Oh The Humanity!
So the day I take my advice from Elon Musk is the day I … oh never mind. In any event a recent comment by Musk caught my attention. He warned in rather apocalyptic tones that artificial intelligence is the greatest threat to humanity that we have ever faced. Good Lord man, in a world of hyperbole that takes the cake.
Come On Man!
I am the son of English parents which means that I consider it my birthright to express a firmly held opinion with every drawn breath. As I write, I can hear my mother and what she would say to this relentless tide of uptightness washing over us.
“Oh do shut up!”
Perhaps she means me.
Spectacles, Testicles, Wallet and Phone
I studied Latin in my early years. Mr. Green, Kelowna Junior High 1963, if you don’t believe me. Weird I know and it did nothing for my dating life.
Apparently facility unravelling the root meaning of any English word did not get otherwise available teenage Canadian girls hot for young Tony. It was the ’60’s. How could they possibly know the adventures awaiting?
This is Not About Mich
I don’t know where this will all end for Mich. Hockey finds talent wherever it is in Canada and I expect opportunity will come calling. I am as sure as one can be that big things are ahead for Mich The Dreamer. And I do know this. It is on the backs of people just like him that hockey has become what it is for Canadians.
Old Men are Great
Mo and Dan are a couple of OLD buggers, right out of central casting. Craggy faces etched with life’s lessons, both of them limping and sore, the result of life’s wear and tear. Their ‘Best Before Date’ stamped on their creased foreheads. They were exactly what I was looking for.
Cancel?
Humour can strip us bare and reveal us for what we are as individuals or on a bigger social scale, what we are as a people. Humour lets us see ourselves for what we really are. Sometime that ain’t pretty but how can we change if we can’t see ourselves. How can we see ourselves if humour is cancelled?
Paying it Forward Can Cost Nothing
I have come to think there may be a more fulfilling way to ‘pay it forward’ and it doesn’t cost a penny. It begins with ‘hello’ and can often times result in idle chatter about nothing very important at all. But it has value. It is the gift of your time. And it can be priceless.
Death in the Yukon Chapter 13 and 14
“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. I’ve been thinking about you.” Between the trial and Break Out, Beau’s week had been very full, to say the least but he had thought about Penny several times since they’d met. He knew he had been attracted to her but also knew that they were both just passing in the night.
Death in the Yukon Chapter 15 and 16
Whitehorse, the Yukon, the people he’d met, the experiences he’d had, they all changed Beau. He’d been reminded that this life he had to live was best lived with intention, with conviction and passion. He was satisfied that when he was old and grey and just left with the memories of his life, he’d be okay with these ones.
Death in The Yukon Chapter 11 and 12
Beau loved it. Here they were Bear, Shrap, Bean and Pablum, out for a night on the town. None of them from here, all of them here for a reason. As the night wore on, each of them trying to out drink one another, all part of the universal cock fight that it is to be a man, the stories got wilder and wilder.