Saturday, March 31, 2007

The Butterfly

I got myself into yet another abortion debate (I must learn to stay clear of these things, they take up too much of my time and nothing gets done in the house.) Someone made this comment, and I was reminded of the following story:
Because having a kid and dumping it in an orphanage is soo much cooler than an abortion... I'm rolling my eyes right now.



The Butterfly:


No one will dispute that butterflies are beautiful creatures. As we all know, this insect goes through a number of metamorphic changes before becoming a butterfly.

It starts off life as an egg before hatching into a larva. Interestingly enough, during this stage, it is not the beautiful insect we see flying around in gardens pollinating flowers.

Instead, the butterfly's larva is considered as a pest that destroys plants. Then the larva metamorphoses into a cocoon, laying dormant for a period of time. Later, we would see a small hole from within the cocoon where a butterfly would emerge.

This process of exiting the cocoon requires quite a struggle. It is a process that seems long and painful to the butterfly. Nonetheless, after going through the hardship, a beautiful butterfly would finally take flight.

To help us understand why difficult things happen to us sometimes, let us ponder upon this anecdote of the butterfly. A man was watching a cocoon of a butterfly for several hours. There was a little crack in the cocoon which the butterfly was struggling to force its body through.

Then it seemed to the man the butterfly had stopped making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and it could go no further. So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.

However, the butterfly had a swollen body and small, shrivelled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly anticipating that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to support the body which would contract in time.

None of these things happened. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shrivelled wings. It never was able to fly. What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not understand was the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready to fly once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. If God allowed us to go through our lives without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. We could never "fly", as in the case of the butterfly.



In a case where you have to choose between two wrongs, which do you choose? The worst wrong or the least wrong of the two? If unborn children were capable of choosing, would they choose abortion over an orphanage? (Assuming that they would be stuck in an orphanage - highly unlikely)

If you knew something long-lasting and unpleasant but bearable,(anything from war in your country to having to go to public school for 14 odd years) was going to happen to you, would you choose to be killed instead? Life is tough. That's how you form your character. That's how you become a strong person. Is it then right to kill someone in order to spare them (and perhaps others) some trouble? Take the easy way out? The epic movie the Lord of the Rings would have been quite the thriller had Frodo decided to give in to the Ring and its master right off the bat instead of doing what seemed utterly hopeless and yet was the only right thing to do.

What is a hero? Someone who chooses to do the right thing no matter how hard it is. Sometimes, they even give up their lives. (Not that anyone is asking anyone else to go that far - in a case where a pregnancy threatens the life of the mother, if the baby dies in a procedure to save the mother, it is one thing. At least you tried.) People look up to heros. They want to hear their stories. They are amazed by the strength and courage of the hero, they want to emulate them. Noone wants to hear the story of someone who took the easy way out.

A butterfly struggles to get out of its cocoon. If someone came along, saw the butterfly struggling and decided to help it get out of the cocoon, the butterfly would never fly and it would die. It is the struggle to get out that gives it its "wings".

Is that what we are about? Creating a society of weak-minded people who take the easy way out, are afraid of difficulties and adversity, have a hard time doing the right thing if it presents a challenge, and will never have "wings"? Little wonder we have so many problems...

Thursday, March 29, 2007

A glimpse into my life:

Here's a photo worth a million words. It says a lot about me. Ironically, I will now add some comments, because not everything may be immediately obvious.

* I did not want to buy this shirt. It was a sacrifice, for Lent. Because at Lent you are supposed to give up things, and/or make charitable donations. So I gave up money and I donated to Feminists for Life. It's not my fault they sent me this lovely T-Shirt in return.
* I am a feminist. Albeit a moderate one. And I am pro-life. And no, this is not an oxymoron. Check it out here.
* I am a homemaker. Look at me in the place I spend the most time (besides in front of the computer- ha ha), the kitchen. A messy kitchen by the way, because 1. cleaning is not my number one priority and 2. I always seem to have a bunch of things going on at the same time.
* I'm an artist. Check out the pinata in the making behind me. Also, the angle of the shot in this picture (self-posed, in case you couldn't tell, hah!)
* I have kids and I love them to death... because I go out of my way to make stuff for them (pinatas) every single birthday...
*Oh and I'm a hairdresser too... look, my hair is done and my makeup is on! :)

That pretty much sums me up. Except that nowhere in this picture is it obvious that I am also athletic and pretty much crazy about soccer. Unless you note the shoulders on me...

