Monthly Archives: March 2016

(Conrad in 1904; photo by Beresford, Radio Times Hulton Picture Library) “What makes mankind tragic is not that they are victims of nature, it is that they are conscious of it. To be part of the animal kingdom under the … Continue reading →

And when the European economy and Europe collapse, how many Albertans will still be queued up in big-ass monster trucks for cheap coffee at Tim’s?

Frank Shuster’s great recurring line in “Rinse the Blood off My Toga”, Wayne and Shuster’s classic spoof of Julius Caesar and private detective tv shows of their day. They knew what the core of this tragedy was really about. To … Continue reading →

“There is no absolute knowledge. And those who claim it, whether they are scientists or dogmatists, open the door to tragedy. All information is imperfect. We have to treat it with humility.” –Joseph Bronowski

It’s pretty smooth sailing till I get to the halfway point. Three blocks worth of sidewalk thoroughly cracked. A long gash running like a chasm to forever. “Well, Nothing’s perfect, you know” and “It could be worse, I suppose.” Sometimes … Continue reading →

(foreshadowing on Sidney, B.C. street bench of plane encounter later?) “And many are the dead men too silent to be real”–Gordon Lightfoot, “Canadian Railroad Trilogy” Lightfoot speaks of the many nameless workers who gave their lives to forge the Canadian … Continue reading →

It’s all just information no matter how you regard or interpret it. Dreaming last night of being with my wife in Mexico at a park with a beach beyond it. Seeing a park attendant with a hoodie working about 20 yards … Continue reading →

There’s a lot to be said for clarity especially at 2. 3 & 4 a.m. In order to in- crease perspective u need many people asleep Mental dis- engagement & openness to suggestion don’t hurt either So what can u … Continue reading →

The grumpy queue shortened. ‘No fat,’ decreed the matron in front of me. ‘No whip,’ cried her friend. ‘Next,’ and a barrista`s what`s-your-pleasure look. ‘Latte,’ I asked and settled for a tall. (Oh the way she pulled the nozzle down … Continue reading →

left: Vancouver moment that inspired poem on right. I first joined the Stroll 25 years ago, being a member most of that time, rejoining after an invitation from Anne Marshall after the passing of Dean McKenzie. It is a top-notch … Continue reading →