<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:30:23.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks at Dawn</title><subtitle type='html'>A journey to regain equilibrium</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-5616689743712156390</id><published>2009-12-25T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:36:56.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna start posting here again. Semi-regularly. Anyhow, Merry Christmas to all. Here is a piece of sage wisdom that I just read from George Carlin. Enjoy. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A life message from George Carlin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbour. We conquered outer space but not inner space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO STAY YOUNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctor worry about them. That is why you pay him/her.&lt;br /&gt;2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. " An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy the simple things.&lt;br /&gt;5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.&lt;br /&gt;6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.&lt;br /&gt;7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.&lt;br /&gt;8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, to the next county, to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.&lt;br /&gt;10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,&lt;br /&gt;but by the moments that take our breath away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-George Carlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-5616689743712156390?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/5616689743712156390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=5616689743712156390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5616689743712156390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5616689743712156390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-7674835896623006530</id><published>2009-01-08T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T03:31:04.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>escape artists never die</title><content type='html'>I need to disappear for a few weeks. Recent events have pushed me way beyond any healthy equilibrium and there are too many distractions that are pushing me further away from equilibrium. I need to escape and shut myself off from the world for a while to sort my head out and to concentrate on what needs to be done. So I'm sorry if I ignore anyone's calls or emails. I don't even know why I'm saying all this, but maybe because I need a good rant. Anyhow, that'll be the last post until next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-7674835896623006530?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/7674835896623006530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=7674835896623006530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7674835896623006530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7674835896623006530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2009/01/escape-artists-never-die.html' title='escape artists never die'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05541628714951404388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6931928092536138271</id><published>2009-01-03T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:33:57.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>誰かの願いが叶うころ</title><content type='html'>宇多田 ヒカル&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小さなことで大事なものを失った&lt;br /&gt;冷たい指輪が私に光ってみせた&lt;br /&gt;「今さえあればいい」と言ったけど　そうじゃなかった&lt;br /&gt;あなたへ続くドアが音も無く消えた&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あなたの幸せ願うほど　わがままが増えてくよ&lt;br /&gt;それでもあなたを引き止めたい　いつだってそう&lt;br /&gt;誰かの願いが叶うころ　あの子が泣いてるよ&lt;br /&gt;そのまま扉の音は鳴らない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;みんなに必要とされる君を癒せるたった一人に&lt;br /&gt;なりたくて少し我慢し過ぎたな&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自分の幸せ願うこと　わがままではないでしょ&lt;br /&gt;それならあなたを抱き寄せたい　できるだけぎゅっと&lt;br /&gt;私の涙が乾くころ　あの子が泣いてるよ&lt;br /&gt;このまま僕らの地面は乾かない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あなたの幸せ願うほど　わがままが増えてくよ&lt;br /&gt;あなたは私を引き止めない　いつだってそう&lt;br /&gt;誰かの願いが叶うころ　あの子が泣いてるよ&lt;br /&gt;みんなの願いは同時には叶わない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小さな地球が回るほど　優しさが身に付くよ&lt;br /&gt;もう一度あなたを抱き締めたい　できるだけ&lt;br /&gt;そっと&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wish for our own happiness isn't selfish right?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6931928092536138271?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6931928092536138271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6931928092536138271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6931928092536138271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6931928092536138271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='誰かの願いが叶うころ'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6428955729269727816</id><published>2009-01-02T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:07:51.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This great evil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where does it come from?&lt;br /&gt;How did it steal into the world?&lt;br /&gt;What seed, what root did it grow from?&lt;br /&gt;Who's doing this? Who's killing us?&lt;br /&gt;Robbing us of life and light.&lt;br /&gt;Mocking us with the sight of what we might have known.&lt;br /&gt;Does our rule benefit the Earth?&lt;br /&gt;Does it help the grass to grow or the sun to shine?&lt;br /&gt;Is this darkness in you too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you passed through this night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6428955729269727816?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6428955729269727816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6428955729269727816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6428955729269727816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6428955729269727816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-quote.html' title='random quote'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05541628714951404388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-8093105707029055806</id><published>2009-01-01T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:53:52.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humbled...</title><content type='html'>Although everyone probably knows this, we often don't think about it too much - the road to greatness is tough and filled with hard-work and sacrifice. I certainly knew this and have mentioned it before, but until I recently begun to attempt "my path", I didn't think it was going to require this much work. I have nothing but all the respect in the world for all those who have come before me and for those brave souls who will attempt this path too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's really all I wanted to say. Work my ass off and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mogwai - Mr. Beast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-8093105707029055806?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/8093105707029055806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=8093105707029055806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/8093105707029055806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/8093105707029055806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2009/01/humbled.html' title='Humbled...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05541628714951404388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-7507110134889422473</id><published>2009-01-01T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:30:15.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Von</title><content type='html'>We've turned the page my friends. Happy New Year! :) And it's snowing! A new blank white page to fill with our stories. I hope we'll all have good stories to fill our page with this year! *knock on wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Von..... hope, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers my good friends. I wish you good health and all the best in the new year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosions in the Sky - How Strange, Innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry textbooks ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-7507110134889422473?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/7507110134889422473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=7507110134889422473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7507110134889422473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7507110134889422473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2009/01/von.html' title='Von'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-185731640498654441</id><published>2008-12-28T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:38:56.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas... white out... wish you were here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/john--l/3137058576/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/3137058576_06ae7f3401.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had an awesome Christmas. For those of you who are away, Vancouver had a crazy dump of snow for the past 2 weeks and it's been a mixed blessing. It looks pretty, but it makes commuting extremely difficult since no one out here, the city support staff included, is prepared for this amount of snowfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to have a nice Christmas. The stroll to the park helped. It was nice to stroll around in the serene snowy fields which were giant white fluffy canvases ready to be rolled around in and shaped. It was as if I ran into a giant piece of blank paper on which I could write a new story and for the briefest of moments be free to think happy thoughts. Heck, the clouds managed not to spoil the moment by letting the warm winter rays of the sun to shine through. And as it often happens (more like everyday), in the middle of all that fun, I started to miss someone very dear to me and wished she could have been there to share that brief moment of joy with me. As I was leaving the park, my brother told me to stop because he found a bottle in the snow and when I turned around I saw the name "JENNY" written in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/john--l/3136336137/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/3136336137_09ebeb485c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Although some kid probably wrote that in the snow, I would like to believe that maybe Forrest Gump was there and he wrote what he thought was the most beautiful name in the whole wide world because he missed her as he always does. The reference summed up my feelings perfectly and I could even imagine Gump himself saying this "Even in the middle of all that Christmas fun, I thought about Jenny." The writing in the snow gave me a good laugh. It was as if some supernatural being knew how I felt and pointed it out to me. However at the same time, it made me miss "Jenny" even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, that's all I had to say about Christmas this year. I hope everyone had a nice warm Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a bigger post about the year and will post later when I have time to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigur Ros - Heim/Hvarf&lt;br /&gt;Thursday/Envy - Split EP&lt;br /&gt;Dustin Kensrue - This Good Night is Still Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;The Gaslight Anthem - '59 Sound&lt;br /&gt;Mono &amp;amp; World's End Girlfriend - Palmess Prayer/Mass Murder Refrain&lt;br /&gt;Envy - Insomniac Doze&lt;br /&gt;Thrice - Red Sky EP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics and Chemistry textbooks..... yeah.