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Million dollar question:

The subject of birthdays just came up, re: the dates of the birthdays of people in our household. Then Gabriel wanted to know:
How many times has Papa been born?
Hmmmmm.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Herstory - Mattie Brinkerhoff

It was never my intention to turn my blog into some kind of political thing, but sometimes a person gets pulled into things she doesn't want to be pulled into (thanks a lot Suzanne!!) and the blog takes on a life of it own. So now I am not just content with a little banner on the side proclaiming that I am pro-life, I have to post articles every other day about it as well. If you, the reader are not politically inclined I apologize for my politically incorrectness, (no I don't) and if you are pro-choice I am deeply sorry that we do not share the same point of view, but what can I say? When a woman has no other outlet for her convictions, (which she does not share with her husband, or rather he does not share with her) they tend to need some outlet... hence the blog is born. (Which he is aware of, but likely does not read because it full of all that, you know, religious stuff, and things...)

I have to admit though, that this group, feminists for life, have a refreshing take on the pro-life view with slogans like: "Pro-woman and pro-life" , "Women deserve better" and "Abortion is a reflection that our society has failed to meet the needs of women". It focuses on the woman as well as the child, and promotes alternatives to abortion. All this without ever mentioning God at all.

Note that when I speak of the issue myself, I never mention God either. Because that's just not a valid argument. Don't kill, because God says so, isn't going to fly with lukewarm christians, agnostics or atheists. You need a better answer. A human one. One all humans can relate to. And besides, God doesn't say "Thou shalt not kill." just because he feels like saying so. There's a reason for it. One that even an atheist should be able to comprehend. Abortion isn't a religious issue, and shouldn't be made out to be one. That just hurts our cause. Abortion is a HUMAN issue.

Of course if christian/muslim/jewish/etc pro-life people want to pray to God/Yahweh/Allah for unborn babies, they should feel free to do so. But perhaps not so publicly as to turn the issue into a minority, right-wing, conservative, fundamentalist and religious issue.



Last fall, Feminists for Life hosted the first ever e-tutorial of its kind: Pro-Woman Answers to Pro-Choice Questions.

In celebration of Women's History Month, FFL has developed a new e-tutorial about our feminist foremothers. As you get to know these courageous women a bit better, I hope that you will plan on sharing our rich pro-woman, pro-life history by forwarding FFL's "Herstory of the Week" to your family and friends. If this was forwarded to you and you'd like to receive Feminists for Life’s “Herstory of the Week,” sign up for the e-tutorial here.

Feminists for Life proudly works to realize the unfulfilled vision of Susan B. Anthony, who urged the feminist movement to address the root causes that drive women to abortion. You can help share our message (and your sense of humor!) with our Susan B. Anthony and other feminist foremother mugs.



Mattie Brinkerhoff
By Cat Clark

Mattie Brinkerhoff is the author of one of the most resonant passages regarding women and abortion that have survived from the 19th century; a passage linking early feminist battles for women’s rights with that century’s debate about the persistent evils of abortion and infanticide.

“When a man steals to satisfy hunger, we may safely conclude that there is something wrong in society—so when a woman destroys the life of her unborn child, it is an evidence that either by education or circumstances she has been greatly wronged,” Brinkerhoff wrote in an 1869 essay in The Revolution, the newspaper published by more famous suffragists, Susan B. Anthony and Elizabeth Cady Stanton.

