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Changing times

The seasons must be changing even in our neck of the woods. We have had daytime temperatures up to the mid 50’s over the past 2 weeks or so, but  last night that came to an end. It started snowing as was promised last night around dinner, and it snowed some today, not a lot, but an inch or so max. It is still snowing lightly as I write this, and it is 19 degrees.

The rest of North America, has had terrible weather, deep snow and cold temperatures have plagued the east parts of Canada, and the US. I have the job in our condo of monitoring the snow removal contract, to be sure we get what we contracted for and to watch out for thus pesky icy spots that could cause a slip. As the “Snowman”, it has been an easy winter for me, and I am most grateful that I live in Calgary this winter, and not in Boston, our Maritimes or Buffalo NY.

Our resident bunny, or Northern Hare as he should be called, must agree since I saw him (her?) this morning running around on our snowy street. It has been months since I saw him around. He should be white with black ear tips, but he has already started to go to his summer brown.

I have a couple of birdhouses, and a sparrow couple looked like it was time to set up housekeeping. They were in and out of one of the birdhouses that I built for tree swallows, but that always house sparrows. It is way too early for them to nest since the food supply brought on by the heat of spring has yet to happen. Incidentally, these were the first sparrows I have seen in literally months.  While they winter in our area, I haven’t seen any sparrows around since late last fall.

Fortunately, at least for me, we have had as many as 6 Chickadees at the sunflower seed feeder, and in the nearby tree, all winter long. My suet cake feeder has managed to attract some of our resident magpies, and that keeps the other birds away from that feeder. I am grateful for the chickadees.


I remember the bologna of my childhood,
And the bread that we cut with a knife,
When the children helped with the housework,
And the men went to work not the wife.

The cheese never needed a fridge,
And the bread was so crusty and hot,
The children were seldom unhappy
And the wife was content with her lot.

I remember the milk from the bottle,
With the yummy cream on the top,
Our dinner came hot from the oven,
And not from a freezer or the shop.

The kids were a lot more contented,
They didn’t need money for kicks,
Just a game with their friends on the road,
And sometimes the Saturday flicks.

I remember the shop on the corner,
Where cookies for pennies were sold
Do you think I’m a bit too nostalgic
Or is it….I’m just getting old?

The baths were taken in a #3 wash tub,
With plenty of rich foamy suds
But the ironing seemed never ending
As Mama pressed everyone’s ‘duds’.

I remember the slap on my backside,
And the taste of soap if I swore
Anorexia and diets weren’t heard of
And we hadn’t much choice what we wore.

Do you think that bruised our ego
Or our initiative was destroyed?
We ate what was put on the table
And I think life was better enjoyed.

Author, Unknown


Thank goodness there’s a name for this disorder. Somehow I feel better even though I have it!! Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D.  – Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder..

This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys on the table, Put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back On the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, Since I’m going to be near the mailbox When I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my check book off the table, And see that there is only one check left.
My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Pepsi I’d been drinking.

I’m going to look for my checks, But first I need to push the Pepsi aside so that I don’t accidentally knock it over.

The Pepsi is getting warm, And I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Pepsi, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye–they need water.

I put the Pepsi on the counter and Discover my reading glasses that I’ve been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I’m going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I’ll be looking for the remote, but I won’t remember that it’s on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I’ll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, But quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table, Get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to Remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:
The car isn’t washed The bills aren’t paid There is a warm can of Pepsi sitting on the counter the flowers don’t have enough water, there is still only 1 check in my check book, I can’t find the remote, I can’t find my glasses, and I don’t remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I’m really baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I’m really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, And I’ll try to get some help for it, But first I’ll check my e-mail….

Don’t laugh — if this isn’t you yet, your day is coming!!


Let us never know what old age is. Let us know the happiness time brings, not count the years. - Ausonius


This seems to be a commercial, but it is pretty funny. You need to watch the expressions one the ladies faces. Check it out: Dieting and Exercise?


I have lived through all the covers on this site, seen most of them published at the time, and I have heard back form others who are around my age, who also remember. They were delighted seeing these, and it brought back a lot of memories. These are Norman Rockwell covers from the Saturday Evening Post that go way back into the 40’s. The last 2 for me were the most moving. Check it out: Norman Rockwell

Time is like a river.  You cannot touch the water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again.  Enjoy every moment of life. 

As a bagpiper, I play many gigs.  Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man.  He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the Ontario back country.

As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn’t stop for directions.

I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.  There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.  I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late.

I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place.  I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.

The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around.  I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends.  I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.

And as I played "Amazing Grace", the workers began to weep.  They wept, I wept, we all wept together.  When I finished, I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.  Though my head was hung low, my heart was full.

As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen anything like that before, and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."

Apparently, I’m still lost….it’s a man thing.