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-185731640498654441?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/185731640498654441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=185731640498654441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/185731640498654441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/185731640498654441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-white-out-wish-you-were-here.html' title='Christmas... white out... wish you were here'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/3137058576_06ae7f3401_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-7056290353405685133</id><published>2008-10-18T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:08:06.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An uncertain future in an uncertain world</title><content type='html'>This past Tuesday, Canadians had their 3rd federal election in roughly 4 years and by the time the last ballots were counted in the wee hours of the following morning, we voted in another Conservative Minority government. Unfortunately, voter turnout was a pathetic 59% and we'll never know what might have happened if all eligible voters had gone to the polls. I'm not only disappointed that so many of my fellow Canadians did not turn up to vote, but I'm also disappointed in the way we voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed that Canadians seem to be putting their wallets ahead of the environment and their children's and grandchildren's futures. I still think Stephane Dion and the Liberals  had a good sound plan for dealing with climate change in their Greenshift plan, except the only problem was it called for a new Carbon Tax and most Canadians, without understanding the entire plan, condemned it because it had a new tax. If most of them had bothered looking up the plan and reading it, they would've realized that it would've been offset by income tax cuts. Global warming is real and most people are too ignorant to realize that its impact is very immediate - large hunks of polar ice in the Arctic Ocean and Anarctica are melting and breaking off ice shelves as you read. It saddens me that people can't put aside religious, economic, social and political differences to tackle this environmental crisis. I think those of us who are knowledgable on the topic of Global Warming must continue to educate those who do not understand the issue and perhaps then more Canadians, and hopefully citizens of other countries, will ask themselves "What is the point of having a steamrolling economy when we have destroyed our only home?". Most argue that the Greenshift and sudden "fixes" for the environment will damage or destroy the economy. However, as I stated above, what good is the economy if we have no home? Do people not realize that this is not only an opportunity to help correct our environmental wrongs of the past BUT also an opportunity to progress humanity towards a green economy of the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada has the brilliant minds and the technological know-how to become global leaders in the green economy of the future. If we "shift" now, it may hurt our economy in the immediate future, but in the long run, we'll be ready to provide and sell the technology we develop and our expertise to other nations who are making their shifts. I just wished more people could be a little more selfless and have a little more foresight, then maybe we wouldn't be in the pickle that we're in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, that's my sleep-deprived rant of the day before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing... uncertainty in our futures... sometimes I feel I'm cursed or something. It seems like everyone I care about goes away... more on that later though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightwish - Dark Passion Play&lt;br /&gt;Senses Fail - Life is not a Waiting Room&lt;br /&gt;Thrice - Vheissu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Years as Prime Minister - Jean Chretien (re-reading)&lt;br /&gt;Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;Why Do Men Have Nipples? - Mark Leyner and Billy Goldberg, M.D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-7056290353405685133?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/7056290353405685133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=7056290353405685133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7056290353405685133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7056290353405685133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/10/uncertainty-in-our-futures.html' title='An uncertain future in an uncertain world'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-9081290086580828748</id><published>2008-10-05T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:52:27.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No matters what happens now...</title><content type='html'>The other day at work, I was talking to a co-worker about Radiohead and I mentioned that I really liked "Videotape", but ironically I haven't listened to it since I picked up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/span&gt; nearly a year ago. So tonight, I decided to give it the album a spin and "Videotape" seems to be the perfect conclusion to an album, and I taught myself the song on piano. The lyrics are quite depressing... will we ever find the perfect day so we won't be afraid anymore? I guess, I should rephrase that as "will I ever find the perfect day so I won't have to be afraid...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-kCKob1YKOU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-kCKob1YKOU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I'm at the pearly gates&lt;br /&gt;This'll be on my videotape&lt;br /&gt;My videotape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mephistopheles is just beneath&lt;br /&gt;And he's reaching up to grab me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one for the good days&lt;br /&gt;And I have it all here&lt;br /&gt;In red blue green&lt;br /&gt;Red blue green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my centre when I spin away&lt;br /&gt;Out of control on videotape&lt;br /&gt;On videotape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my way of saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't do it face to face&lt;br /&gt;Or talking to you after it's too late, from my videotape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens now&lt;br /&gt;I won't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Because I know today has been the most perfect day I've ever seen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-9081290086580828748?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/9081290086580828748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=9081290086580828748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/9081290086580828748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/9081290086580828748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-matters-what-happens-now.html' title='No matters what happens now...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-7514895160615336645</id><published>2008-09-08T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:11:19.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>会いたいのに見えない波に押されて, また少し遠くな.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="kanji" class="supernote-hover-kanji29"&gt;会&lt;/a&gt;いたいのに&lt;a name="kanji" class="supernote-hover-kanji35"&gt;見&lt;/a&gt;えない&lt;a name="kanji" class="supernote-hover-kanji39"&gt;波&lt;/a&gt;に&lt;a name="kanji" class="supernote-hover-kanji41"&gt;押&lt;/a&gt;されて, また&lt;a name="kanji" class="supernote-hover-kanji49"&gt;少&lt;/a&gt;し&lt;a name="kanji" class="supernote-hover-kanji51"&gt;遠&lt;/a&gt;くな.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-7514895160615336645?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/7514895160615336645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=7514895160615336645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7514895160615336645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7514895160615336645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='会いたいのに見えない波に押されて, また少し遠くな.'