Mattie (Martha) Brinkerhoff was a popular suffrage lecturer in the American Midwest. As a young woman, she toured Kansas in 1867 with Susan B. Anthony, Elizabeth Cady Stanton, and Olympia Brown, and in 1868 began to deliver speeches on women’s suffrage in Iowa, where she had her greatest success. At the same time, Brinkerhoff sought new subscribers to Anthony’s newspaper The Revolution, to which she herself contributed articles and notes from the lecture field. In a report to the American Equal Rights Association in 1869, she said her greatest difficulty was not having enough time to accept all the invitations to speak.

According to Louise Noun’s Strong-Minded Women, the Dubuque Herald (Iowa) applauded that “Mrs. Brinkerhoff’s [discourse] was logical, not sensational but earnest and truthful. What she says will be remembered.” Yet memorable as her words were to audiences, little may be found about Brinkerhoff’s work and life in histories of women’s suffrage. She was born in Missouri and lived, at least for a time, in Illinois. She was married, a mother, and her husband accompanied her on her tour of Iowa. There is evidence that she lectured in Wisconsin. Mary Newbury Adams wrote to Amelia Bloomer that Brinkerhoff’s divorce and remarriage around 1880 caused a scandal that Adams believed “hurt our cause here [in Iowa].” Noun suggests this scandal is the reason she is so little mentioned in history books.

Among the words that will be remembered is an 1869 article Brinkerhoff wrote for The Revolution, “Woman and Motherhood.” She argued for the elimination of coercive pressures that drive women to abortion, for the right of women to refuse the sexual demands of their husbands, for the education and enfranchisement of women, for women’s custody rights; in other words, for the freedom that comes with the creation and expansion of nonviolent choices for women.

[T]he boldness with which many men blame women for the crime of infanticide without assuming themselves, in the case, a shadow of responsibility, I should think would rouse every mother, at least, to utter words in self-defence. [sic] That American women are more guilty of this practice than the women of any other nation, I do not doubt; but is there not a reason for this?

…American women… have learned it should be for them to decide when and how often they shall take upon themselves the sacred duties of motherhood, but as law and custom give to the husband absolute control of the wife’s person, she is forced to not only violate physical law, but to outrage the holiest instincts of her being to maintain even a semblance of that freedom which by nature belongs to every human soul.

When a man steals to satisfy hunger, we may safely conclude that there is something wrong in society—so when a woman destroys the life of her unborn child, it is an evidence that either by education or circumstances she has been greatly wronged. But the question now seems to be, how shall we prevent this destruction of life and health?

Mrs. [Elizabeth Cady] Stanton has many times ably answered it—“by the true education and independence of woman.”

…If we would make woman free, let us teach her the alphabet of human life, make her understand and value true womanhood. Then she will scorn to be man’s petted slave. She will scorn his smiles and courtesies, when they are proffered only as an excuse for justice.

Oh, motherhood! which our opposers say is woman’s holiest mission. We cannot have true mothers without having true womanhood first. Let us see that our daughters are developed into true women, and the office of maternity will take care of itself. Remove woman’s shackles and she will soon create a public opinion that will declare it a disgrace for a man to outrage the woman he has sworn to protect. Then, and not till then, will man’s shackles fall, for noble manhood must be the legitimate fruit of free and exalted womanhood. Brothers, ’tis for you, as well as ourselves we plead. Will you neglect so great a salvation?

Feminists for Life, like Mattie Brinkerhoff, recognizes that abortion is a reflection that our society has failed to meet the needs of women. Circumstances have changed since 1869, but pregnant women still face tremendous challenges. Frederica Mathewes-Green shared Brinkerhoff’s concerns in one of FFL’s Sisterlife newsletters: “For the question remains, do women want abortion? Not like she [sic] wants a Porsche or an ice cream cone. Like an animal caught in a trap, trying to gnaw off its own leg, a woman who seeks an abortion is trying to escape a desperate situation by an act of violence and self-loss. Abortion is not a sign that women are free, but a sign that they are desperate.”

For this reason, Feminists for Life is dedicated to systematically eliminating the root causes that drive women to abortion. Women deserve better.

