Archive for July, 2010

with the passage of time, will we forget?
July 26, 2010

Will we ever forget what we’ve just been through?

I won’t ever forget the two little girls who cried on their way out the door tonight after the vote. Broken hearts.

I won’t ever forget the RCMP officer standing up front next to Nathan Hildebrand after the vote. Fear factor?

I won’t ever forget the former deputy mayor and defeated mayoral candidate all smiles hob nobbing with her “suddenly we’re friends again” council members. Two faces?

I won’t ever forget the crack in Chad’s voice as he told the audience he would support this motion. Real emotion.

I won’t ever forget Ken Jaimeson offering a new blue suit jacket to a stranger in the audience. Nice touch.

I won’t ever forget Alan Harrison’s careful logic. Lesser of two evils.

Nor will I forget Debbie Cannon’s thanks and appreciation of Wa:ter’s very good work. Touching humility.

I won’t ever forget the word brown field redevelopment as explained by Kevin Flynn. Google that.

I won’t ever forget Ivan Idzan’s principled rationale. Unsung hero.

I hope I forget the fatigue and the stress.

What I will anxiously look forward to is to see whether or not Smart Centres delivers on its hint of promise of a more shopping (instead of the same shopping in a new place) to their orange bag-touting supporters. They didn’t support SC to be nice. They supported SC because there’s something in it for them. Some developers can split a town using classic divide and conquer tactics (despite remarks made by Kevin to the contrary). They divided. They conquered. Now the supporters will demand reciprocity and reward. Don’t leave them hanging. Payback’s a bitch when you don’t deliver.

All of this may still have been for not. And that’s one thing I’m not prepared to forget about.

time’s up (almost…)
July 23, 2010

We said what we had to say. now we wait. I already feel the nerves and anxiety of the anticipation. Yes or No. Or maybe so.

we’ll have to wait till monday at the special council meeting.

tick tock goes the clock.

259,200 seconds

4,320 minutes

72 hours

3 more sleeps

sleep being the operative words. So I wish everyone a restful weekend. enjoy the sunny shuswap, the lake, the company of friends and family.

thanks to everyone who came out. helped out. stepped up and stood tall.

we’ve got plenty to be grateful for and plenty to make us great.

time will tell and indeed and we’ll all be listening.

And since we’ve spent most of our week arguing on our positions, I’ll end this post with the quintessential argument video. listen for the bell…


march of the penguins
July 19, 2010

T minus 10 minutes to the beginning of our public hearing on the Smart Centres Development. If you have a Smart Centres in your community, you’ll know that their logo is made up of cute little penguins.

In preparation for the hearing, Smart Centres invited its supporters to the curling rink across from the recreation centre. Too funny isn’t it? Penguins, a curling rink. They even had ballons out at the doors to show them the way. I’m surprised they didn’t have a marching band too. Quite the fanfare.

You know, penguins are an apt symbol for this corporation. Watch this video as you think about what our poor little town has been through these last few years. Ironically, it’s quite apt indeed.

So march away penguins. I’m staying home. I’ve said what I had to say. I think I’ve been heard. My letters to council have been answered. My e-mail acknowledged. I’ll leave my spot for someone else to take that journey with a simple request that you be nice to each other. Because after the penguins are gone, we all have to live on this ice island together and it’s getting awfully hot these days!

political prescription side effects
July 16, 2010

Beware the side effects of political prescription. I don’t know about the rest of you but since the accusations that opponents of the SC development could have contributed to vandalism on the site, my head hurts, my neck is sore. I’m a bit jumpy and very easily distracted. Call is a physiological reaction to manipulation and speculation. Of course news today that it is premature, says the RCMP, to tie arson to anyone, never mind opponents is welcome relief. But, as with real medicine, we must follow the prescription to the end of its course. And this next public hearing will be a punishing course of treatment, of that there is no doubt.

My husband and my kids have a cranky mama bear to deal with. Preoccupied with blogs, ranting at the radio, madly typing late into the night. Making calls. Taking calls. Total madness.

A little debate is a healthy thing. But is this too much of a good thing?  I know it’s not good for me. I have to kick the habit.

So with just a few days till the ugliness starts yet again, I need to take a chill pill. Go for a walk. Turn off my computer. Listen to some music. Meditate. Go to yoga. Force fluids and get a decent night’s sleep already. Because city hall has to deal with this one way or the other. SC can stay or SC can go. But we have to live here, with each other, for ever after. And regardless of your opinion on the matter, can we at least agree that we’ll need to find a way to get along once the microphones are turned off, the chairs are put away, and the lights are dimmed in our, ironically named, in this case, community recreation centre.

