Archive for November, 2013

The Plight of Pawns

The trouble with elections is, they only last for a few weeks during which individuals of voting age  count.  The four years that follow that same voter becomes nothing more than a pawn.  The announcement today of Hydro increases that will top 25% is another reminder of this. DSC00591 (3)

During the election campaign we heard how important families were and that seniors, having given years of service to the province, deserved consideration.   In speeches the same people told us huge increases for electricity they would not allow.  The Hydro increases announced today proves them to be liars.  Does anybody think there won’t be a new pipeline?

So what will 25% mean in dollars and cents, and who will be most affected?  Let me count the ways.  Take your present Hydro bill, divide it by four and add that amount to your present bill.  For me it will be about $700 a year or almost $60 a month.  If you think you can cut back to keep from paying more, you’ll have to shut all power off for 1.75 days each week.  That’s 42 hours each week of the year.   But that’s not all the bad news.  Prices of everything you and I will buy will go up.  A business must pass its costs on to the customer.  Health care will be more expensive.  School districts already strapped for funds will have increased costs which will translate to fewer services for student.

And who will be most affected.  That one is easy.  The same families we heard our politicians say they will make sure they get a fair shake, the same seniors on fixed incomes they claimed they would protect from the poorhouse.  What about young people trying to make ends meet in colleges and universities?

But maybe the bigger issue is that we have allowed politicians to lie to us, making promises they had no intentions ever to keep.  I know if I told my employer over and over I would do a job and then I didn’t do it, that employer would have the right to fire me and most likely would do so.

I wrote the Premier today and hope a lot of people will do so.  Don’t you think enough is enough?

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Remembrance day poppyIt’s Remembrance Day today.  Have you ever wondered why we wear a poppy and why we gather to remember?  Our youth, I’m sure are wondering about it.  Without anyone pointing them to the answers they might get the mistaken idea that what happens on November 11 each year glorifies war.  So what is it we should never forget?  What should we always remember?

Yes, we should remember those who gave up their life fighting against oppression.  They did not go to glorify war.  They joined in the battle, because evil regimes threatened their loved ones’ freedom and oppressed other people.

We must never forget that freedom and peace sometimes comes at an enormous individual and collective price.  How fortunate people in this country are can be seen in the fact that few who have never experience war firsthand really understanding what it means to have lost all basic freedoms and to live in fear daily.

It is vital that we now always guard the freedoms we have lest we lose them.  No group, no country is immune to those with evil and selfish goals and ambition and would not stop short to enslave others to reach those goals.  field of poppies 4

Years ago I wrote a poem in memory of my father who was killed when I was five.  He was not a soldier, but he was a citizen of a country held in the grip of an evil dictator and his hordes of henchmen.  Near the end of the war all males older than fourteen had to report to defend against advancing armies.  The Russian army had advance close to Breslau or home, then a city in East Germany, now called Wroclaw in Poland.  A few weeks earlier we and all civilians had been ordered to flee to points west and south.  That late winter he lost his life.  We have never been able to find out where he is buried.  One unsubstantiated report we did receive said he was shot while forced to dig a mass grave.  The poem below, “Did the Bugle Weep for You?” I wrote years ago a day or two before Remembrance Day.

Did the Bugle Weep for You?

My father, young and full of hopes and dreams

Of life yet to be lived for many days there after                                      Bugler at dusk

Of your mother’s smile, your wife’s soft touch

Of your sons’ and daughters’ smiles and laughter.

In the last days cold duty called you to take arms

To defend against advancing army’s guns

An army of men also with dreams and hopes

For their future days and waiting loved ones.

My father, young and full of hopes and dreams

A dictator’s senseless war one cold, dark day slew

Your hopes, your dreams and your life still young.

At the end of your day – did the bugle weep for you?

(WHM in my father’s memory)

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