References

Louise Noun, Strong-Minded Women: The Emergence of the Woman-Suffrage Movement in Iowa (The Iowa State University Press, 1969)

Mary Krane Derr, Rachel MacNair, and Linda Naranjo-Huebl, ProLife Feminism Yesterday & Today: Expanded Second Edition (Xlibris, 2005)

The Revolution (suffragist newspaper, New York, 1868-1869)



Cat Clark is author of "The Truth About Susan B. Anthony: Did One of America's First Feminists Oppose Abortion?" the feature story in the Spring 2007 issue of The American Feminist,® and "Herstory" on Pearl Buck (http://www.feministsforlife.org/taf/2004/spring/Spring04.pdf), and has served as a past editor of The American Feminist.®

In defense of the Unborn

I'm posting links because blogger keeps giving me an error message. Apparently my html is not closed. I see nothing wrong with it myself, but whatever...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJX2JdNc-Lo

Will she have a choice?

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Je veux y aller!!!

Le tombeau de la famille de Jésus

Table ronde
avec

Louis Painchaud
Paul-Hubert Poirier
Anne Pasquier
Guy Bonneau

Professeurs à la Faculté de théologie et de sciences religieuses
de l’Université Laval

Animateur, Yves Houde, Radio Galilée

Mardi 27 mars 2007
12h à 14h
Université Laval
Pavillon Alphonse-Desjardins, Agora

Louis Painchaud, directeur de l’édition de la Bibliothèque copte de Nag Hammadi, du Groupe de recherche sur le christianisme et l’antiquité tardive (GRECAT) et membre de l’Institut d’études anciennes, vous entretiendra de la découverte de Talpiot en 1980; de la publication du catalogue des inscriptions des ossuaires (Rahmani 1994); du documentaire de la BBC en 1996; du documentaire de Discovery Channel en 2007 : contenu, auteurs, consultants.

Paul-Hubert Poirier, professeur d’histoire du christianisme et membre de l’Institut d’études anciennes, présentera les ossuaires juifs; les inscriptions; déchiffrage et statistique.

Anne Pasquier, professeure d’histoire du christianisme, parlera des Marie des évangiles canoniques à la Marie Madeleine de la tradition chrétienne : la construction d’une figure composite.

Guy Bonneau, exégète du Nouveau Testament, traitera de la foi en la Résurrection et les récits du tombeau vide; théologie et interprétation.

Information : www.ftsr.ulaval.ca
418 656-3576

Cordiale bienvenue !

Who to vote for?

Let's start with the easy question: who am I not voting for? The Liberals. So who is left? The Parti Quebecois, l'Action Démocratique du Québec, The Green Party, and Québec Solidaire.

Back when Jean-Alexandre was still a baby, before I had met Marc (I remember this because I remember flirting with some guy on a drive home from a meeting - nothing came of it, I never saw the guy again.) I was a member of l'Action Démocratique. I thought they had different, interesting ideas, that might just work. I still think they have interesting ideas, but I'm not so sure about how well they will work. (as some guy, fed up with both the liberals and the PQ and quoted in the newspaper today said, "Their ideas are bad, but at least they have ideas." Ha ha.) I think some of those ideas may work better than others. I also think that a lot of the criticism comes from people afraid to venture. I think perhaps we should give them a chance, and if they fail, well it's only a five-year mandate and it would likely be a minority government, so how much damage could they do? I like their politics on family. I don't like that they don't seem very concerned with social justice.

I would vote Québec Solidaire, because they are definitely more concerned by things like Social Justice, except that I'm afraid they're a little too radically feminist and all that crap for me. I haven't even considered the Green Party. Too leftist for me again.

I like the Parti Quebecois because they are (at least moderately) pro-solidarity, they have done a good job of preserving the Quebecois culture in the past, and they have had some experience governing (Which the ADQ hasn't).

So I guess it's a pretty close call between l'Action Démocratique and the Parti Quebecois. Heads or tails anyone?