So in the interest of harmony, I offer up this youtube video of wind chimes.

Peace out.

fighting fire with fire
July 14, 2010

You’ve GOT to be kidding me.

I’ve read some ridiculous accusations in my day, but this one is over the top.

what the H-E-double hockey stick was the SC VP of Corporate Affairs thinking when she went on basically accusing the opponents of burning down that butt-ugly, useless piece of crap building on their property. As if. If anyone wanted to burn it down, do you think opponents would wait until days before the public hearing to do it? I mean, c’mon. Ridiculous. Insulting. Outrageous.

That it burned to the ground and no one (thank the Lord) was hurt might be one of the best things to happen to them. Think about how much it would cost to demolish it and pay to dump it at the local landfill. If they were smart as they so claim to be, they would have made arrangements with the local VOLUNTEER fire department to do a controlled burn. But no. They used this terrible unfortunate act of personal desperation or random accidental cigarette butt throwing out the window in the middle of a heat wave, to leverage what little community support they have to reinforce their support. To vilify our legal right to oppose this development by accusing reasonably minded, intelligent, devoted community members and discredit us days before the hearing. How desperate. I’m disgusted. And you should be too.

You know, until today, I was at peace with this. If it was to happen, it would happen. I could live with it. Though I’d always regret that I couldn’t do more to keep the empty building on the Trans Canada less ugly because they moved to the new development. I wouldn’t shop there. But I could live with it. C’est la vie. Life goes on.

But now, I’m mad. And you should be too. A woman, in Vaughn Ontario, me thinks, protests too much. Epic Drama. Like Hamlet. Manifest destiny.

A local radio station, owned by a multi national media organization – casually publicizing only SC’s views – not exactly what I would call balanced journalism. Ending the piece with accusations that the last public hearing was hijacked by environmentalists. Give me a break. How do you hijack a PUBLIC hearing.

Poor supporters. Too afraid to attend a public hearing? Too afraid to attend a corporate BBQ?  C’mon. I know these people. They are brave and reasonable. Determined and strong in their views. How insulting for them. The real question is what is SC afraid of and how far will it go to get what it wants. This is desperation. If you can’t see this, you’ve got blinders on.

Screen writers in Hollywood could not have scripted this better. Coincidence? Now I have to wonder. George Clooney – the reasonable community activist who sees things for what they are. Tom Cruise, the super keen wanna go some where project developer who wants to make his mark. Write it up, at least we could all benefit from the movie rights.

So, here I am. Business owner, Mom, neighbour, friend, voter. I’m calling it. BS. Shame on you SC. And if you’re brave enough to phone or e-mail me madam VP, I’ll post it, word for word, right here on the Blahgg Blog. But i’m not holding my breath. I suspect you have bigger flames to fan.

And as for anyone else, make up your own mind. Start here:

See you at the public hearing.

billion dollar buzz
July 12, 2010

Is it me or is billion the buzz word du jour.

G8 and G20 summits – a billion

BC’s share of the Olympics – about a billion

The spill in the gulf – 3 billion so far

The pipeline for northern BC – 4 billion

A billion seems to be the going rate. If you want to get serious about something, it had better have a billion dollar price tag.

I think a number numbness sets in at the billion dollar mark. It’s so big, we can’t really comprehend how much it is. Like when you get to thinking about infinity or how far the stars really are or how big the sun really is or what the speed of light really means. Maybe it’s human nature. Our brains are saving our brain cells for the day to day stuff like remembering to feed and water our young. I dunno. But when I think about a billion, I start to feel that same feeling I get when I drink my slurpee too fast. Ouch.

Alright brain cells, buckle up. Let’s take this billion dollar baby out for a ride and see how she handles herself.

A billion dollars is 1,000 million dollars.

A billion dollars is 10 thousand 100,000 dollars

A billion dollars is 10 million 100 dollars.

A hundred thousand dollars is .0001 of a billion.

A billion seconds is over 31 years.

A billion minutes is approximately 1901 years.

A billion hours ago, we were in the stone age.

We share this planet with 6.8 billion other people.

One billion of us live in chronic hunger.

I-tunes has sold over 10 billion downloads

Youtube gets 2 billion views per day.

There have been over 50 billion tweets on twitter.

Too bad hungry people can’t eat mp3s, .m.o.v. files and tweets.

The economy has a weird way of sharing resources, meeting needs and distributing wealth. But it would probably take a billion economists to figure out how to fix it.So in the meantime, I’ll go back to my slurpee.