…there will always be Facebook. However, raising a cup o’kindness yet will still have to be done offline.
Here’s to a 2009 that doesn’t suck as much as 2008.
Archive for December, 2008
Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot…
Wednesday, December 31st, 2008Fighting for your 15 min’s
Wednesday, December 17th, 2008So the internet is aflame over this freak making a ruckus of not getting a birthday cake with his son’s name on it. (Did you get all of that?)
Mostly, the problem is the kid happens to be named Adolph Hitler Campbell. How could the parents have seen anything wrong with that name?? If only we could travel back in time and educate them on just who this Adolph Hitler was, perhaps we could have prevented this.
Or not. His daughter is JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell.
So this guy has been working really hard now to get this attention. Three children into this before he was able to get noticed. That’s not insignificant. That’s purposeful planning.
I’m pretty much convinced that this was the ultimate goal he was looking for. I mean, who puts the full name on a birthday cake?
“Fire Them All!”
Friday, December 12th, 2008
Image borrowed from today's Metro.
The hits just keep on coming. I have yet to personally see any sort of support for the Bus Drivers on strike. And this sort of stuff is the reason why:
Striking OC Transpo workers caused delays near Algonquin College at a Park and Ride station at Woodroffe Avenue and Baseline Road Friday, frustrating students who showed up to write their exams.
“They might not let me write my exam,” said college student Jen Tan, who was stopped at the picket line 10 minutes before her exam was scheduled to start.
“Three minutes each car, we’ll let you go through. We’re here, it’s our right. We’re fighting for our right. When you come in the real world of working people, you’ll see how it is,” one union member told Tan as she pleaded to pass the picket line.
‘Cause harassing students is a surefire way to win the hearts and minds of the public. And there’s something about the phrase “We’re here, it’s our right.” that has this snotty arrogance to it. Like they’re purposely blurring the difference between the right to be allowed to do something versus being right in doing something. Kinda like the Westboro Church.
Yeah, I went there.
Hail(storm) to the Bus Driver
Wednesday, December 10th, 2008The OC Transpo bus drivers union is on strike, and I take the bus to work. Which means I woke up at 5:45am this morning just to make it to work on time.
Working in down town Ottawa means that there’s not enough parking to go around without busing. So get there early or don’t get there at all.
Just to help things we got dumped on with 20+cm of snow over the last two days. But thankfully my little Honda Fit (with all-season tires, no less) somehow managed to make it.
I’m not a happy camper with the strike or the timing of it. I realised that the job isn’t exactly that great but this really rubs me the wrong way. And every time their union head talks I want to hit him. Seriously, I’ve got no sympathy for the union on this one and (for now) I’m perfectly willing to get up at 5:45am.
I’ve been listing to CFRA (of all things…) just to try and get news updates and I’m hearing a lot of things I’m not liking. That the city’s Auditor General is saying that the city’s services are abusing overtime and other things. They also implied that some of the changes in the contracts are to try to curb some of this – and that’s what the strike is over. Just to add to that, CFRA’s morning blow-hard hand picked this quote to read over the air:
I don’t care who the mayor is. The mayor doesn’t run this city, I run this city.
Which was, we were told, what the top guy for all the city’s unions said after the last election. It wouldn’t surprise me that this could have been taken out of context, and the way it was intoned on the radio made it sound like a line from a mob boss in a movie, but it still leaves a bad taste in your mouth. The inmates are running the asylum.
When trying to leave the city centre today the streets where jammed so we decided not to add the the chaos and get something to eat before joining the roadway fun. We walked down Elgin past City Hall and there was a picket line there. While we were walking by (on the other side of the street) some guy just started shouting at them. Really laying into them. It wasn’t just swearing, he was just going on and on but I only caught a few words, stuff like “contributing” and “producing”. As in – they don’t. I wish I had been closer so I could have heard it clearly. And the whole time everyone walking by were just glancing at the picketers in some kind of silent agreement. It was weird.
It was also, however, awesome.
The Cos
Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008Last Friday night I got to see the Bill Cosby live at the NAC. And it was awesome.
But really, he could have just sat in the chair for an hour and a half and just stare at the audience and I would have been happy. It’s Bill Cosby. I wasn’t a particularly big fan of The Cosby Show, but who didn’t watch it?
We were back in Row W so we didn’t get a great view but in a certain way it was kinda interesting. There were two screens at the back of the stage which gave everyone a close up view of Bill (His close friends call him Bill. You call him Mr. Cosby.) but when viewing him directly the distance played tricks on your vision. The lack of detail in the face mostly just hid the roughness of age. On the screen was a 71 year old man. But to the naked eye I was seeing the Bill Cosby off the cover of one of his early albums.
Right before finishing with his classic The Dentist, he added this little anticdote on his way to Ottawa:
The economy in America is… is just terrible. People losing their jobs, losing their homes. It’s bad, bad stuff.
When I got here I stopped at a store to get… to get some eye drops. And I gave the clerk a hundred dollars.
And the guy… the guy gave me back a hundred and seventeen dollars and twenty three cents.
{dramatic pause and look of bewilderment}
WHO?!??!!?…….. is your George Bush?!?!?