Oh, and while we are on the topic of politics, if anyone is talking to Steven Harper today, could they please explain to him why it is not a good idea to threaten Quebecers with "I will only negotiate with a federalist government." Not every person who votes PQ is pro-soverenty. A lot of them just want a government who will defend Quebec's interests. Which are not always the same as the rest of Canada. The PQ has a good track record in this area. Threatening Quebecers to make them vote other other than PQ will not endear yourself to them, not even to those who were already planning on voting for a different party. Does he really not get this?

Edited to say: I belatedly realize that he was not actually threatening to refuse to negotiate with the PQ, but merely stating the obvious, that any provincial government would have to not be planning to become sovereign because what is the point in discussing funding with a whole region that will no longer be under your juristriction? There would be no more funding for us anyway, were we to leave. Therefore, nothing to talk about. My apologies to Mr Harper.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Played Soccer tonight...

Contrary to most Northern Canadians, I have never liked hockey much. (Except maybe when Wayne Gretzky was playing.) But thanks to a childhood friend, I have always enjoyed soccer. Unfortunately, when you live in a Northern town, you don't get to play soccer much. So I played a lot of basketball instead, which is just as much fun.

But now that soccer is fast becoming one of the (if not the) most popular sports among Canadian Youth, and its popularity is increasing among the parents of said youth, and I actually live in a community where there is a soccer stadium, where you can actually play soccer even in winter... I get to play real organised soccer. With actual rules and referees.

Last week, I finally got my first pair of real soccer shoes. Interior ones, with the mini rubber cleats that won't tear up the artificial turf, but keep you from sliding off to one side when you want to turn quickly. Tonight was the first chance I had to try them out, and now I wonder why I didn't get them sooner. What a difference not sliding makes!

I'm not the world's greatest soccer player. I have just about zero technique. My 8 year old manipulates the ball better than me. My almost 13 year old has me eating his dust. But having played more than one sport gives me the advantage of knowing at least some tactical moves. I know how to place myself, how to block, how to pick, how to cover for another player. I also have the advantage of being an aggressive player. So I play defense, in which lack of technique isn't as much of a drawback as when you play offense. All I need to do is get in the way of the other team when they want to score and be able to pass it up to the offense.

I keep thinking once a week is not enough sports. I used to play once or twice a day back in high school, two or three times a week at University. Maybe I'll have to find a group to play basketball with. Anyway, my husband plays volleyball twice a week now and ping pong on the weekend. So I deserve to get out at least one more time too.

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Moving up

It's not that the satellite phone hasn't been up and running, the real reason why I haven't posted here in awhile is that basically things have been going well, and nothing extraordinary has happened. It's like they say, no news is good news. Or like Tolstoy said about all happy families being the same and unhappy families having the ineresting stories... or something like that.

Unless you count that I have moved my hut halfway up the volcano. I found a level spot on higher ground that would accomodate a hut and moved there instead. The monkeys don't hang around there so much and there is a waterfall nearby. It is just above the abandonned monastery.

I still come to the beach. I have to fish for food sometimes. But the wind doesn't blow so hard in the new hut, and the rain doesn't get in like before.


Friday, March 16, 2007

The newest addition to my collection of Shoes

Check out my new (to me) soccer shoes. I bought them used, (by a good player apparently, so hopefully some of the "good player vibe" will wear off on me) and I can't wait to try them out on the turf.

Pro-Life and Pro-Woman

For cool merchandise showing support for women and children in the world check this site out:

Feminists for Life's Covetable Stuff

I think I may just have to get myself this:

Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell

Blackwell Portrait

Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell
by Cat Clark

In 1849 Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell (1821-1910) became the first woman to receive a medical degree from an American medical school, and in 1859 became the first woman on the British medical register. She was ardently anti-abortion and pro-woman, choosing to enter the field of medicine partly because she was repulsed that the term “female physician” was applied to abortionists.

Born in Bristol, England, Blackwell moved with her family to the United States at the age of eleven. The Blackwell family was very active in the movements to abolish slavery and enfranchise women; Elizabeth’s sisters-in-law included suffragists Lucy Stone and Antoinette Brown Blackwell, and she was a friend to abolitionist novelist Harriet Beecher Stowe.

