Born on a mixed subsistence farm in rural Lunenburg County, Nova Scotia, Canada. Moved to Ontario in 1967 to attend University at what was then Waterloo Lutheran University and moved to Oakville, Ontario in 1971. Without intending to live up to the name became a letter carrier the following January and have worked for Canada Post ever since. I retired in August of 2008.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Public Behaviour

We seem to have raised an entitled generation that is totally lacking in self-discipline. Young parents who have no qualms about holding an entire restaurant or aircraft hostage to their squalling brats and then are incensed if they are asked to leave or get off the plane. Couples who have no manners with regard to engaging in public displays of affection—PDA's in social media parlance.

A peck on the cheek or a brief hug have long been acceptable terms of endearment. In acknowledgement drop-off points at public transit sites are called kiss and ride. But to expose a captive audience in a line-up for an attraction in a public park to protracted advanced petting or snogging is just plain rude no matter the gender or sexual orientation of the exhibitionists.

These would be the same generation that seem attached at the hip to their smart-phones as distracted driving statistics prove. Who can't sit through a public arts performance without whipping out their devices to disturb fellow audience members while they text, it seems they are incapable of waiting til the movie, drama, or concert is finished.

These same people cannot seem to enjoy a meal with friends without interrupting it to take a call or answer a text.

Don't get me going on the topic of Pokemon.

Monday, July 11, 2016

The Post Office-At it again

To begin two questions:

Is mail delivery an essential service and if so why were Postal Workers given the right to strike?

If mail delivery is a public service why was it made a Crown Corporation, a for profit corporation?

The last Postal contract was dictated in essence by government legislation when that strike/lockout was ended by Act of Parliament and a rather mean-spirited act it was.

Knowing that any strike/lockout is likely to be ended by Parliament Post Office Management has little impetus to bargain seeing binding arbitration as likely to come down in its favour.

One of the major issues at present is Employee Pensions. Those of us with long memories will remember a time when Corporations were arguing that they be allowed to raid bloated pension funds to support their operations. The Civil Service Pension Fund was invested in the National Debt at 0.5% interest at a time when my own Savings Account was earning 20% interest. Those days are gone.

We've been hearing a great deal lately about the actuarially unsound nature of the Canada Pension Plan. The Baby Boom Generation of which I am a part have been retiring at a rate that has seen a third of all government employees retire in five years. Couple this with Governments laying off employees by the hundreds of thousands to save costs and we are left with too few present employees making contributions to keep pension plan reserves healthy. Technological Change and efficiencies have further reduced the number of employees making contributions, at Canada Post down 10,000 from 60 to 50,000.

You may remember that USPS famously declared their pension shortfall at $700,000,000.00. Should the Civil Service Pension Fund be bled down to zero those costs will be borne by the Government of Canada's General Revenue. Canada Post Deficits are a similar drain on the Government of Canada. The question remains, should future employees be liable for the short-sightedness of past governments?

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof







S o is he? The god of the Old Testament is a rather vengeful misogynist sort given to fits of temper and rather aloof from his creation. It is the Good News of the New Covenant that introduces a loving saviour who is engaged with the universe. Can an omnipotent god be held to moral precepts or is she above petty human concepts of good and evil?

The charismatic denominations would have you saved by the blood of the lamb, a personal saviour who brings comfort and solace in times of need. A soothing concept to which the faithful are driven by threat of the fires of Hell.

The cartoon and following paragraph outline a debate that has raged for millennia. Just how active is God in the operation of his universe and does he intervene in the day to day affairs of his creatures. Creationists would have us believe that a loving God actively created the world and all that is therein. Science and logic would hold that universal laws exist that operate unattended by a higher power. Prayer has as its object in many cases a hope that God will intervene and miracles can happen.

If you jump off a cliff and your parachute fails to open.... If your drinking water is poisoned by lead or mercury.... If two vehicles approach one another at 60 mph.... The universal laws of nature exist. They are neither good nor bad. The moral concepts of good and evil apply to man's use of God's Creation. If you get trapped under water you will drown; on the desert without water you will die of thirst.

Always we suffer from the unfairness of bad things happening to good people. In the OT paradigm such misfortune would have been seen as punishment for wrongs committed by an individual or the society in which he lived. However loving or caring we conceive of our god to be she cannot protect us from the consequences of our decisions and actions. Our lifestyle choices will affect our health, the climate we live in will affect our clothing and housing choices. If we build on a flood plane sooner or later our house will be flooded.

God Is. He is neither bad nor good. But is there a God, ah, that's the question.

Best Buy is offering a free in-home consultation regarding a tech savvy world in which appliances would interact with other tech such as your cell phone. Which presupposes one owns such a thing. Experience counsels caution. This morning my tablet's OS was updated. The keyboard that interacted fine by bluetooth connection suddenly is no longer recognized. I'll let it charge for a day to make sure that isn't the problem before I panic. What if that were the high-tech entry system that suddenly decided not to grant me entry to my home?

