I was shocked this morning to see in my news feed that Tom Clancy, the best-selling novelist has died at age 66.
I've not been a big consumer of his brand of fiction for a long time, some of it due to my discomfort with some of his right-wing stances on things like the Iraq war, but mostly because I'm sorry to say his books had become derivative and pedantic--a sad fate for any writer I'm sure.
More thoughts under the Kos Vampire Cloud...
Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends! As a Canadian I had my turkey-day a month or so ago, but life has a funny way of getting you thinking about the things you’re thankful for. Today was one of those days, and since its likely better to write a diary here than take my frustrations out in a less healthy environment, I present what I’m thankful for today.
As a prologue, two years ago I wrote a diary here about how thankful I was for our universal healthcare up north here as I was dealing with a nasty ear ache and didn’t have a family physician, so I was more than happy to be able to get in, get out, get some antibiotics and go home without too bad a hit to my walled, or a long line up at the local walk-in clinic.
(More after the orange dinner roll)
With the announcement of the addition of marriage equality to the Democratic Party platform, I began wondering why is it that the Democratic Party in the US and the Liberal Party in Canada (my only two experiences with center-left parties) seem so schizophrenic on progressive policies.
Often we progressives get so caught up with our own ideals and vision of a progressive future for our country(ies) that we miss the forest for the trees. What may seem obvious to us is often times not a consideration to “centrists”—let alone the radical right.
Since the Aurora shooting I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about the culture we North Americans are immersed in. What I put forth is my own opinion, and my own story and I don’t intend to offend (and I sincerely hope I don’t) but neither will I apologise. All I ask is that if you listen—agree or disagree—and take part in a conversation with myself, with someone else, with anyone else then maybe some of that culture can be changed for the better. None of us have all the answers, but sadly no one seems interested in listening—instead only waiting for their turn to talk. I’m as guilty of that as anyone.