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-3053426269358449590</id><published>2008-08-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T02:52:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage and peace in the face of defeat</title><content type='html'>This is not an exaggerated tale of an old man finding courage and peace in the face of defeat. It does not involve an epic battle between an old man, a marlin and later sharks. Instead, it is simply a tale of an ordinary old man, accepting and finding peace as he loses his courageous fight with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago, as he was diagnosed with terminal non-small cell carcinoma in his lungs, the hopelessness and fear that emanated from his face will forever be etched into my memories. His prognosis was not good and the old man was initially given two years to live, but it then dwindled to a year and finally down to three months as he seemed to have lost hope and became burdened with the thoughts of death. However, just as everything seemed hopeless, he tried a new doctor and the doctor gave him a new anti-cancer drug. Soon, his condition stabilized and his cancer was eventually controlled; it was not cured, but for the time it was not spreading or growing. Instead of three months, the old man has now lived for three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as it often is in life, all things must come to an end, and the old man's cancer now stopped responding to the medicine and the doctors had let him know that there is nothing left they could do for him and that he'll have three to four months left. I was saddened by the news and went to visit the old man. We talked about recent events, the Olympics, my plans for the future, and other things an old man would ask a young man. Unlike three years ago when he was told for the first time that he would have three months to live where he looked hopeless and defeated, something had changed about him. Three years later, as he was again told that he will have three to four months to live and this will probably be it because there's medically nothing more they can do to help him, hopelessness and defeat cannot be seen in his face. Instead, even with his hostile predicament, he exuded an air of serenity and peace that I've never seen in another human being before. It appears as though in the three years that medical science has afforded him, he has come to accept his condition and has come to peace with himself. And though he appears to have accepted his eventual defeat, there is such courage in his eyes as he awaits it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's no superhero, but gracefully and peacefully finding courage in the face of defeat requires an awful lot of valor and dignity. I have learned many lessons from this old man, but these are perhaps some of the most important ones in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-3053426269358449590?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/3053426269358449590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=3053426269358449590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3053426269358449590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3053426269358449590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/08/courage-and-peace-in-face-of-defeat.html' title='Courage and peace in the face of defeat'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-2882346547745763409</id><published>2008-08-11T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:36:32.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the cure for the bored and lonely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/john--l/2695436140/" title="nails by john-l, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/2695436140_9a6f501fc8.jpg" alt="nails" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I beg of myself the blame&lt;br /&gt;maybe a little more -&lt;br /&gt;stretch to my neck,&lt;br /&gt;and I could see above it all.&lt;br /&gt;Days go so slow,&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding time with no devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prance around unfavorably,&lt;br /&gt;where's the cure for&lt;br /&gt;the bored and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;If not for you,&lt;br /&gt;there's no glory&lt;br /&gt;in stargazing battles&lt;br /&gt;of the bored and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel this night&lt;br /&gt;an ending,&lt;br /&gt;an entrance in sight&lt;br /&gt;I know how to feel two circuits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-2882346547745763409?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/2882346547745763409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=2882346547745763409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/2882346547745763409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/2882346547745763409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/08/wheres-cure-for-bored-and-lonely.html' title='Where&apos;s the cure for the bored and lonely?'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/2695436140_9a6f501fc8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-8666303587728999153</id><published>2008-08-01T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:29:25.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saints and sinners</title><content type='html'>The stabbing and beheading of the young man on the Greyhound bus was indeed tragic and unnecessary. My condolences to the family and friends of the victim - no one deserves to go like that. The unfortunate event, however, has given me some reminders about life and society in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hours after the event took place with news spreading like wild fire, I saw the headlines on CBC's homepage. I'll admit that after reading it, I was enraged that something of this nature happened and I perceived the suspect as some sort of deranged monster that probably deserves to be treated the same way he treated his victim. Comment after comment in the comments area of the CBC page for this story spoke of capital punishment or how the suspect must be deranged. Reading these comments and due to the way the story was reported, I too began to feel like I was agreeing with the web users who had commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today when I read the developments of the story and there was a picture of the murderer dressed in a blue prisoner's vest with his head down walking out of the courthouse, it put the human aspect of the man back into my head. It made me remember that although this man is probably 100% guilty, we need to hear his story and see what his psychiatric assessment says. I reminded myself that I should not pass judgment on anyone before their story is heard, no matter how right or wrong it might be. The fact that the suspect looked like any other person that could be walking down the street made me remember something a wise old man once told me when I was a child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Everyone has the ability to be a monster or a savior, a saint or a sinner, the devil or Buddha. It is only the choices we make and how we control ourselves." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, we do not know the story until the investigation is completed, charges laid and the suspect tried, he might well be a normal person that just snapped. Even if that's not the case, we should be kind, loving and caring for one another to make sure nobody snaps. And if he does turn out to be someone who has mental illness, society should be better educated on mental illnesses so we can provide such individuals with the help they need in order to prevent such sad and disgusting acts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-8666303587728999153?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/8666303587728999153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=8666303587728999153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/8666303587728999153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/8666303587728999153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/08/saints-and-sinners.html' title='Saints and sinners'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-7968181990523602931</id><published>2008-07-31T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:21:02.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Plexus</title><content type='html'>For the past 6 weeks, every night as I have tried to fall asleep, I always thought the same thoughts. I've even had similar dreams for the past 6 weeks and more infrequently, the same dream for the past 4 years. Now that I live in the aftermath of having that dream shattered. As confused and unsure as I am about everything outside of academia, this was one of the only things I was never confused about, and yet this belief of mine is probably wrong. Oh life, why do you have to deal repeated blows to my head? Life always seems to happen like that, just when you start thinking "maybe everything will be alright now," it punches you in the solar plexus and you're left winded on the ground trying to pick yourself up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-7968181990523602931?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/7968181990523602931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=7968181990523602931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7968181990523602931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7968181990523602931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/07/solar-plexus.html' title='Solar Plexus'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-5784433523619254615</id><published>2008-07-08T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:19:58.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get busy living, or get busy dying.</title><content type='html'>It really comes down to a simple choice. Get busy living or get busy dying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-5784433523619254615?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/5784433523619254615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=5784433523619254615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5784433523619254615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5784433523619254615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/07/get-busy-living-or-get-busy-dying.html' title='Get busy living, or get busy dying.'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-3133340977634659980</id><published>2008-07-05T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:15:11.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive me dear, for I am a fool...</title><content type='html'>I like many who have come and gone before me, have had amazing people, love and happiness right under my nose yet have failed to recognize that in my quest to find whatever it is I'm looking for. The realization that we already have what we're looking for right before our very eyes often escape us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siddhartha said: "What could I say to you, Venerable One? Perhaps that you are seeking too hard? That you seek so hard that you do not find?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?" asked Govinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When someone seeks," &lt;/span&gt;said Siddhartha,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "then it easily happens that his eyes see only the thing that he seeks, and he is able to find nothing, to take in nothing because he always thinks only about the thing he is seeking, because he has one goal, because he is obsessed with his goal. Seeking means having a goal. But finding means: being free, being open, having no goal. You, Venerable One, may truly be a seeker, for, in striving toward your goal, you fail to see certain things that are right under your nose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-3133340977634659980?