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[Dec. 3rd, 2005|01:48 am] |
A young chap made a statement along the lines that calling canada a democracy is a bit rich considering the fact that our 'democracy' is just a tick in the ballot box every four years for a handfull of knee jerk reactionary partisans. i disagree. i think our shambles of a government is a true working example of the democratic process at it's finest.
the majority of people decide not to give a shit about politics cuz it's boring/pointless/conflicting with my manicure appointment. because people dont give a shit, the politicians have more oppurtunities to not give a shit about their responsibilities. i think it's perfect. if you want to see a true representation of canada then you can look no further at our government.
i personally don't think any liberal party member should be punished for the sponsership scandal, they were only doing the natural thing to do, they should be congratulated instead. it would never of happened if people could put their money where their mouth is and invest themselves in their communities rather then giving lip service. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2005|12:13 am] |
Bought an art book showing the works of Jenny Saville. Made me weep. My art teacher told me how the artist Joan Mitchell in her final cancer striken days could only get up to paint for 30 minutes before having to go to bed again all weak and feeble. I can't look at her paintings without crying too. How can people be so depressed with life when there is so much to take in (perhaps too much).
im seeing a psychiatrist in the new year. i might have A.D.D . Stopped writing for the newspaper and cut back on my classes at university untill i can straighten myself out. ive pissed off myself and too many people for too long. Im not quitting and im not depressed about this. stiff upper lip. |
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| vengance as a human right |
[Jul. 16th, 2005|11:21 am] |
Whenever the police catch a suspect for some heinus crime and the 'criminal' goes to court. All because he is accused the media and people linked by whatever crime has been commited tend to jump to the conclusion that he's guilty(especially in really horrible cause like child molestation or murder). Ive allways found this intriguing, our need for justice or vengance.
i understand the need in those related to a victim of a crime to want some sense of balance but in this particualar sort of event not every accused person who goes to court is found guilty. the court maybe out but in the case of the victim's family they can somtimes be convinced of his/her guilt. on what grounds? simply because the accused got to court in the first place.
'justice' to me is an absurd term. george orwell once wrote about the desire for vengance he saw in the jews that suffered at the hands of the Nazis. One experience he experienced is of watching a jew who like many others suffered terribly. at the end of the war he wanted justice and revenge. when he came accross a dis-sheveled,bruised Nazi SS officer he couldnt even curse him. instead he gave him his coffee.
Orwell wrote that justice was only a 'daydream' and as shown by the Karla Homolka case there are plenty sleep-walking today.
in certain 'irreversible' cases(murder, rape, etc), when someone is convicted lets stop with this bullshit about justice or retribution. it doesnt offer anyhting concrete other than some hopeless idealised anesthetic for the victim or the victim's family. the only thing that matters is that the offender (if guilty) can never repeat the offence again. |
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| Happy Deathday Jesus |
[Mar. 28th, 2005|11:33 pm] |
Easter has passed and i have joyfully eaten chocolate eggs without a thought to God's 'suffering servant' who's death atoned for my sins. Here is the thought:
Christianity was never meant to end, in fact it was never meant to last a century. The apositles and Jesus himself promised that God's return will come in a lifetime and although the argument of what a lifetime to god is may sound plausible given the context that one of the apositles tells people not to bother with marriage because it's pointless if god's coming that argument is woeful at best. So if it wasn't in the left time of Paul, then when was Christ's return?
Fast foward to the eve of 1000AD. Christians convinced that God would return a thousand years since Christ's birth sold their belongings and went to the hills expecting Christ's glorious appearance. I wonder how long they waited before they got the picture that he wasn't coming.
This talk of end times in modern times would sound absurd but even American presidents have been caught up in the act. Ronald Reagan was convinced that he was living in the end times. people were convinced that the anti-christ was Ayotollah khohemi, then it was Saddamm Hussein and now it;s possibly Osama Bin Laden. There are those who see the (spurious) prophecy that the anti-christ will atart a one world order and see the UN as the literal spawn of satan.
