I have been having computer issues this week, hence the lack of updates to the blog site. One of the next things I would like to add is a place for readers to respond to my post with comments, then add a bio, and a section featuring our 4 legged friends.
Over the past week I have observed a few things that I believe require a comment.
Our revered Prime Minister (tongue in cheek) has apparently embarrassed his self and Canada once again on the world stage. Then he decides that the major grocers must appear in Ottawa to explain the price increases. Hmm If I remember correctly, he went through this exercise last year and cleared them of any collusion or gouging. It may be a better idea to appoint a Watchdog to keep an eye on the grocery conglomerates. But better yet scrap one of the bigger components of grocery costs, Carbon tax. The Carbon tax applies at every level of the food chain, production, distribution and retail.
We probably have them in our lives, or at least know some. These I call the woe is me crowd, so tied up in the past they can’t move forward and blame the world for their issues real or perceived. I would hate to think what kind of life I would have had if I blamed the world for a childhood disease that left me with mobility issues. I was fortunate to have parents didn’t allow self pity. The attitude I developed, with their guidance, was to get over he things you can’t do and do the things you can to the best of your ability. This attitude has served me well. Who would have thought that this kid from Enilda with a limp would grow up to travel the world presenting to communications companies and providing technical assistance to co-workers. I sure as hell didn’t. Have I screwed along the way? You damn right, you do your best at atonement and get on with it. To those stuck in the rut of self pity I would suggest you contemplate the lyrics of these two songs and get on with your life.
Bruise Orange – John Prine
“You can gaze out the window, get mad and get madder
Throw your hands in the air, say, “What does it matter?”
But it don’t do no goo”d to get angry
So help me, I know
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own
Chain of sorrow”
Nothing I Can Do About it Now – Willie Nelson
“I could cry for the time I’ve wasted But that’s a waste of time and tears And I know just what I’d change If went back in time somehow But there’s nothing I can do about it now. I’m forgiving everything that forgiveness will allow And there’s nothing I can do about it now”
It’s a warm one in Calgary, going to crack a beer and prep some burgers for the BBQ.