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/3133340977634659980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=3133340977634659980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3133340977634659980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3133340977634659980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/07/forgive-me-dear-for-i-am-fool.html' title='forgive me dear, for I am a fool...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6134053392473136404</id><published>2008-07-02T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:18:39.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caged birds...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it makes me sad, the thought of you being gone. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of me that knows it was a sin to lock them does rejoice, but still, the place I live in is just that much more drab and empty with them gone. I think I'll just miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6134053392473136404?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6134053392473136404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6134053392473136404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6134053392473136404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6134053392473136404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/07/caged-birds.html' title='Caged birds...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6727966263073406159</id><published>2008-06-26T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:53:10.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Climate Change, Carbon Taxes, Global Warming, Greenshifts...</title><content type='html'>All of the above reminds me of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Child of Dust&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear prodigal, you are my son and I&lt;br /&gt;supplied you not your spirit, but your  shape.&lt;br /&gt;All Eden's wealth arrayed before your eyes;&lt;br /&gt;I fathomed not you  wanted to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though I only ever gave you love,&lt;br /&gt;like every  child you've chosen to rebel.&lt;br /&gt;Uprooted flowers and filled the holes with  blood;&lt;br /&gt;Ask not for whom they toll, the solemn bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child of dust,  to mother now return;&lt;br /&gt;For every seed must die before it grows.&lt;br /&gt;And though  above the world may toil and turn,&lt;br /&gt;No prying spades will find you here  below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now safe beneath their wisdom and their feet,&lt;br /&gt;Here I will teach  you truly how to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6727966263073406159?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6727966263073406159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6727966263073406159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6727966263073406159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6727966263073406159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/06/climate-change-carbon-taxes-global.html' title='Climate Change, Carbon Taxes, Global Warming, Greenshifts...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-7545327495649243639</id><published>2008-05-11T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:12:50.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvation lies within...</title><content type='html'>Today I came across a blog entry on the CBC about how it's the end of the road for Hillary Clinton's bid for the Democratic presidential candidacy after her loss in North Carolina. I think one of the comments to the blog was better than anything I've read covering the primaries. The author of the comment wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh fellow Americans - we all want hope. But that comes from within ourselves -  no one can give it to us - NOT OBAMA, NOT HILARY NOR MC CAIN. Hope in someone  else isn't going to feed your families or prevent you from losing your income or  for that matter making more income, hope isn't going to stop the outrageous  government spending, etc. Hope is necessary, but instead of putting all your  hopes in another person - you may want to put it into yourselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this as true in today's troubled world as it was back in the early days of humankind before there were Gods or organized systems of government. The comment reminded me of the phrase "Salvation lies within.", and made me think of how true it is today. In good times or bad times, salvation lies within ourselves, we should not hope for the government to make everything better for us. As the author of the comment pointed out, you might as well put hope in yourself and save yourself like Andy Dufresne in the Shawshank Redemption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-7545327495649243639?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/7545327495649243639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=7545327495649243639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7545327495649243639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7545327495649243639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/05/salvation-lies-within.html' title='Salvation lies within...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-3898045182396770252</id><published>2008-03-31T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:20:05.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites and their pseudo-environmentalism</title><content type='html'>I was fortunate enough to have friends in different cities who helped organized bits and pieces of the Earth Hour event, so they deserve a pat on the back for activism and raising awareness for global warming and energy conservation. However, this is not the reason I'm writing today. I'm not here to criticize the event itself or the organizers who had no control over this issue at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm talking about are the bandwagon-jumping hypocrites that tried to, dare I use the term, 'harass' others into dimming their lights with them. Although I give them credit for participating in the event, the hypocrites that harassed me relentlessly to turn off my lights had totally missed the point about the event and in some ways only participated to assuage their guilt for their massive energy consumption and carbon footprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harassment came in many forms, including but not limited to, e-mail, MSN messages, Facebook messages, even text messages. What bothered me the most though, was the content of the messages that I received and it gave me the idea that they totally missed the point about the event while crucifying others that for whatever reason did not participate. One such message was so blatantly stupid and littered with signs of bandwagon jumping that I was disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dim the lights! ... David Suzuki will be proud.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did making David Suzuki proud have anything to do with energy conservation? That's totally besides the point. The Earth's environment is what we're all trying to conserve, not David Suzuki's ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of the whole thing was sickening. One such individual that harassed me about Earth Hour had glorified herself as an environmentalist due to her participation when she did not realize her own hypocrisy since she has no interest in public transportation and drives everywhere by herself. It is comical how this individual crucified people who did not turn off their lights for that one hour when she chooses to live a nocturnal lifestyle which ironically means she wakes up at night and ends up turning all her lights on when everyone else would be asleep with their lights off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this rant is that you can't turn off your lights for an hour one day in a year at 8pm and tell yourself you're helping the planet out while hopping in your 300hp SUV, driving everywhere when you could just as easily take public transportation. That's just hypocrisy and it makes me sick. The point of Earth Hour was to raise awareness, and considering the number of people that jumped on the bandwagon it seems to have achieved that goal. So now that you have the awareness, you're supposed to change your lifestyles to do your part to help the environment. If we sincerely want to help out with environmental conservation we each need to do our part and that isn't jumping on a bandwagon to lessen your guilt when you drive anywhere or over-consume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And helping the environment includes, but is not limited to, some simple lifestyle changes that aren't overly inconvenient:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Replace all your incandescent light bulbs (at least the ones you use most often) with compact fluorescent light bulbs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washing your clothes with COLD WATER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reduce air conditioning use in the summer and reduce heating in the winter by dressing warmly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn off all electronics when not using them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unplug electronics if you will not be using them again for a while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dry your clothes on a clothesline instead of using the dryer. I think clothes smell better when they've been sun dried :P.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use less hot water - ie. when washing dishes or install a low-flow shower head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Install a programmable thermostat to turn off your heater or air conditioner during the day when no one is home. If you don't want to install a programmable thermostat, you could also turn off your air conditioning or heater every morning before you leave to work or school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recycle and reuse AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. Manufacturing requires electricity and many of our products are manufactured in parts of the world where electricity is generated from coal-fire power plants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy recycled paper products. This reduces the number of trees that need to be cut and helps maintain photosynthesis which gives us oxygen and converts carbon dioxide into biomass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think global, EAT LOCAL. Support local farm markets and buy locally grown goods, this way it cuts down on the transportation required to ship the food. A good book to read about this is 100-Mile Diet: A year of local eating by two local Vancouverites James MacKinnon and Alisa Smith.