Sunday, November 13, 2011

Occupy Wall Street is the Problem, not the Solution

So. Occupy Wall Street. #OWS.  The 99 Percent (which is totally untrue, by the way).  It's a farce, and an offensive one at that.  Despite repeated assurances that it's a broadly representative cross-section of society, the Occupiers remain mainly young university student types.  Why? Because everyone else is too busy working for a living.


Think of it this way- even if Wall Street and the Super-Rich were to blame for all of life's problems, how is camping out going to fix it?  What are the policy objectives? Who specifically will benefit? How will we transition from an unpleasant now to a successful future? No clue, obviously.  But there are drum circles and call-and-response chants.  Great. That will solve everything.  Ironically, while mainly white over-privileged university protestors waste time demanding something, eventually, the children of immigrants are working hard and getting jobs.  Sure, they are entry-level jobs at 20k a year, but that's life.  In 5 years, while their whiny OWS peers are still suffering from student debts, companies are going to be managed by large numbers of people with names like Prabhakaran and Chen.  Which, frankly, is how it should be.

What's my beef with all of this? It's easy.  Nothing in life is free. Nothing.  Somewhere, someone has to pay for whatever it is.  "Free university tuition?" Ask the middle class in Québec how much they like subsidizing student fees province-wide.  "Free health care"? Sure.  Which is why Canada's highest tax bracket begins at 140k, with anyone making over 60k paying at least 40% income tax.  And a 15% VAT.  And gas taxes. And municipal taxes. Nothing. Is. Free.

And I'm tired of paying for the consequences of other people's poor decisions.  You racked up 50k in student debt because you couldn't decide on which program you wanted to do? I hope you like paper hats kid.  Start flipping some burgers, cause that interest on your loan won't pay itself.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

This Isn't Fun Anymore

Today, I had to give myself a new rule.  I will stop engaging in political dialogue over Facebook.  I know, this seems like a pretty logical thing to do and not particularly stressful.  Unfortunately, I'm a political addict and Facebook is pretty well my only means of communication with a lot of my friends.  So why cut this activity from my behaviour?  Pretty simple really: it isn't fun anymore.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Ruminations on Rudeness and Grief

According to Starbucks, Autumn has arrived.  While I might dispute their decision on meteorological grounds, I'm actually delighted because I am a fiend for all things Pumpkin.  Pumpkin Pie, Pumpkin Spice Lattés, Roasted Pumpkin Seeds...Ahhh... Glorious.


The other thing I like about Autumn is that sober reflection seems seasonally appropriate.  I can wistfully consider my loves lost or quietly watch the waves roll down the fleuve St-Laurent without seeming hideously out of place.  Today I will kick off the season of sober reflection with a (probably windy) reflection on how our society deals with grief and its accoutrements.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Difficult Admissions in a Time of Uncertainty

Dear Readers,

It is with great regret, and just a hint of hope, that I am forced to make several admissions today.  I know that these admissions may be shocking, and perhaps even offensive to my regular readers (all 5 of you).  Try to contain your gasps and ejaculations of horror until the end.  I will be available for questions.

Admission the First: Bicycle Lanes Are not Evil

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Those three Little Words Politicians Find so Hard to Say...(Sorry, Red Green)

We Don't Know.  I mean, think about it.  How many times have you heard a politician answer a question bluntly and honestly with an admission of ignorance?  Maybe with a tagged on "it's a risk, but we believe the potential rewards merit the response" or something equally erudite.  Alas, politicians deal in ridiculously ignorant certitudes that they can't back up at all.

What am I talking about? Libya, of course.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Back! And, of course, disgruntled.

So, I'm back from my whirlwind tour of parts of the world better left undiscussed.  Seriously though, I don't want to talk about it all that much.  Which is why I have decided to comment on the first thing I noticed on coming back:  complexity has replaced integrity in the minds of those who fancy themselves polite and educated.