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, … Continue reading Post Turtles

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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 … Continue reading Call the Kettle Black

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 … Continue reading Ode to The Lonely Occupier

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. … Continue reading The Occupiers Cometh

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

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. … Continue reading Swimming With The Fishes