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk or take public transportation whenever possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you must drive, make sure your tires are properly inflated to the right pressure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;RECYCLE ELECTRONICS AND OLD BATTERIES PROPERLY. THEY DO NOT BELONG IN THE GARBAGE, AS MANY CIRCUIT BOARDS CONTAIN TOXIC MATERIALS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I could think of off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could also write your local, provincial and federal government letters to get them to enforce strict emission laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to help the planet, those are the things you can do and I could honestly say I've done all that I've listed above, including writing the letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving the planet requires more than one simple act for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... oh one more thing. Please don't go around crucifying people who for one reason or another didn't participate in some token event when they do more than you ever have, and this extends beyond environmentalism. Damn hypocrites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-3898045182396770252?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/3898045182396770252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=3898045182396770252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3898045182396770252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3898045182396770252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/03/environmental-activism-and-hypocrisy.html' title='Hypocrites and their pseudo-environmentalism'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-3581491616795152231</id><published>2008-03-27T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:16:36.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too bad Frosty, you can't save yourself from melting in Antarctica either.</title><content type='html'>The other day a large hunk of ice the size of Montreal just broke off the Wilkins ice shelf in Antarctica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/photogallery/world/1131/"&gt;http://www.cbc.ca/photogallery/world/1131/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ice shelves have completely collapsed in the past 50 years... Antarctica is quite removed from our part of the world, but the same thing will happen with Baffin Island and the Arctic sea ice there in our far North... gg?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-3581491616795152231?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/3581491616795152231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=3581491616795152231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3581491616795152231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3581491616795152231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-of-same-but-when-will-people.html' title='Too bad Frosty, you can&apos;t save yourself from melting in Antarctica either.'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6909885388854586013</id><published>2008-03-09T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:55:25.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait to ride the waves soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XKFWAE2ED2w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XKFWAE2ED2w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this last year, but seeing this again makes me wanna goto Tofino and ride some waves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6909885388854586013?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6909885388854586013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6909885388854586013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6909885388854586013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6909885388854586013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/03/cant-wait-to-surf-in-summer.html' title='Can&apos;t wait to ride the waves soon!'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-9037852180344274822</id><published>2008-02-22T23:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T11:42:08.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Canada is the laughing stock of the world.</title><content type='html'>This is old news, but I was too busy to comment because in mid-February I was in too much pain and discomfort post-surgery to be sitting in front of the computer, but I think more people need to be made aware of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nature.com/nature/journal/v451/n7181/full/451866a.html#top"&gt;Nature Article Slamming Tories and their Science Policies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nature.com/nature/journal/v451/n7181/full/451866a.html#top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/technology/story/2008/02/22/nature-conservatives.html"&gt;CBC Article about the Nature Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February, Stephen Harper's Conservative Party was slammed by the most prestigious scientific publication in the world, Nature, for destroying scientific progress in Canada. Having worked not only in a University lab but also a Federal Government Lab over the past 2.5 years, I have noticed funding challenges in either settings, more so in the University labs. Immediately after the Tory government came into power in 2006, research funding was frozen and the government run lab I was working at couldn't even afford to buy latex gloves, and as a result some work was stalled for more than a month until they let us buy supplies again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did Harper close and remove the office of the national science adviser, he also doesn't believe the science behind Global Warming and doesn't believe the scientific evidence supporting InSite. It was despicable that the Tory government tried to sabotage efforts to create new policies on Global Warming and at the Global Warming policy meetings late last year in Bali when countries tried to come up with a successor to Kyoto, Canada was again at the center of attention for trying to stall efforts. At this point, I guess the scientific community in Canada took offense because professors and scientific organizations started distributing emails to rally against this and kudos that they caught Nature's attention. How one government can make science their enemy when Canadian scientists have done so much in the past and could do so much more in the future is disgusting and extremely stupid. Shame on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-9037852180344274822?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/9037852180344274822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=9037852180344274822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/9037852180344274822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/9037852180344274822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-canada-is-laughing-stock-of-world.html' title='Why Canada is the laughing stock of the world.'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-3209959931130815180</id><published>2008-02-22T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:25:06.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers to the last great PM Canada has known!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/news/photos/2008/02/22/chretien-ordcan-cp-4397265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/news/photos/2008/02/22/chretien-ordcan-cp-4397265.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Jean Chrétien for being made a companion of the Order of Canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2008/02/22/ordercanada-chretien.html"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-3209959931130815180?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/3209959931130815180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=3209959931130815180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3209959931130815180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/3209959931130815180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheers-to-last-great-pm-canada-has.html' title='Cheers to the last great PM Canada has known!'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-7157264031786167689</id><published>2008-02-20T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:37:11.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe this is why Dallas is winning...</title><content type='html'>It's kinda funny, kinda mean, but it's this kinda stuff that builds teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lFkexu7m5aA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lFkexu7m5aA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-7157264031786167689?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/7157264031786167689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=7157264031786167689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7157264031786167689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/7157264031786167689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/02/maybe-this-is-why-dallas-is-winning.html' title='Maybe this is why Dallas is winning...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-5842898915518506632</id><published>2008-02-19T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:22:02.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva Fidel! Viva la Revolución!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsvoBPENM2c/R7u4gpHogdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PUfWlm0o4XY/s1600-h/castro_trudeau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsvoBPENM2c/R7u4gpHogdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PUfWlm0o4XY/s320/castro_trudeau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168927868270969298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without surprise, ailing Cuban leader Fidel Castro has resigned his position as President and Commander in Chief of Cuba ending 49 years of rule. Some people hate him, some people love him. You should know which side of the fence I'm on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, we may see major changes in Cuba's economy and policies since Raul Castro, Fidel's brother, who is now constitutionally next in line to take over, admires what China has done with its economy after opening up post-Mao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's the letter he posted today. You can read the entire letter at the Cuban Communist newspaper's site &lt;a href="http://www.granma.cu/ingles/index.html"&gt;Granma&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dear compatriots:&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Friday, Feb. 15, I promised you that in my next reflection I would deal with an issue of interest to many compatriots. So this reflection comes in the form of a message.