Willful Blindness and Our Right To Clean Water – The Poisoning Of Wells Revisited
Poly Tics . Social StudiesThe poisoning of wells as a political act of terrorism and depopulation was and is something typically relegated to third world conflict countries. These acts of violence can be either performed under the guise of public good, with an accompanying application of gaslight, or an outright expression of a government’s wish to control a population.
Zen And The Art Of Motorcycle Asanas
Motorcycle Vapors . Mutterings And Murmurs . Social StudiesRobert M. Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance was written in 1974. It presents a partially fictionalized auto-biography that examines how people seek or ignore quality in their lives and how they deal with fear, love and other emotions. Most of the narrative is interwoven with an extended motorcycle trip the author took with his
Fuck Your Friends? What They Do?
Mutterings And Murmurs . Social Studies . Uncategorized“The more I learn about people, the more I like my dog” -Mark Twain “We were all basically alone, and despite what all his studies had shown what was mistaken for closeness was just a case of mitosis.” ― Andrew Bird Mitosis is a cellular process that replicates chromosomes and produces two identical nuclei in preparation for
The Poisoning Of Wells – Chemical Warfare Continued
Poly Tics . Social StudiesDear Mayor Brown and Airdrie City Council, Thank-you to those of you that replied to concerns on the involuntary, mandated mass medication of Airdrie’s water supply with a known industrial waste and neurotoxin. I was reluctant to read them knowing that you would double down on the misinformed and underinformed narratives that you choose to
CROSSROADS- WHAT NOW? – WHERE TO? – And What To Do With The Commutards.
Mutterings And Murmurs . Poly Tics . Social StudiesThis will be a short one. No, I’m not going to talk about the 1986 American fantasy musical drama film based on true events surrounding a white privileged boy’s love of Southern black blues guitar music, his fascination with Robert Johnson, and how he sold his soul to the devil to play like him. And I’m
The Plague – Redux
Poly Tics . Social StudiesAlbert Camus was a journalist, editor and editorialist, playwright and director, novelist and author of short stories, political essayist and activist. Whether he was a philosopher, historian or prophet can only be determined by finding the context of his collected works and relating them to current affairs and recent history. The Albert Camus novel, ‘The
SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL – A Justification For Genocide – Woo Who! Oh Yeah!
Poly Tics . Social Studies . Songs For The Apocalypse“Even anti-war Isrealis, peace and equity loving Liberals and proud liberty loving Conservatives are afraid to say that Gazans are human” – Howard From An A.I. Generated Amalgamated News Source. – Is Everything A.I. Now? “On March 18, 2025, a significant massacre (murder) occurred in Gaza where over 180 children were killed, marking one of
The Poisoning of Wells – Redux
Poly Tics . Social StudiesThe following is an ‘enhanced’ and ‘saltier’ version of an open letter sent to The City of Airdrie mayor and council. It was also directed to Alberta Premier Danielle Smith, Health Minister Adrianna LaGrange, Municipal Affairs Minister Ric McIvor and a couple of ineffectual, self serving members of the Alberta legislature…you know, uncompromised public servants
Stupidity vs. Evil – Who Was Dietrich Bonhoeffer? Are Our Governments Stupid Or Evil? Are They Both?
Mutterings And Murmurs . Poly Tics . Social Studies“The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence”. – Charles Bukowski The collapse of critical thinking is leading the collapse of society. The world is mincing and prancing and protesting and rioting and occupying in a mass formation goosestep to the rising
Scenes From Unit 5AB
Mutterings And Murmurs . Social StudiesI saw a new resident the other day. I didn’t know her name. Residents are deposited and linger and then they are gone. Jesse died the other day. At one mealtime I saw a new resident straining up from her reclining wheelchair, trying to cut her spoon with a knife and fork. She somehow knew