North of 49

We all have a feeling that something is "wrong". It's true I see even the happiest of persons having a feeling that things in the world today are somehow off balance there is a sense that the bubble they are in is fine it is the rest of the world which has gone off it's axis. For a large portion of the population the drone of the tv set drowns out the buzzing in their head and makes everything aok and they are not at fault in anyway for not really getting it. What is it ? It is that people have started to replace interdependence with independence. From that they find most happiness when they have the upper hand and so are involved in game playing with the goal of getting  something for less.   It is coming to grips with our economic model which is flawed. It is the idea that the centralist systems which accountants love really make no physical sense but only an economic one and limited sense at that. It is understanding that the media in this world exists ...

So I have been away on an extended vacation of sorts I've certainly vacated the blog world this hiatus brought on because I have been living out of suitcase for the last 6 months. Well here I am settled more or less in Lethbridge....Alberta....it's in Canada! Why Lethbridge you ask, I have probably mentioned that my kids and grand kids are here but this is not the only reason that I have been drawn here. The area around the town had been marked by the native population at Head Smashed and to the south but not so much where the City of Lethbridge is now. but transient populations  In  town started as a mining outpost then in 1882 The first Galt company mine opened then the railway came bringing settlers to the west. The mining workforce grew to 2000 miners at it's peak with the mines around the area being the largest producers of coal in the north west territories. In 1957 the Galt No8 mine shut down and the end of an era came apon Lethbridge. Ba...

No this isn't a long teary farewell but a marker a blogger flare saying I am still here but have been too busy or just plain speechless in regards to the news of the day. My living situation is again an impediment to making comment on the world having no fixed address physiologically takes me out of sync. To end this I have decided to buy a home in a little prairie town. Does this mean an end to my ramblin days? I don't think so. If something takes me from here I'll just rent it out or sell it. Over the fifty odd years of living I have found one constant and it's change. Nothing is permanent.    

I imagine a lot of things, I think about how this could be a much more forward moving and societally productive world, they are imaginings not conclusions.  I have more questions than answers more thoughts than plans more ideas than formula. I imagine that one day we will come to a realization that truthfully mans potential has been squandered by a measurement system. That same system has in a very direct way sanctified the rape, murder,and subjugation of millions of people. We deal with it every day. I see it even here in this supposed economic oasis in which I live. Accountancy takes over leaving reality and truth in a twisted heap, the corporotacracy has only one motivation and that is the bottom line  and accountancy makes apples, oranges and dildos all the same through categorization, is this wrong or an outright lie, I don't think running the world by dollars is wrong it's just not effective or effective but only in a mo...

Called the titlewhat it is because they have the easiest WiFi to connect to. I will give the McDs Canadian counterpart Timmies a try but so far The golden arches have given me hours of internet time for free. Yes the atmosphere is distracting but it is away from people I know and so in this flow of humanity I feel alone but part of something. Perhaps it's the McDonalds experience that I feel part of, the  spirit of the noble corporation through its golden arches walks the painted corporate clown. He smiles and gestures not to piles of cheese burgers with extra cheese but to the philanthropic energy of the gracious corporation.  Oh what a horrible fuckin creature I am, how can I suck up this hospitality and still find fault with the faceless, so magnanimous, corporation?  Keith's burger. Well it is taking what is offered while pledging no real allegiance to the big corporation. In fact this very evening I had a Boogies Burger........AHHHHH the best burger i...

So I wrote about being positive while living and working in Fort Mcmurray but so many deride this town that you have to think that there is something to it. These accounts of it being a hellish place haven't sprung from thin air have they? The problems of Fort Mcmurray are intertwined with the things that make it a great place to live. The very same folk who tout this as being a great place to work and live have to understand that some of them have created the problems that this city has. The most prevalent complaint is the cost of housing and this is something that is not, as the good people of Ft. Mac would have you believe, driven by forces outside of the town true land has been doled out bits at a time there by creating demand without steady supply but this is not what forces the price of land high at least not by its self. This is simply people thinking that they should get as much as anyone else for their little piece of real estate. This is not an evil thing it is a mil...

  While stacking Tupperware and pack away the flotsam that  gathers after three years in The same place. Yes as I gaze over the metropolis of Fort Mcmurray I come to realize that I have indeed become very attached to this cube of space and as the tear down runs it's course the thought of leaving this   physical space called #312-5 Clearwater Crescent becomes sadder more melancholy.   But beyond the space I will miss my place in this "Little Big town".  It is not as though I have made a place for myself here, as I've mentioned, the Mac makes a place by giving breaks or puts you in your place by breaking you. The Mac can seem to be selective and completely unrepentant in the souls it lets prosper and the lives which are shredded to pieces and at first glance it seems most get their just reward. But there are colaterial victims in this tempest of money and yes greed that premeates the social fabric of this Boom Town these are the people who have a b...