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The time has come to nominate and elect the State Council, its president, its vice presidents and its secretary.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For many years I occupied the honorable position of president.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Feb. 15, 1976, the Socialist Constitution was approved with the free, direct and secret vote of over 95 percent of eligible voters.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first National Assembly was established on Dec. 2 that same year, and it elected the State Council and its presidency. Before that, I had been a prime minister for almost 18 years. I always had the necessary prerogatives to carry forward the revolutionary work with the support of the overwhelming majority of the people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   There were those overseas who, aware of my critical health condition, thought that my provisional resignation, on July 31, 2006, from the position of President of the State Council, which I left to First Vice President Raul Castro Ruz, was permanent. Raul, who is also minister of the Armed Forces because of his personal merits, and the other comrades of the Party and State leadership were unwilling to consider me out of public life despite my precarious health.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   It was an uncomfortable situation for me vis-a-vis an adversary which had done everything possible to get rid of me (referring to the United States), and I felt reluctant to comply.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Later, I was able to recover the full command of my mind and could do much reading and meditation, required by my retreat. I had enough physical strength to write for many hours, which I shared with rehabilitation and recovery programs. Basic common sense indicated to me that such activity was within my reach. On the other hand, when referring to my health I was extremely careful to avoid raising expectations since I felt that an adverse ending would bring traumatic news to our people in the midst of the battle. Thus, my first duty was to prepare our people both politically and psychologically for my absence after so many years of struggle. I kept saying that my recovery "was not without risks."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   My wishes have always been to discharge my duties to my last breath. That's what I can offer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  To my dearest compatriots, who have recently honored me so much by electing me a member of the Parliament where so many agreements should be adopted of utmost importance to the destiny of our Revolution, I am saying that I will neither aspire to nor accept -- I repeat, I will neither aspire to nor accept -- the positions of President of the State Council and Commander in Chief.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   In short letters addressed to Randy Alonso, Director of the Round Table program on National Television -- letters which at my request were made public -- I discreetly introduced elements of this message I am writing today, when not even the addressee of such letters was aware of my intention. I trusted Randy because I knew him well from his days as a journalism student. In those days I met almost on a nearly weekly basis with the main representatives of the university students from the provinces at the library of the large house in Kohly where they lived. Today, the entire country is an immense university.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Here are selected paragraphs from the letter sent to Randy on Dec. 17, 2007:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   "I strongly believe that the answers to the current problems facing Cuban society, which has on average a 12th grade education, almost 1 million university graduates, and real opportunities for its citizens to study without facing discrimination, require more variables for each concrete problem than those contained in a chess game. We cannot ignore a single detail; this is not an easy path to take, if the intelligence of a human being in a revolutionary society is to prevail over instinct.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   "My elemental duty is not to cling to positions, much less to stand in the way of younger persons, but rather to contribute experience and ideas whose modest value comes from the exceptional era in which I lived.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   "Like (Brazilian architect Oscar) Niemeyer (who turned 100 on Dec. 15), I believe that one has to be consistent right up to the end."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Letter from Jan. 8, 2008:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   "... I am a firm supporter of a unified vote (a principle that preserves ignored merits), which allowed us to avoid the tendency to copy what came to us from countries of the former socialist bloc, including the portrait of the one candidate, as singular as his solidarity toward Cuba. I deeply respect that first attempt at building socialism, thanks to which we were able to continue along the path we had chosen."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   I reiterated in that letter that "... I never forget that all the world's glory fits in a kernel of corn."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Therefore, it would be a betrayal of my conscience to accept a responsibility requiring more mobility and dedication than I am physically able to offer. This I say devoid of all drama.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Fortunately, our process can still count on cadres from the old guard and others who were very young in the early days of the Revolution. Some were very young, almost children, when they joined the fight on the mountains and later they filled the country with glory with their heroism and their internationalist missions. They have the authority and the experience to guarantee the replacement. There is also the intermediate generation which learned with us the basics of the complex and almost unattainable art of organizing and leading a revolution.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   The path will always be difficult and require everyone's intelligent effort. I distrust the seemingly easy path of apologetics or its antithesis of self-flagellation. We should always be prepared for the worst possibilities. We cannot forget the principle of being as prudent in success as steady in adversity. The adversary to be defeated is extremely strong, but we have been able to keep it at bay for half a century.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   This is not my farewell to you. My only wish is to fight as a soldier in the battle of ideas. I shall continue to write under the title, "Reflections of Comrade Fidel." It will be another weapon you can count on. Perhaps my voice will be heard. I shall be careful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Thank you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Fidel Castro Ruz&lt;br /&gt;Feb. 18, 2008&lt;br /&gt;5:30 p.m.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Viva la Revolución! Viva Fidel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viva&lt;/b&gt; el Socialismo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;   &lt;!-- END STORY CONTENT --&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-5842898915518506632?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/5842898915518506632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=5842898915518506632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5842898915518506632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5842898915518506632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/02/viva-la-fidel-viva-la-revolucin.html' title='Viva Fidel! Viva la Revolución!'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsvoBPENM2c/R7u4gpHogdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PUfWlm0o4XY/s72-c/castro_trudeau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-5336475078917899908</id><published>2008-02-19T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:05:53.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures that Changed the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://todayspictures.slate.com/20070619/"&gt;Slate's Picks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://todayspictures.slate.com/20070619/"&gt;A blogger's favourites from the Slate album with commentary.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I think these pictures are all very powerful indeed. But my personal favourite has to be the one of "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tank_man"&gt;Tank Man&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-5336475078917899908?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/5336475078917899908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=5336475078917899908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5336475078917899908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5336475078917899908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/02/pictures-that-changed-world.html' title='Pictures that Changed the World'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-1727314712733692671</id><published>2008-02-11T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T10:44:18.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing shit in the fire doesn't put it out sir.</title><content type='html'>What happens when you try to throw shit in a fire? Anyone would agree that the fire burns with a new fiery with its flames expanding in all possible directions... unless you're former PM Mr. Mulroney. In his attempt to cover up whatever the hell he was doing for Karlheinz Schreiber, he took a bigger shit on top of the fire that's become of his dealings with Schreiber. In December when he testified in a federal ethics committee inquiry regarding his dealings with Schreiber, he told the committee that he was paid 225,000 after he had left office and that it was remuneration for lobbying work he had performed for a german armoured vehicle company, Thyssen. According to the CBC, Thyssen has no records of any of this. Ex-spokespersons and executives of the company said that the former PM had no official business with Thyssen. So as it says in the CBC article, they can't find anything to disprove of the former PM's words, but they also can't find anything to support anything he's said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should come clean sir. Don't take another shit on the fire, it only keeps the fire going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2008/02/11/mulroney-schreiber.