles and miles and miles. That’s an organization the Canadian Armed Forces should always support, as many view it and it’s counterparts as vital to promote the purpose of the military to the upcoming taxpayers of society; our youth.

I was a typical 1980’s long haired headbanger who showed up and they said ‘come on in;’  good people.  You can rest assured that the thousands of aviation enthusiasts that passed through the doors of their local Canadian Armoury joined the Royal Canadian Air Cadets for more then just love of planes; the sense of patriotism can get instilled at an early age in the right environment and mine was no exception from that.

Asking advice from the experts in any situation is the earmark of successful accomplishment in many given predicaments.  I wonder if anyone asked the pilots of our Armed Forces if they approve the F-35?  If they answer ‘yes’ then that’s high praise for the selection process that Canada’s defence system underwent to purchase new jet fighters for the military; otherwise it says a lot about how our governance regards those who risk their lives in defence of our great nation.

I’m not an expert on planes by any means but from what is being revealed through Wikileaks and other organizations, we can understand the selection process generations of  elected officials took to choose our country’s next line of national air defense, and I’m betting ‘no’ may have been heard more often then not.

The Military needs an upgrade.

CBC News: Exclusive new revelations about the troubled F-35 program

REUTERS – Pentagon tells Lockheed to shape up on F-35 fighter

WIKILEAKS : F-35 Joint Strike Fighter (JSF) Program: Background, Status, and Issues

Swimming With The Fishes

When I first opened my shop back near the turn of the century, I built a nifty computer for a local kid, and delivered it to his house for installation.   I had to fit it into this lad’s room along with a venerable cornucopia of exotic aquatic marine life, housed in massive salt water tanks. His obvious knowledge of marine biology later manifested into one of Ontario’s premier retailers and importers of the most exotic tropical fish in the world;  a successful new venture built right here in Cambridge. His dad, being the ‘uber’ salesman with an eye for successful endeavours came on board to help his son launch the enterprise;  this is a guy that can sell milkshakes out of an igloo in the middle of a snowstorm.

Suffice it to say, the place just oozes success in the making.

One of Cambridge’s busiest industrial corridors connect the villages of Preston and Galt; home to a wide variety of retail, commercial, and industrial companies providing goods and services to local markets, global markets, and everywhere in between.  These businesses do business in many different ways at the same time all in the name of quality cash flow, and it’s hard to define many private enterprises these days strictly as an industrial, retail, or commercial operation.  There’s one thing everybody on Bishop Street agrees on;  whether it comes off the street, off a telephone, or off a facsimile;  you never turn down a good paying job.

The policies  of our municipal laws forced one of Cambridge’s most successful home-grown retailers into an ultimatum;  pay $10,000 in re-zoning fees or move.  ‘The Men Who Stare At Fish’ nestled right in beside a music store that fixes, sells and teaches guitars, a commercial sheet metal association head office, a manufacturer of nuclear-grade metal fabrications, a machine shop, a sign shop, and (until recently) a courier, all in the same industrial mall.  Perfect fits for the place.

The complex is a living, breathing biosphere;  an assembly of living coral, plants, oxygenation, waste disposal, and filtration machinery, all engineered to warehouse a vast assortment of living product.  This is one of Cambridge’s most successful industries.

They have a shop full of equipment to manufacture plankton for feed and breed fish for reselling to their customers;  they also import and resell fish from the most exotic locations around the world.   On-site servicing of existing aquarium systems rounds out the goods and services being provided to a growing Ontario market niche.

After six months, the city councillor responsible for interjecting on their behalf at the time, Karl Kiefer, seemed to have not been able to juggle it in between vacations and weddings going on.

Pity.

In the years previous the dwelling had another retail tenant who went as far as erecting a road sign, getting the city’s stamp of approval all along the way.  I built about 450 computers there;  lots of finger cuts, let met tell you.  I guess manufacturing imaginary things like software there is okay but not warehousing un-imaginary things like fish.

I should think that Cambridge be thankful it’s not a vacant dwelling, especially in this day and age, and leave it at that.   Our government directly affects the very survival of the private enterprises and civilians that support it;   procedures in our municipal operations must be such that accommodate the needs of the town folk, and to do it effectively. They should have just told the complainer, ‘no dice.’

Absorbing more and more working capital from an already struggling tax base is a recipe for collapse; a recipe that has gone, relatively unchecked, since before the recent global economic crash of the early 21st century. When those who speak for us fall silent, they fail to uphold their sworn duty to take charge in the light of government abuses; our very liberties as free men are weakened.  When injustice prevails, it punishes all.

The ‘System’ needs an upgrade.