Spotless integrity and other mythological creatures

A couple of weeks ago a friend of mine, a mentor actually, posted an uncharacteristically political news item on Facebook: Harper’s communication unit bigfoots Parks Canada news conference

Since when did “bigfoot” become a transitive verb? Apparently, since 1980 when it came to be used by journalists to describe someone who steals a big story from a lower ranking colleague. So what happened? In a nutshell, the Privy Council removed the name of the federal agency responsible for national parks from a public event announcing the creation of one – replacing it with the term “Harper Government” instead.

Now, I am not naive enough to believe that the manipulation of public events for political gain is somehow unusual. But to take credit for work you didn’t do? Well, it seems disingenuous at best.

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I said, it’s MY party! Source: Bigfoot’s Birthday Celebration

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An old dream.

The January edition of the Mother Sugar Salon, I’ll admit, rather stumped me.  The question (At this point in your life, is there a dream you will never get to fulfill? What is it- and what makes you so sure it’s out of reach?) knocks up against one of the deep-seated principles of our culture: this idea of living our dreams, of all things being always within our reach if we simply try hard enough.  My knee-jerk response to the question, then, was, No! Absolutely not.  At first, I could not imagine (or perhaps have so trained myself not to allow myself to imagine) listing even one ‘dream’ or aspiration of mine that I couldn’t, in one way or another, fulfill. Continue reading

In the shelter of others

In case you missed it, there’s a new feature here at Mother Sugar called, The Salon: What You Know For Sure. Every month we’ll be asking a new question and inviting all of you to respond. Big or small, long or short, send us your memories and we’ll share ours. Today’s post draws on this month’s theme:

When you were 18, what did you imagine your future would look like? How close does your life today come to that vision?

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A Life of Luxury: Choices, Trade offs, and the Benefits of Busyness.

I am not a busy person. I wake up without an alarm, spend a good portion of time in bed checking Pinterest, shower the dog with morning cuddles, talk to the bump, before slowly (more slowly each week) rolling out … Continue reading

Back to School

When I was eighteen, and in University for the first time, I vividly remember slouching in the back of a lecture hall, perching my Doc Marten boots on the back of the seat in front of me, staring at the “mature students” sitting at the front of the class, and thinking, “What losers. That will never be me”. What I can’t get over now is not only how sure I was, but also how clearly wrong I was. Continue reading