OK I know it has been a while since I have written anything. My name is Bob and feel free to grab a cookie and a chair. The cookies are metaphorical but the chairs are yours so real I hope.
Disclosure, I am Canadian. Frost born, winter is always coming. I finally have a keyboard I can write on with my cobbled together system . As I was told, don’t ask. Just write you crazy bastard write.
Something has my hair in a knot this week; well a few things. The 787 Max crashes. I work for a large commercial aircraft manufacture and I never expect or want to hear about an airplane going down. To all those concerned as a person in the industry but not involved in the production of that particular airplane. I can say for a fact that people are working as hard as possible to correct what ever issue it is that troubles that specific version of the 737.
But what really bothers me tonight is this whole supposed explosion of violence against perceived invaders. Against apparently sovereign exclusive white countries.
OK LETS BACK THE FUCK BACK.
There is one HUMAN RACE, like it or not. So FUCKING STOP saying race war. I dare anyone alive to take a DNA test, which was not invented by the Jews. And claim you as you claim have Mongrel, Nigger (as you say) or Middle East ancestry.
This is a war of Culture, Color, and belief. You hate groups are like two little boys in the bath naked as fuck fighting over a submarine. What did your mama do when she saw to kids fighting over nothing?
I am not here to poke and prod but to remind us all of when we were children and could all get along.
But I guess those times have passed these days.
I love you all.
I remeber the morning well. I knew the world had changed that day and we would, Canada and the United States would be going to war. Which the British commonwealth did beside Americans.
Something that sadly gets overlooked these strange days.
I remember as the sky’s shut down, towns in the far east of Canada, little more than fishing villages and refueling stops for Trans-Atlantic flights welcomed hundreds of planes, thousands of people and gave them comfort regardless of country, race, religious beliefs or gender.
I remember very sadly as I saw on the noon news when my friends and I left work to watch the news as the second tower collapsed.
Thinking my Good Lord, someone used one of the planes I build with pride and turned it into a fucking bomb.
I remember sitting in Madison Square Garden a few years later talking with people who had actually witnessed their friends jumping to their deaths rather than burn alive. How these tough sons of britches, working men and women., strong people. Cried at the thought of it all years later.
I remember the calls for vengeance that I knew would come against a regime and people who were not our enemies. I remember seeing Canadian bodies coming home from a war that had to happen perhaps but in wholesale different manner and in a completely different country and way.
My High School World Politics teacher used to say that the only coin worth holding was trust. Trust was the coin of the realm, the only thing worth anything. We as a people, both political and basic were robbed that day and days since in ways both gross and sublime.
Slights of hand have happened to basic simple freedoms, taken for granted, unworked for in our generation.
The world as a whole as I look back has changed as I predicted, we went to war, crushed a region and unleashed exactly what the planners of 9 11 had hoped for all the long. Democratic common sense and reason at war with it’s self.
Posted in New York, Science and History, Uncategorized, World Events
Tagged 9/11, Bombings, Facisism, Islam, NYC, Rants, Remembrance, Terrorism, Twin Towers, World Trade Centre
Gather round kids it’s time to tell you a story, the story of a floating mosque. As strange as it may seem there is a mosque floating down the mighty Mackenzie River as we speak bound for the small community of Inuvik in the Canadian Arctic.
What started as a little mosque on the prairie, Winnipeg to be specific, has become a sort of anti-hate rallying point. The town of Inuvik, located high in the Canadian Northwest Territories is home to a small population of about 100 Canadians of the Islamic faith.
For years they have found space to meet for prayer in trailers and other ad hoc locations. Wanting a proper space to conduct prayers and educate their children was an essential motivation to raising close to $300,000 it’s taken to get the mosque built and moving northward.
Mosque Stuck on Bridge (Photo - Ryan Murphy)
Posted in Breaking News, World Events
Tagged 9/11, Alberta, Arctic, Canada, Inuvik, Islam, Little Mosque on the Prairie, Mackenzie River, Mosque, Northwest Territories, Winnipeg, working together, Zubaidah Tallab Foundation
It’s been nine long years since the events of September 11, 2001 happened and much like people who talk about remembering where they were when Kennedy was killed, I know that I will always have that fateful day burned deeply into my memory.
I remember sitting in my shared office at work my co-workers and I reading the newspaper and drinking our morning coffee as we did every other day before and since. We were joking around listening to a local rock and roll station when the news slowly began to break from New York.
The reports sounded confused at first, a small plane had hit a building in New York, a Cessna one eye-witness had mistakenly reported. It didn’t sound like a big deal at the time, we all went on drinking our coffee. Then the news told of a second plane had crashed in New York, hitting the World Trade Centre and this time it was a commercial airliner. Reports came with every song now, and it seemed prudent to change to a news radio station.
The second airliner approaching the World Trade Centre. (Photo: Reuters)
Posted in Rants, World Events
Tagged 2001, 9/11, Boeing, Canada, CF-18 Fighter, Closed Airspace, Commercial Aircraft, New York City, Ottawa, Peace, September 11, September 11 2001, Terrorist Attack, Twin Towers, War on Terrorism, Warfare and Conflict, Winnipeg, World Trade Centre