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How can government be so…dumb…when they meet in a place like this?

This is the Legislature building in Victoria, BC.  It is beautiful and old.  Click on the photo above and you can see more detail.

It was built from 1893 to 1896.  It is remarkable in its details.

So, my question is, “How can a group of individuals meet regularly in this amazing building and get nothing done?”  Someone, or ones, spent a great deal of time and effort making sure that this place looks the way it does.  The least we could do is elect people who are effective in their jobs, care about more than getting re-elected or avoiding criticism and are selfless civil servants.

Wow, I am feeling the rants tonight.  Sorry.  Enjoy the pretty building.


Welcome to 4th Grade Social Studies (Canada edition)

I don’t know if there’s anyone I remember more from Social Studies than Samuel de Champlain.  He founded New France and Quebec City over 400 years ago.  He’s kind of a big deal in Canadian history, so of course I’ve had to study him and teach him.  When I was going through my photos from my Quebec trip last September I found this photo.  So here he is.

Path through history: WordPress Photo Challenge

I had the privilege to escort five students to a National Student Leadership Conference last September.  The conference was in Quebec, Montreal specifically, but we did a three day tour of Quebec City and Montreal before the conference.  I loved “la belle province” and had a great time.  It seemed that no matter where I went in the old city of Quebec I ran into history.  When the WordPress Photo Challenge came up this week with “Path” this was the first photo I thought of.  It’s a path laid down by men a couple of centuries ago.  A little path to history.

I don’t know what to write. I don’t know what to write. I don’t…well, you get the idea.

I’ve learned that the part of blogging I like the most is the motivation to take more and better photographs.  It inspires me to move and look for great photographic vistas, to become better at shooting subjects and processing the photos afterwards.

What I’m not that excited about is the process of writing about my photos.  I find that I delve far too often into cliché and that I’m sometimes at a loss for what the photo might mean, or what it brings up in my head.  Sometimes, like my shots from Disneyland, the words just flow out of me like they were pre-ordained.

Take this photo.  It’s the third I’ve posted of the Alexandra Bridge, the second bridge over this span (built in 1926).  It’s a beautiful, old, suspension bridge.  Cars and trucks used to used this bridge to travel the Fraser Canyon.  Until they built the current bridge, a two lane, modern steel arch construction, everyone had to use this.  Now, I’m tempted to start using clichés:  All of this talk of the past is really just “water under the bridge.”  Or, everyone had to “cross that bridge when they came to it.”  Sad, really.

Personally, I think that a photo should speak for itself.  Now that I’ve written over two hundred words, I’ll leave you alone to ponder what this photo says to you.



Doomed to repeat history? Not if we have anything to do about it.


My daughter and I walked to the local Remembrance Day ceremony near our house.  We moved to the community of Chilliwack, BC, less than six months ago and I’ve not attended a Remembrance Day ceremony here in Chilliwack since I used to play in a brass band almost a decade ago.  I was not sure how large the crowd was going to be, but we left our house late and had nowhere to stand to see the proceedings.  I managed to get a few good shots of the army personnel standing post on the four corners of the cenotaph, but we were too far out on the peripheral to see much.

As a pacifist, I get a lot of flak from my students and colleagues about Remembrance Day.  I’ve been responsible for the ceremony at our school for the last few years and at the same time hold with a pacifist world view.  This is a sticking point for some of my colleagues.  It’s not as much of a cognitive dissonance as one might think.  If we remember what others have done for us in the name of freedom and self-sacrifice, we’ll not make the same mistakes that led to the need for the sacrifice in the first place.  I may be a pacifist, but I’m also pro-active.  If problems are addressed in a non-violent way at the start of the problem then they’ll not turn into something that needs to be dealt with violently.

What do you think?