In my grandmother's day the likes of Publisher's Clearing House and Jay Norris made her feel important keeping her mailbox full of ads for snake oil remedies such as Minard's Lineament or Dodd's Little Liver Pills. Cod Liver Oil and Spring Tonic--the latter mainly a sweetened brandy. Today the internet has taken up the slack with spam offering male enhancement, someone to occupy your bed, weight loss remedies, you're a winner or the latest enhancing your gut culture. Well we know that exposure to bovine gut culture will kill you. Cures for invented syndromes such as that little blue pill for erectile dysfunction have even gone mainstream.

The first browser I ever used automatically blocked all ads. The Lycos Browser came with my IBM home computer. It was only later I became exposed to the world pop-ups on Internet Explorer. Anyone who still uses Microsoft's free hotmail account knows of the thousands of daily spam that litter their inbox. So of late I use software to block ads on Zuckerberg's Facebook and Ghost anti-tracking plus AdBlock generally. Seems I live in a fool's world. It's those ads that keep the internet free and pays the bills for content providers. As I have discovered even the lowly Bridgewater Bulletin want to charge you for reading their content.

In an attempt to fight back websites are refusing to grant access to their content if your computer blocks tracking cookies and AdBlock is paying for its free software by white-listing sites for pay. Oh what a tangled web we weave!

Playing catchup

The liabilities of bearing your father's names, of being Junior, The Third in a line of like-named family members had never occurred to me until I heard Sherman Alexie talk about standing at the foot of his father's grave as the coffin is lowered and seeing his name on the tombstone as it comes into view. At issue is personhood, of having an identity that is uniquely one's own not to mention the pressure of living up to the reputation attached to that name and the apprehension of failure if you don't to live up to those expectations.

Ben Mulroney to cohost morning TV. Son of The Jaw that walks like a man, until the Harpie Canada's most despised Prime Minister. Fortunately we have the option of ignoring the son. Remember, a biography of Mila was first remaindered and then pulped because no one wanted to read it.

Taylor Lautner. His dimpled chin and bulging bis and pecs got him through 4 episodes of Twilight. Unfortunately there's more to acting than flashing a cute smile and flexing sans shirt.

Woodstock, Ontario. What makes it a hotbed for teen suicide? I've been there. A sleepy little town with no major industrial operations surrounded by farmland on all sides. 

 Prudery in NA

If you want to see the difference pick up a European Magazine at a specialty news stand. Even in America sex sells in advertising and social media sites are full of pictures of teenage boys proudly showing off their boners and girls show little more discretion.

Contrast this with the screaming meanies that occur when some repressed harridan catches sight of a mother discretely breast feeding her infant on a bus, in a mall, or a restaurant. And then there's the phenomenon of children expressing revulsion at the sight of their parents sharing physical affection or horrors stumbling upon them "doing it". Just how do they think they got into the world. In third world countries where an entire family and their livestock count themselves lucky to have a single roof over their heads children are not scarred for life by witnessing "the primal scene". Nudism and clothing optional beaches are no cause for excitement outside America. Contrast this with Muslim cultures where only family members are allowed to see their female relatives and women appear in public, if at all, covered from head to foot lest they tempt the appetites of a man. 

Canada Day

I'm visiting this site on CBC:


To Peter Mansbridge, I have one of those RCMP pocket knives.

To Jay Baruchel, my flag will ever be the Canadian Ensign under which generations of Canadian Soldiers fought and died.

To Kim Campbell, recent scandals have tarnished the image of our once proud RCMP: the commissioner convicted of perjury – lying to Parliament, the deaths, their image including knives such as Mansbridge's sold by Disney.

To Joseph Boyden, early trains were indeed flying bombs – large boilers of high-pressure super-heated steam.

To Murray Sinclair, I regret the past and have met people subjected to residential schools. Schools in general throughout North America need to promote true learning and teach students to think for themselves. The school I attended was a place of rigid conformity, ringing buzzers and lines of students heading from class to class.

Anthems tend to jingoistic, martial affairs with unsingable ranges and tunes. They are what they, I just wish they'd leave it alone so I can remember the lyrics dated though they may be.

To Charlotte Gray, humour and the art of the insult are credited with being one of the pillars of all civilization. The attempt to reach accommodation rather then reach for a gun is so Canadian.

Elizabeth Hay, frugality, practicality, ingrained in me since birth. Making do rather than grasping for more.

Like the founders of this nation I may not agree with all those opinions but I defend the right to hold them and join with all in affirming a country that logically cannot exist but has despite that for nearly 150 years.

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