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~ Friday, April 04, 2003
Another link via Randy, this one a somewhat more detailed response to Ambassador Celucci's complaints about Canada.
In Stock Now, it's the Baby Protector Gas Mask. Among other things, it's "designed to protect against nuclear, biological and chemical exposure." Imagine my relief.
~ Thursday, April 03, 2003
Funny how many of my American friends believe they live in a country with more freedoms than Canada. (Via Boing Boing.)
~ Wednesday, April 02, 2003
Disarmament clinic. This seems to be making its way around the web pretty fast. A good laugh for Monty Python fans.
It says something when even evangelical Christians (and yes, I know, they really aren't the monolithic bogeymen we all know and hate) are questioning some of Bush's strategy. Finally, someone in the US is seeing that maybe, just maybe, the word "Crusades" is bouncing around inside more than a few Muslim skulls.
I believe that there is no better explanation as to why the US is currently at war, than in A Warmonger Explains War to a Peacenik (Via Tom Tomorrow). The tautology here is unmatched by anything except real life.
~ Tuesday, April 01, 2003
I keep hoping that this will make it up here to the hinterlands, but I must admit, it isn't likely. Puppetry of the Penis is something that just wouldn't play well in a town like Prince George.
Here are some possible follow-up songs for one-hit wonders.
~ Monday, March 31, 2003
"God Bless America" has replaced "Take Me Out to the ball Game" for the seventh inning stretch at MLB home openers. Why this is necessary for a game being played in Canada is somewhat beyond me, and will likely irritate a few fans at the game. Out will come the boo birds, and then media reports south of the border will appear, all wondering why Canada so hates the US.
Here's the thing: most of us - the vast majority - do not hate the US. But I'm willing to bet that the vast majority do believe that the US shows little sensitivity to concerns of its neighbours and allies. Hell, most Americans have little knowledge about those same neighbours, but don't realize how this raises hackles. Some Americans are hurt when Canadians pull a stunt like booing a national anthem, but it always reminds me of the hurt that a dog shows when it's been swatted for something it did a while before; it has no knowledge that it may indeed have done something to provoke the reaction.
Some Americans wear their ignorance of the world like a badge of pride, but most of the ones I know who are little-educated about Canada (as a logical for-instance) are embarassed about it. But school systems and the media, however you might feel they are falling down on the job, have a real handful just in teaching and reporting about America. The country is so big, so vital, so active, that it's a wonder anyone can tell what's happening outside of their state, much less country. This isn't an excuse, mind, and it's certainly not the only reason. As well, I could point to lots of failings about Canada and our own lack of knowledge about our neighbours. Not as many, but still a goodly number.
But I'm still perplexed about singing an American song at, granted, and American game, in a Canadian city. But then, I'm one who feels national anthems have no place at sporting events.
~ Sunday, March 30, 2003
"So maybe we ought to start grading presidential candidates for an IQ. Although it's hard to see why anybody that's very smart would want to run." That link from Talking Points Memo, a quote from an interview with the former chief of staff of the USAF.
This preparing for the Scotland trip is exhausting, especially coupled with finishing my paper, preparing a press release for the Grand Master and the Nebulas, and listening to the kids play oh-so-loudly.
Here's the current plan, with definite stays being linked; the others I await word: we start August 13-16 in Edinburgh; the 17th in Banff; the 18th and 19th (and therefore our anniversary) in Cromarty; the 20th and 21st in Ullapool; the 22nd and 23rd on the Isle of Skye; the 24th and 25th somewhere in Kintyre; and the 26th in Glasgow, likely at a hotel near the airport. The car is rented at a decent rate, although once we get to Edinburgh it will park and sit for the first few days, aside from some wrong-side-of-the-road practice out in the countryside.
Then back on the 27th, and a few hours later I fly again, to Toronto for WorldCon, and Jo will fly up to meet the boys and her parents.