Initially repulsed by the idea, more than one event contributed to Blackwell’s entering the medical profession. “The idea of winning a doctor’s degree,” she wrote, “gradually assumed the aspect of a great moral struggle, and the moral fight possessed an immense attraction for me.”

The idea was suggested, for example, by a friend dying of cancer, who told her “If I could have been treated by a lady doctor, my worst sufferings would have been spared me” and recommended that Blackwell devote her intellect and love of study to the service of suffering women. “Why don't you study medicine?” her friend asked.

Related concerns eventually convinced Blackwell. Struck by an article in the New York Herald about Madame Restell, a woman notorious for selling abortifacient medicines and performing surgical abortions, Blackwell wrote in her diary:

The gross perversion and destruction of motherhood by the abortionist filled me with indignation, and awakened active antagonism. That the honorable term “female physician” should be exclusively applied to those women who carried on this shocking trade seemed to me a horror. It was an utter degradation of what might and should become a noble position for women…. I finally determined to do what I could do “to redeem the hells,” and especially the one form of hell thus forced upon my notice.

The fact that other people considered her medical education impossible only spurred Blackwell on. She read medical texts with physician friends and applied to several medical schools. She was eventually accepted by Geneva Medical College in New York in 1847; anecdotal evidence suggests that the male students may have voted in favor of her admission as a joke. Blackwell graduated at the top of her class.

After gaining more practical experience in clinics and studying midwifery in Paris and London, where she met Florence Nightingale, Blackwell returned to the United States, where in 1857 she incorporated her dispensary as the New York Infirmary for Women and Children with her sister Emily—America’s second female physician—and their friend Dr. Marie Zakrzewska. The Infirmary was the first American hospital staffed by women, providing medical training and experience for women doctors as well as care for the poor. Blackwell later opened a women’s medical college at the hospital, based on a plan developed with Nightingale.

In 1869, Blackwell returned to England permanently, where she established a private practice, helped organize the National Health Society, and became professor of gynecology at the London School of Medicine for Women.


References:

Cat Clark is author of "The Truth About Susan B. Anthony: Did One of America's First Feminists Oppose Abortion?" the feature story in the Spring 2007 issue of The American Feminist,® and "Herstory" on Pearl Buck (http://www.feministsforlife.org/taf/2004/spring/Spring04.pdf), and has served as a past editor of The American Feminist.®


Thanks to Feminists for Life for this article on Herstory

Monday, March 12, 2007

Public Service Message

It has been scientifically proven that if we drink 1 liter of water each day, at the end of the year we would have absorbed more than 1 kilo of Escherichia coli (E. coli) bacteria found in feces. In
other words, we are consuming 1 kilo of Poop.

However, we do not run that risk when drinking wine (or rum, whiskey, beer or other liquor) because alcohol has to go through a purification process of boiling, filtering and/or fermenting.

WATER = Poop
WINE = HEALTH

Therefore: It is better to drink wine and talk stupid than to drink water and be full of crap.

There is no need to thank me for this valuable information; I am doing it as a public service.

* disclaimer: I did not write this, it came in an e-mail from my husband...

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Ten years of marriage

March 8, 1997
March 8, 2007
We went to a very nice restaurant, and then rented a movie to watch at home. Jean-Alexandre babysat, and watched the movie with us. He also took the picture.

We both look a lot more tired than we used to. Gee, I wonder why?

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

My Celebrity Look Alikes

See? Even just my face apparently looks more masculine than feminine!!! I tried it with three different photos, and I still look like more guys than girls.

http://www.myheritage.com
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Saturday, March 03, 2007

Angelina Jolie to Adopt Vietnamese Child

Angelina Jolie to Adopt Vietnamese Child

You know, I'm not a fan of Brangelina, and I don't peruse the star magazines each month to find out more about them, but I do find it interesting that they (I will give them the benefit of the doubt) love children enough to take advantage of the fact that they are well off to adopt kids who otherwise would have no family and a poor quality of life, and will continue to do so even after having one of their own.

