Showing posts with label journalism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journalism. Show all posts

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Blog update and commentary on commentary.

Part IV will be delayed for at least a couple of days. The reason for this is that I spent a couple of days out in the country - visiting. Far East Scarberia. Very apporroopppooo.

Comments on comments


One commenter had a problem on me making comments. The person pointed out that sometimes I put a comment while often I will cite or introduce a newspaper clipping without commenting.

Firstly I defer to the intelligence of the reader and the skill of the writer whose narration often exceeds mine thereby carrying far more authority. It doesn't mean I don't have an opinion on it. Rather it likely means that the article is fairly straight forward requiring little or no embellishment whatsoever.

Its like repainting a Mona Lisa. Another coating of paint is unnecessary.

If an article winds up in this blog it is very likely that I agree with the gist and focus of the work. Otherwise I probably would say something. In my blogging you will note that I work like an advocate placing information in front of a bench judge. The reader is the judge.

Also it sometimes is important to establish a context. In the instance of the blog about Mi Hyun Kim it was necessary to establish a context for the positioning of the article in this blog. Otherwise my erstwhile intelligent readership, despite their patently reknown skill at life would likely not put lady golfer, charity, into quite another category. "What's that old idiot geezer writing about now! A golfing chick he's got the hot's for. Horny old fool!"

In that case it was necessary to establish a foundation of why I place it into a blog. Anyhow back to the next bloggith.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Dilemma

Well recently I sat inside for a couple of weeks. Outside there was fairly good weather.

Freezing rain keeps pouring down in this endless storm. Which is okay, this is good for the grass. The lawn grass to be more specific. Would hate to spread false imagery.

Anyway, now there is a strong desire to go outside. Yes I know its confusing to me too.

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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Onwards and downwards

More age discrimination. About ten months ago after my career ending injury, I looked around for another opportunity. I always wanted to be an Editor.

I applied everywhere. Shut out. Its the old story. Its not who you know, its who you Lewinsky. I've given up trying to find anything in that line of werk.



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Monday, February 26, 2007

Hair Craft


Oh the cheers.

This morning I took a look at my long hair in the mirror. Its hard finding a part in long hair. Yecch.

I can't afford a haircut. The right one is twenty bucks. The wrong one is free. I used to look good.

Now its getting attached. Hey women just love this stuff. When I kept my hair short I couldn't get close without the look of initial fear. Now. "Oh, Its just an old hippie... cool."

Amazingly I'm in my mid 50's. All my other friends my age have money and can afford a haircut. But are mostly bald. Its indeed a twisted world.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Shorter story

Having an extra loonie around. I ambled passed the corner restaurant. The owners are East Indian likely Pakistani or Islamic Indians. No matter. The lady there makes an excellent tea.

Normally mid-asian foods curry no flavour with me. However... What? That hurt you a lot more than it hurt me. My story. My bad jokes.

On with the tea. Its really good. I don't dare take it a couple of days before a doctor's appointment. The blood pressure soars. Well I drifted in wearing a shirt, no coat, no jacket. Its only minus three or four and the rest of the city dwellers are wrapped like real weinies. I live just across the street. Its not like going to the south pole. No big deal.

Anyway the tea is wonderful. Grade AAA. Spicy. Medium for only a buck.

So this Chinese guy pipes up while I exit the establishment. How tall are you?

"5'2" I said.

"No" he replied laughing.

"Ya true." says I. "I was born before 1970. The government brought in metric. Now I'm shorter."

Sunday, February 18, 2007

It doesn't work... unless

It must the day of the soldier. I support our troops. However I do not support the clowns in Ottawa who run the show. Good soldiers obey orders. No matter how stupid those orders may be.

One of the most important lessons of the Viet Nam War was the fact that rotation of active combat troops doesn't work. In that war the rotation for troops was one year duty.

Now on the eve of a Taliban spring offensive General Hillier is rotating out veteran troops and is sending in green or raw troops. Even if those troops have been there before, it takes a bit of work to get back into the non routine of being shot at. This is the critical point in the war. The decisive moment. The Taliban will certainly throw everything they got.

The Taliban now know that the Canadians rotation is coming about. Notice they haven't picked a fight with Canadians in the last couple of months. But last spring when the Royal Canadians showed up for the first time they waited till the Pats went back to the Edmonton barracks.

Most of those 44 Canadian casualties were suffered on a fresh rotation. This is a no brainer. The smart move would be to rotate the Princess Pats back into action sooner than later. Then keep them on station as a regiment until next year in the autumn of 2008. But Hillier is Harper's lap dog now.

An all out attack by the Taliban against fresh raw Canadian troops may cause another 200 casualties under the worst scenario. But keeping the present troops on station then supplementing them with Princess Pat vet volunteers would enable the field commanders in Afghanistan to have the best available human resource for countering the new Taliban offensive.

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Friday, February 16, 2007

Garbage bags

Ever notice that no matter how tough the name of the garbage bag. You know tough names like "Tough," or "Nobust" or "Wall". They still rip.

I once bought a very tough sounding bag that ripped in a wind. There is a lesson in this.

The toughest garbage bag I ever got was non of them names. It had only Professional Garbage Bags 7 mil. I still use them. They don't wear out. They don't rip. I am avoiding buying tough things.