Reflections from Crumbly Acres: parliament hill

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Sunday, 19 February 2023

Three cheers for democracy!

After the Emergency Act was put in force during the Ottawa protests last year, the government appointed a commission to prepare a report to determine if they were right to do so. The conclusions came out last week (PDF). Of course they were right to do so. Downtown Ottawa residents were tortured mentally and still experience PTSD.

You can see the huge crowd 😏 on the Parliament Hills webcam. This weekend, Feb. 18/19.

It's been a year since the chaos. They were out on Parliament Hill protesting again. The crazies are on Social Media, as well. This includes our former MPP.

We live in a very free country.

This is what they did on the Family Day long weekend:

These hooligans continue to insist that lots have died from the vaccine, which is what got our MPP in trouble, posting images of people he claimed succumbed to the vaccine. Family members attacked him for this, saying a) he was wrong, and b) they did not have permission to use their late family member's faces.

I had an lecture about this from my new client. I didn't think it worth debating. He insisted that you just have to Google it and you will find this fact out: that people have died from having the vax. Oh my.

This dude filmed the recent protests (@truckdriverpleb)and posted the weekend excitement on Twitter. Ottawa residents counter protested.

They really don't make any sense, they want to be free to get rid of the duly elected government. They are still trying to demand the government resigns. Isn't that what they do in dictatorships? Isn't that what Putin is doing in 🇺🇦 Ukraine?

I am amazed at the ignorance of these Canadians. I decided to buy t-shirts from Saint Javelin, who are using the money to help Ukraine. I know how fortunate I am to live in Canada. We aren't perfect, but I prefer a democracy.

On the back: Слава Україні! Героям слава!

Slava Ukraini! - Heroiam Slava!

Glory to Ukraine! Glory to the heroes!

Sunday, 6 February 2022

The whistling door!

We'll see what today brings. Maybe more snow. After my blogging, and morning workout, I go out and refill the bird feeders. It's a bit cold out. Our poor kids in Vancouver had a night of honking horns downtown. This anarchy is mighty disturbing for those near and far. I felt so badly for them, with two young girls there. The kids in Ottawa aren't near downtown, happily.

I taught social studies to elementary students. They understood the difference between federal, provincial, and municipal responsibilities. The feds control the border, and with the US demanding vaccine certificates, Canada has no power over that. The RCMP are in charge of Parliament Hill in Ottawa.

The provinces control the provincial police (OPP), also healthcare and, therefore, vaccine by-laws.

The local Ottawa police are charged with maintaining order in the streets. This has been difficult due to the sheer numbers of people, trucks, and (mostly) white trash out there wreaking havoc on the streets. The Ottawa Police (with a history of nepotism, racism, and abuse of female officers) are asking for tow trucks capable of towing large trucks. It is chaos.

It is discouraging. JB has been happy watching curling, and other 🏂Olympic sports. It's a break.

I've repaired this door, putting in a new door sweep last April: home repairs. I could hear it whistling on a windy day. The wind bringing in a very, very cold draft.

The old weatherstripping is old (maybe original – 35 years old?) and built into the door. We're in need of a new door, with better framing, but I'm still arguing with Canada Revenue and had to pay them some money. 😓

This stuff didn't work. I've tried it before. Tricky stuff to work with.

I sent Joseph Brian in for some polyfilla.

That didn't work so well. How about flex seal?

I thought about something soft, that would fill the gap. A craft supply. We've limited colours.

It's not a pretty job, but it's not whistling or leaking as much frosty winter air.

I had more success reattaching the dustbuster. We use it often. Both of us seem to have the dropsies!

Wednesday, 24 June 2015

The city of Ottawa

Wednesday is Yoga day
on Parliament Hill lawns.
We just missed them!

My first 25 years I lived in Toronto, in the inner city. I walked to Cottingham P.S., and took the subway to Jarvis C.I.

Later, my first hubby and I moved to Nepean (1981), now part of Ottawa, and I've lived in the Ottawa Valley for 25 years (Osgoode, Manotick, North Gower). Trips to the city of Ottawa are a lark, now. (Aside from doctor's appointments and tests!)

As faithful readers know we now live in a wetland. For our leisure trips (National Art Gallery – Alex Colville), hubby drives. My job is to keep busy taking photos. Both of us used to bike into the city where we lived on the outskirts of Ottawa. The bike routes are really decent. The canal is a lovely place to cycle. I've edited these over last week.