Angelina does seem to have a case of foot-in-mouth disease, or is that the paparazzi taking things out of context? Take this example:
In a recent interview, Jolie calls her biological daughter "a blob" with less personality than her two adopted kids in recent European interviews.
Yes, well, I have been known to affectionately call my own children parasites... (stuck to the breast and all...) And I once wrote that even the family cat (my parents' cat) had more personality than my first-born (when he was a month or two old).

And then the next capsule has this to say:
However, the press omits the part of the interview where the reporter actually suggests the word "blob" when Jolie hesitated in describing her newborn.
Yeah, there you go. And how much of the stuff going around out there is stuff like this? Most of it I'm willing to bet.

Angelina and Brad are doing something I would love to do. Adopting kids who need families. I have always wanted to adopt a child or two. It doesn't look like that is going to happen though.

Wait, there's more. This page actually has two polls on the whole story. The first poll asks if Angelina should keep adopting kids. 75% answer If the kids are alright, who cares? 17% are busybodies and answer Somebody stop her! and 9% more answer No, this should do it. This is nobody's business was not one of the options. The other poll asked: How do you think Brad feels about all this?

Well, duh! They act like Angelina is the one adopting the kids and Brad is just some polite onlooker who has to put up with the whole thing. He is adopting them too is he not?

So now it is not only politically incorrect to have "too many kids", it is also politically incorrect to adopt "too many kids"? Give me a break! No, of course it would be much better just to leave these kids in orphanages where there are no parents, only caretakers who have x number of kids to care for. Would you leave your own kids in daycare 24/7 all year for years on end? So why would it be okay for these kids? People are so ignorant! Once again, I am probably better off not reading the news, because stupid reporters get on my nerves.

Secularism

The Religion of Secularism

Michael Coren

The western world is more religions than at almost any tome in its history. No, it's not a typing error, not some spasm of absurdity. Again, the western world is more religious than at almost any time in its history. Religious to a fundamentalist, literalist and vehemently screaming degree. It has its own crusades, inquisitions and lists of banned books and it will seldom listen to contrary opinion.

Which is not to say, of course, that North America and Europe is Christian. Nor is it Muslim or Jewish or part of any other historically recognized. No, its gods are several and its faith perverse. The altar sparkles and shines with the sacraments of sexual licence, self-esteem, ecology, material­ism, instant gratification, animal rights, abortion, the cult of progress and the dictatorship of the living. Some of the dark priests of the creed are easy to identify. Stephen Lewis and Henry Morgentaler wear bishop's robes and helping them serve are David Suzuki, Svend Robinson and a whole host of comrades. Their seminaries are our state-funded colleges and schools, where the new creed is taught by rote. Truth is relative, right and wrong are mere human con­cepts, life begins when one wants it to, death is a choice and those alive now know more than anyone who has lived in the past. I breathe, therefore I am.

Pretend that everything is improving, when in fact since the 1950s teenage suicide in North America has increased by 5000%. Argue that we are safer and healthier and more sexually balanced when since the almost universal availability of condoms and the contraceptive pill the rate of sexually transmitted diseases, abortions and so-called unwanted pregnancies have increased almost every year.

Are we happy? Survey after survey reveals that we are not. Unhappy in work, unhappy in marriage, unhappy in promiscuity, unhappy in life and unhappy in death. As our surround-sound systems grow louder and our giant televi­sion screens become more gigantic we are supposed to feel content. I-pods, MP3s, X-boxes, satellite radios and pornog­raphy at the touch a button.

We have confused justice with sentimentality and com­passion with effeminacy. In other words, we cry when we are told and show sympathy when it seems fashionable. Put your car in a handicapped parking spot and you wi11 be fined. Kill an unborn handicapped baby and you will receive public funding. A culture that is numb, dumb and high on artificial stimulants and artificial wisdom.

The only entity standing firm against this soiled storm is the Church. Holy, Catholic and founded by Christ Jesus at Caesarea Philippi. The place is more significant than it may appear. Now known as Banias, it is in the far north of Israel and was then and still is tucked away from the major trade routes. For the Messiah this was a long journey outside of His central ministry in Galilee and Judea. He chose it with a precise purpose.

