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Country Club Handshakes
Ever since that glorious day I came out of my mother’s womb, I have been taught, told and trained by a powerful man who holds dominion over all other things on this planet. He has taught me who to love and who to loathe, what to lust and what to behold. He claims that the Lord is the conductor of his empirical symphony and that manifest destiny is the beat that the world dances to. His suits are now different, his…
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I value and believe…
Recently, as part of a job application I was asked to prepare a personal statement of equity. There were no directions (— and I never got an interview) so I have no idea what was expected. I could find no examples, — not one on the world wide web (perhaps my googling leaves something to be desired!) So, what I produced was an original document that arose out of my own heart and mind. It was difficult to sit alone and…
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“We” Media!
Guess who said this: “News providers had better get web-savvy, stop lecturing their audiences, become places for conversation and destinations where bloggers and podcasters congregate to engage our reporters and editors in more extended discussions.” (a) Noam Chomsky (b) Naomi Klein (c) Paul Jay (d) Rupert Murdoch (e) All of the Above Seems to me the answer could very well be a, b, or c. Seems to me that if you asked them, anyone of them would likely agree with the…
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Hello Mr. Cab Driver
“I smell burnt toast and am having problems breathing,” I wheezed. “I need to go to the hospital right away.” “I will call the cab company,” my fiancée yelped. “You can’t drive me to the hospital? Is Days of our Lives on or something?” I gasped. “No dear, chances are that the cab driver will be a doctor and he can fix you right up and the wait time will be drastically shorter than the hospital!” While rural Canada begs for…
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Saved From The Streets
Saved From The Streets I was headed for juvie a few break and enters some stolen cars, one armed robbery. The Army was my best way out before I ended on the street for good I enlisted as an Engineer got a $5000 bonus the recruiting sergeant was real nice. He said I’d build roads in Iraq And that I’d never have to kill nobody When I got to Iraq I didn’t build no roads I was put on top of…
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Breathing 9/11
On 9/11 I was in a nearby office building I did not see the planes hit but sure heard and felt them everything trembled I trembled Later, I was outside getting lunch when the first building collapsed a poisonous white cloud raced towards me I ran but not fast enough and the white death dust covered me The next day I stayed home but then the government said everyone should go back to work the economy should keep moving it is…
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No Free Lunch
No Free Lunch A stock broker was sitting on a park bench one afternoon when a mosquito lit upon his arm and asked for lunch. The stock broker replied, “I need my blood for myself. But I am always open to a deal.” The mosquito contemplated. “I happen to have many viruses. I will share them with you. Perhaps one of them will evolve into penicillin and make you richer than you already are.” Being richer than he already was—was fundamental…
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Making a Statement
Making A Statement Once upon a time a billionaire learned he was soon to die from cancer. He became determined to make a statement with his death, and for society to recognize he was useful (beyond generating wealth for himself). Without a care for the economic consequences—he had not become a billionaire by being sensitive to the needs of others—he began to liquidate his holdings, turning his hotels and factories and farms and stocks into gold bars. The sudden massive sales…
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Uncomfortably Numb
Most fifteen year old Canadian boys have likely just completed their first year of high school. Some were probably anxious about being good enough to get selected to the various athletic teams that the school had to offer. Some no doubt were worried about being “cool” and worked the proper social channels to be accepted by their peers. Most were likely enamoured with getting the attention of the pretty girls in their grade. Some probably harboured inner fears of getting picked…
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Craving the Ridiculous!
This is a confession. I crave the ridiculous. I do it often. Sometimes I do it several times a day. Sometimes I do it for hours on end. Sometimes I do it for weeks on end. I have done it for as long as I can remember. I do it by choice. Many in my circle of family and friends have tried to dissuade me. They have failed. Some think I need curing of my craving. I refuse to be cured.…
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