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBC article (February, 11th 2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-1727314712733692671?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/1727314712733692671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=1727314712733692671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/1727314712733692671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/1727314712733692671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/02/throwing-shit-in-fire-doesnt-put-it-out.html' title='Throwing shit in the fire doesn&apos;t put it out sir.'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-4899785818530308572</id><published>2008-02-11T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T10:24:40.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustenance and illusions</title><content type='html'>Today, I saw an article on the CBC about a bakery having to close because of rising wheat costs due to the demand for biofuels. This isn't the first time I've heard of such a story as there are microbreweries that are struggling to turn a profit due to the rising prices of hops and barley. Biofuels are cleaner than traditional fuels, but the way we're getting this fuel is becoming completely stupid. The primary source of these biofuels are from crops that should be used for sustenance (ie. corn, wheat, hops, barley) rather than being used as fuel. Now you end up with morons running countries where most of their corn or wheat is used to generate biofuels because it makes more money as fuel than as food. What makes this disturbing is the fact that there are people starving and these crops could be used to feed people instead of cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the biofuel promoters are also at fault. They should be emphasizing alternative crops that could be grown at higher densities than traditional crops for biofuels. Governments should also limit the production of biofuels to a specific percentage of a particular farm's annual crop output. I just find it disgusting to see people are starving and farmers just ignorantly convert their crops into biofuels instead of using the food to feel starving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This probably doesn't make any sense, but I haven't slept for days so this is the best I could do for now... my rant of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-4899785818530308572?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/4899785818530308572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=4899785818530308572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4899785818530308572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4899785818530308572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/02/sustenance-and-illusions.html' title='Sustenance and illusions'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-1133327751752222597</id><published>2008-01-20T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:28:06.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only they would make an episode like this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VsvoBPENM2c/R5OEbwoSktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qPpDjfuxBOk/s1600-h/atewr32423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VsvoBPENM2c/R5OEbwoSktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qPpDjfuxBOk/s320/atewr32423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157611610714575570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-1133327751752222597?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/1133327751752222597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=1133327751752222597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/1133327751752222597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/1133327751752222597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-only-they-would-make-episode-like.html' title='If only they would make an episode like this...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VsvoBPENM2c/R5OEbwoSktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qPpDjfuxBOk/s72-c/atewr32423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-5663752163277253433</id><published>2007-12-13T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T17:41:32.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And justice for all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please don’t let the floodgates behind Lady Justice’s blindfold open to allow a stream of disgust and disappointment to carve rivers down her fair face. In 1996 when the RCMP attempted to investigate if Mr. Mulroney had any Swiss accounts associated with the Airbus scandal that Karlheinz Schreiber was involved with, he sued the RCMP for libel in which he received a $2.1 million settlement. During the lawsuit, on April 17, 1996, while under oath, he had said his relationship with Mr. Schreiber was only casual and had only met with Mr. Schreiber once or twice for coffee since leaving office. What’s interesting now is how Mr. Mulroney himself has now admitted to receiving a sum of money from Mr. Schreiber between 1993 and 1994 after he had left office. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I realize I made a serious error in judgment in receiving the payment in cash for this assignment, even though it was decidedly not illegal …That mistake in judgment was mine alone. I apologize and I accept full responsibility for it.” &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2007/12/13/mulroney-committee.html"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If Mr. Mulroney had admitted to this in 1996 during his libel suit, Mr. Mulroney would not have received his $2.1 million dollar settlement from the RCMP. Whether or not Mr. Mulroney is charged with any wrongdoings in accepting the $300,000 (or $225,000 according to Mulroney), he lied to get the $2.1 million. Rightfully so, he should return that money to taxpayers and give an official apology for conning Canadians of our tax dollars. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If he is found guilty of any wrong doing, then he should be charged and thrown in jail just like every other criminal, regardless of his status as a former Prime Minister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In any case, you Mr. Mulroney, owe us $2.1 million and an apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-5663752163277253433?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/5663752163277253433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=5663752163277253433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5663752163277253433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5663752163277253433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-make-lady-justice-cry.html' title='And justice for all...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6964716924233217868</id><published>2007-12-11T01:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T01:12:43.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just something to think about.</title><content type='html'>"This great evil, where does it come from?&lt;br /&gt;How did it steal into the world?&lt;br /&gt;What seed, what root did it grow from?&lt;br /&gt;Who's doing this? Who's killing us?&lt;br /&gt;Robbing us of life and light.&lt;br /&gt;Mocking us with the sight of what we might have known.&lt;br /&gt;Does our rule benefit the Earth?&lt;br /&gt;Does it help the grass to grow? or the sun to shine?&lt;br /&gt;Is this darkness in you too?&lt;br /&gt;Have you passed through this night?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6964716924233217868?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6964716924233217868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6964716924233217868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6964716924233217868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6964716924233217868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-something-to-think-about.html' title='Just something to think about.'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-4059042962397705984</id><published>2007-12-09T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:29:39.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little treat for all of you facebook users.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/article:1745941"&gt;http://www.collegehumor.com/article:1745941&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most accurate mini-feed ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-4059042962397705984?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/4059042962397705984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=4059042962397705984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4059042962397705984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4059042962397705984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-treat-for-all-of-you-facebook.html' title='A little treat for all of you facebook users.'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6753398421763773281</id><published>2007-12-03T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:37:13.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissent = Treason?</title><content type='html'>Naomi Wolf points out in this well written article that there are steps required to close down a democracy and slowly our neighbours to the South are inching towards a closed society. She supports her argument very well by drawing many parallels between Nazi Germany, Fascist Italy and our neighbours to the south. By inducing fear, turning dissent into treason, creating gulags, spying on ordinary citizens, creating thug castes (much like the Black shirts), harassing citizens' groups, arbitrarily putting people on lists that remove their rights and privileges, and muddying the press with propaganda, they have initiated the corrosion of the foundations that their nation was built upon. With House Resolution 1955, the fear is that number 9 on Naomi's list "Dissent equals treason" may be one step closer to reality. Dennis Kucinich recently argued that Resolution 1955 is unconstitutional, going on to say &lt;a href="http://www.indypendent.org/2007/12/02/kucinich-on-hr-1955/"&gt;“If you understand what this bill does, it really sets the stage for further criminalization of protest.”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/naomi-wolf/ten-steps-to-close-down-a_b_46695.html"&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/naomi-wolf/ten-steps-to-close-down-a_b_46695.