The reason was that it was one of the most important pagan worship sites in the world. At its centre is an enormous rock dedicated to the god Pan, into which ancient cultists would throw animals and even chil­dren. Christ was establishing His Church in the face of filthy pagan­ism, showing to the world that St. Peter and the Papacy and the Catholic Church would stand firm against hell and all its schemes.

The new rock was Peter, the new instrument of God's will was the Church. But the old enemy remained and remains. Just as there is nothing new about the New Age, there is nothing modern and recent about paganism. Today it is electronic and noisy and often superficially glamorous, but at heart it is precisely the same as its ancient predeces­sor.

Child sacrifice has become a national law. Nature wor­ship is official policy for every party in parliament. Marriage bas been twisted into a raw, bleeding mess by government and lawyers. Children are indoctrinated into chaos theories of decadence.

But there in Rome sits a small, old and often tired man. Empowered by all the truth in the world and the hand of the Son of God, he is sti11 in front of the pagan rock of Caesarea Philipi, humbly accepting the authority of the Church and guiding and guarding us against all that the world can spew.


Personally, I have nothing against mp3 players and ipods, they are tools, nothing more... after all, they will play religious music as well as whatever other things people want them to play... I also do not believe that all talk about the environment and saving it and recycling etc, is nature worship... But this article makes some very good points that are worth thinking about.

Sourire d'Enfer


Ce n'était pas assez d'avoir des broches, maintenant, il faut ajouter des elastiques en plus... Vraiment, j'ai hâte d'en avoir fini. J'ai mal aux gencives!!!

Mais, je suis contente que je n'ai pas eu ça à l'adolescence. Je crois que j'avais assez de problèmes, je n'avais pas besoin de ça de plus.

J'aurais dû prendre une photo avant aussi. Comme ça j'aurai eu l'avant, le pendant, et l'après.

Je devrais en avoir fini au mois de mai ou juin. J'espère... Ce serait le fun de ne plus avoir ça pour ma fête. Un beau cadeau de fête non? (14 mai; croisons les doigts.)

Friday, March 02, 2007

Life in Northern BC

Life in the North
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Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a Snow plow on
the highway.

"Vacation" means going to Kamloops for the weekend.

You measure distance in hours.

You know several people who have hit deer, moose, or bears more than
once.

You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.

You use a down comforter in the summer, but can walk outside barefoot in
the winter to grab the beer off the porch.

You see people wearing hunting clothes at social events.

You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both
unlocked.

There are 7 empty cars running in the parking lot at the Canadian Tire
store at any given time.

You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.

Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with
snow.

You think lingerie is tube socks and flannel pajamas.

You know all 4 seasons as: almost winter, winter, still winter, and
construction.

It takes 3 hours to go to the store for one item even when you're in a
rush because you have to stop and talk to everyone in town.

You know it must be cold out when there's ice chunks floating in the
river.

You know where Quesnel is, and you pronounce it correctly.

When you go to parties in the winter, you wear your Sorels, and bring
your nice shoes in a grocery bag.

You have perfected the peeing outdoors technique because you have been
drunk in the middle of nowhere so many times.

You know where 100 Mile House, 103 Mile, 105 Mile, 108Mile, 99 Mile, 94
Mile, and 70 Mile are, and don't really think those are strange names
for towns.

You actually understand these jokes and forward them to all your
friends.

Snow Day!

We are in the midst of another snowstorm and hence, it is a snow day today. Since next week is spring break, this is just an early start to a nice long holiday.

Our neighbour friend, Maxence is here to play with Maryssa, Gabriel and Dominic. He is the same age as Maryssa and goes to the same school.

After all that effort shoveling, I haven't been skating yet and now it is time to shovel again...

VIVE LA NEIGE!!!

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Luque es la ciudad en la cual viví 6 meses, de febrero hasta el fin de julio de 1993. Todavía tengo amigos por ahí, una de los cuales vino hasta Quebec para nuestra boda en 1997.