As we celebrate christ's death and ressurection (in whatever way we can)i wonder if people will realise that Christianity was perhaps never meant for us. was it meant for the people who lived in Palestine in the first century? and when Christ didnt come as forseen by the 'word of god' then perhaps his word died with it. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2004|12:51 am] |
i have a posc 190 test
career possibilities infinite. interest zero
im really hoping to work more on my music. melissa is a definite yes and hopefully after christmas i will meet and jam with alexis. she says she's not an amazing guitarist but i dont care, i feel she has something to provide, whatever that may be.
the band i like to consider a guerilla project. in this i want there to be as little focus on band members and individual and let the music do all the talking. once everyone is secure and confident with their abillities then i hope for each member of the band to hold equal sway untill the end. the music will only continue for as long as needed. pop music structures abandoned with revertion back to more classical development of 'movements' makiing much use of minnimalism andjazz/improv sensibilities. there will allways be room for more members. if u live in the fraser valley and want to play. make a comment.
the group is social project and political project and artistic and emotional project and whatever. it's a human endevour. |
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[Nov. 16th, 2004|08:20 pm] |
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I will not wear a poppy on rememberance day. i will remmember all dead people not those who fought in the army. it's funny how on novemeber 11th we pretend to care, dust off the vets, shine their medals, parade them on the centopath, call their deeds heroic and shut them away for another year and get back to our tv and jobs, blah blah. serving unquestionably for ur country is not heroic, a true hero sacrifices his life even when there are plenty of roads out. a hero is a person who resists. anyone who calls the first world war a 'great' war will have a free autographed nothing from me. all wars stem from human failures, even should victories should be wreaths of lead shame around our necks. they died cuz we failed. forget the courageous. the fact that they went is disgusting in itself. all human loss is disturbing and the concept of war should be a dead one if we are truely civilised. rememberance day makes necrophiliacs of us all |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 5th, 2004|08:20 pm] |
eat and drink your wine
break your promises
and inflame your ego
sickness and death will come in time |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 3rd, 2004|06:37 pm] |
love and hope shines
shining like the light from my arse |
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[Sep. 15th, 2004|11:20 am] |
R NOW IT IS IN A BOX BUT FOR THEE I MUST TELL IT'S STORY
i had a love once
tainted though now by aching bones
at best it could only survive the spring
summer maybe
in the fall it evaporates
touch it now and with it's
creases and perferations
the memory is the torn skeleton
grasping on it's branches
that broughtbright blossoms
i thought it would burn eternal
a sempiternal image if i would have it so
for that's what they told me life was
as soon as i could walk and talk
they jacknifed me with electrodes
and flooded with me an electricity
that breathed compassion
yet stank in it's vain humanity
before the age of 16 when i knew it's tempered hue
i walked through bombed out blackened corridors
and i knew this could never be true
through there i met their eyes
hollowed through nuture
abandoned in nature
i never had the heart(if ever had one) to tell the truth
so i tried to blank out the black inked bruise
i hoped to make white the grit and the parched sand
only this time some joker give pennance for a pity
and for three years i was intranced in his gaze
my voice gave a different tune
it become strong
propped up by the piper's ditty
i bathed in his blood and knelt by his pierced side
this though i must confide
it was never through grace that i awoke
his lies had stiched up my eyes
and when i tore him out
he took my skin
now i can never sleep
the sky is scorched
and the city is in ruin
yet still i wait
from the ashes the phoenix would rise
i sit in patience
with wonder i open my box
hoping to give my possesion it's second chance
i open it up and where once was love
there is blood
where there was a phoenix
there is the jackal
in it's cry i hear mine
"too little too late!"
gone are the days i could mend
it has found me now(it was allways looking)
and now i know this
love cannot save life
love cannot bring life
love you see,
was never in this life |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 12th, 2004|11:06 pm] |
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this is my time, i have every right to scream, cry, laugh, smile, whisper, whatever. the more sensitive u are the more u get hurt, but the more u enjoy life, the more u appreciate everything. sensitivity equals awareness. to strangle ur sensitivity due to some unwritten masculine law is to strip away ur humanity. those that deny their own emotion or others are walking cripples |
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