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is indeed troublesome not only for our neighbours down south but also for the rest of the world. I don't even want to imagine what they may do to the rest of the world if their leader is able to rule with absolute power in a society where dissent and treason are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll post more local Canadian things in coming days, I've been reading too many of these darn presidential candidacy stories lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6753398421763773281?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6753398421763773281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6753398421763773281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6753398421763773281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6753398421763773281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/12/dissent-treason.html' title='Dissent = Treason?'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-2799594547683714923</id><published>2007-12-02T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:18:27.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember 'Vote Bart Simpson for Class President'?</title><content type='html'>Remember that episode of the Simpsons when Bart was running for class president against Martin Prince? Bart's shock campaign was so strong that everyone thought Martin had no chance and a few votes for Bart would've given him the win. Ironically, only 2 people voted - Martin and Wendell who both voted for Martin... Martin wins Class President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this and you'll understand why I reference that episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man makes a pretty valid point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stealthfiction.com/please-ignore-ron-paul/"&gt;http://stealthfiction.com/please-ignore-ron-paul/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-2799594547683714923?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/2799594547683714923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=2799594547683714923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/2799594547683714923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/2799594547683714923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/12/remember-vote-bart-simpson-for-class.html' title='Remember &apos;Vote Bart Simpson for Class President&apos;?'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6478172676375559891</id><published>2007-12-01T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:22:31.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something nice for a cold white weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photo-and-image.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-are-good-friend.html"&gt;http://photo-and-image.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-are-good-friend.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6478172676375559891?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6478172676375559891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6478172676375559891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6478172676375559891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6478172676375559891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/12/something-nice-for-cold-white-weekend.html' title='Something nice for a cold white weekend'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-4301139890796442870</id><published>2007-11-27T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:48:49.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Telltale Signs You're Probably an Asshole...</title><content type='html'>Some of it is quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themishmash.com/2007/11/8-telltale-sign.html"&gt;http://www.themishmash.com/2007/11/8-telltale-sign.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-4301139890796442870?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/4301139890796442870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=4301139890796442870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4301139890796442870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4301139890796442870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/11/9-telltale-signs-youre-asshole.html' title='9 Telltale Signs You&apos;re Probably an Asshole...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-6946455070533057817</id><published>2007-11-26T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T16:34:05.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What good is a strong economy when nearly 21% of children in our province live in poverty?</title><content type='html'>While browsing through the daily news stories on the CBC website, I stumbled across a recent study indicating child poverty had remained unchanged in the two decades since the House of Commons vowed to end child poverty in 1989. Quite shocking to say the least. The CBC article went on to say that Children advocacy groups are lobbying the Harper government to hold off the 1% GST tax cut and instead use that money to tackle the issue of child poverty. In recent years, as our country and many of our provinces began to do better economically, surpluses resulted in talks of tax cuts and the sort, but I think that the money is better spent not on tax cuts, but on eliminating child poverty. In British Columbia, an astounding 20.9% of children in poverty, that's more than 1 in 5, even though the province has one of Canada's faster growing economies. This is cliched, but as a proper society, we shouldn't let poverty cripple the futures of 20.9% of children. That is wrong and just plain disgusting. I'm sure most of you are willing to give up the tax cuts so families living in poverty can receive more support from Provincial and Federal governments. I know I am. We could also donate more and volunteer in programs that help Children in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Links&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2007/11/26/child-poverty.html"&gt;http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2007/11/26/child-poverty.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/british-columbia/story/2007/11/26/bc-childpoverty.html"&gt;http://www.cbc.ca/canada/british-columbia/story/2007/11/26/bc-childpoverty.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstcallbc.org/documents/childpoverty07.pdf"&gt;http://www.firstcallbc.org/documents/childpoverty07.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-6946455070533057817?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/6946455070533057817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=6946455070533057817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6946455070533057817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/6946455070533057817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-good-is-strong-economy-when-nearly.html' title='What good is a strong economy when nearly 21% of children in our province live in poverty?'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-5184463151561758742</id><published>2007-11-24T22:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:25:33.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night at work, blogging while my samples are spinning in the centrifuge..</title><content type='html'>Let's start off with some warmer news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ringsmuthvideo.com/misc/warmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ringsmuthvideo.com/misc/warmer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy sure isn't ashamed of being a Global Warmer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Fox News... aka Republican Propaganda hour makes Naomi Wolfe their newest victim. Basically she's invited onto the show to talk about her book The End of America: Letter of Warning to a Young Patriot and yet John Kasich, guest host for the infamous Bill O'Reilly doesn't give her a chance to explain any of his questions but just ends up bashing her on the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9C0jdU-Hg4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9C0jdU-Hg4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I suppose they could steep lower, I've seen clips of them dissing the children of 9/11 victims b/c some of them didn't agree with the war in Iraq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-5184463151561758742?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/5184463151561758742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=5184463151561758742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5184463151561758742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/5184463151561758742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/11/saturday-night-at-work-blogging-while.html' title='Saturday night at work, blogging while my samples are spinning in the centrifuge..'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6588946420928230507.post-4408502818136105047</id><published>2007-11-22T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:10:55.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too good for Sicko...</title><content type='html'>Apparently, while filming Sicko, Michael Moore also visited Norway, but he decided to leave the footage from the best country to live in the World out of the movie because he thought his core audience and critics wouldn't be able to comprehend what they were seeing on screen. Good thing it's on the DVD. I never knew all this about Norway until now. Hopefully it's not all propaganda, some light reading shall solve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch and decide for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&amp;amp;token=b5d_1195670526" scale="showall" name="index" height="370" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if the rest of the world could be like this too... man that'd be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6588946420928230507-4408502818136105047?l=john--l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/feeds/4408502818136105047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6588946420928230507&amp;postID=4408502818136105047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4408502818136105047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6588946420928230507/posts/default/4408502818136105047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://john--l.blogspot.com/2007/11/too-good-for-average-american-to.html' title='Too good for Sicko...'/><author><name>johnl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355694174484790497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