A lawyer and a senior citizen are sitting next to each other on a long flight.

The lawyer is thinking that seniors are so dumb that he could put one over on them easily.  So, the lawyer asks if the senior would like to play a fun game.

The senior is tired and just wants to take a nap, so he politely declines and tries to catch a few winks.

The lawyer persists, saying that the game is a lot of fun….  "I ask you a question, and if you don’t know the answer, you pay me only $5.00. 
Then you ask me one, and if I don’t know the answer, I will pay you $500.00," he says.

This catches the senior’s attention and, to keep the lawyer quiet, he agrees to play the game.

The lawyer asks the first question.  "What’s the distance from the Earth to the Moon?"

The senior doesn’t say a word, but reaches into his pocket, pulls out a five-dollar bill, and hands it to the lawyer.

Now, it’s the senior’s turn.  He asks the lawyer, "What goes up a hill with three legs, and comes down with four?"

The lawyer uses his laptop to search all references he could find on the Net.

He sends E-mails to all the smart friends he knows; all to no avail.  After an hour of searching, he finally gives up.

He wakes the senior and hands him $500.00.  The senior pockets the $500.00 and goes back to sleep.

The lawyer is now going nuts not knowing the answer.  He wakes the senior up and asks, "Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four?"

The senior reaches into his pocket, hands the lawyer $5.00, and goes back to sleep.

Have a Great Day, and be nice to one another.

Ross Smile

I just got this yesterday, and I tell you it is horrific. The video is of a murder of a woman. There are a lot of armed men standing around using cell phone cameras to take images of the horror. The woman is murdered on camera, because she committed a crime. The crime was that she was wearing a red jacket. If this is the way a Muslim or Islamic caliphate is supposed to treat it’s citizens, I for one want no part of these barbaric imbeciles. I hope the west and the more moderate Arabs join to drive this garbage into the sea.

Check it out: murder



Oh Canada our home and native land

True patriot love in all our sons command

With glowing hearts we see thee rise

The true north strong and free

From far and wide oh Canada

We stand on guard for thee. 

*God*keep our land glorious and free

Oh Canada we stand on guard for thee

Oh Canada we stand on guard for thee. 

I’m guessing the response came as a big surprise to CBC to the question: 

Do you believe that the word “God” should stay in the iconic National Anthem ….  A part of Canadian culture? 

CBC, on a recent morning, had a poll on this question.  They had the highest number of responses that they have ever had for one of their polls, and the percentage was this: 86% for the word “God keep our Land”, in the National Anthem 14% against.  That is a pretty ‘commanding’ public response. 

It is said that 86% of Canadians believe the word “God” should stay, therefore, I have a very hard time understanding why there is such a controversy about having the word “God” in the anthem! 

Should the country cater to this 14%?


Woman and the Fork

There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live.  So as she was getting her things ‘in order,’ she contacted her Pastor and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.

She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Pastor was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.

‘There’s one more thing,’ she said excitedly..

‘What’s that?’ came the Pastor’s reply?

‘This is very important,’ the young woman continued.  ‘I want to be buried with a fork in my Right hand.’ The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn’t it?’ the young woman asked.

‘Well, to be honest, I’m puzzled by the request,’ said the Pastor.

The young woman explained.  ‘My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement.  In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, ‘Keep your fork.’

It was my favourite part because I knew that something better was coming…like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.  Something wonderful, and with substance!’ So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder ‘What’s with the fork?’ Then I want you to tell them: ‘Keep your fork ..the best is yet to come.’

The Pastor’s eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye.  He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death.  But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did.  She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.  She KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young woman’s casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand.  Over and over, the Pastor heard the question, ‘What’s with the fork?’ And over and over he smiled.

During his message, the Pastor told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died.  He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her.  He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right.  So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.  Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.  Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share.  Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.

And just remember…keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!
God Bless You


A cute kind of video, on daredevil winged flyers in Rio: flyers


Our English speaker is at it again, Good rant. Commentary




I just took a leaflet out of my mail box informing me that I can have sex at 73.
I’m so happy, because I live at number 71.
So it’s not too far to walk home afterwards.
And it’s the same side of the street.
I don’t even have to cross the road!


Answering machine message, "I am not available right now, But thank you for caring enough to call.
I am making some changes in my life.
Please leave a message after the beep.
If I do not return your call, you are one of the changes."


My wife and I had words, but I didn’t get to use mine.


Frustration is trying to find your glasses without your glasses.


Blessed are those who can give without remembering and take without forgetting.


The irony of life is that, by the time you’re old enough to know your way around, you’re not going anywhere.


I was always taught to respect my elders, but it keeps getting harder to find one.


Every morning is the dawn of a new error.


Aspire to inspire before you expire.


Have a Great Day, and be nice to everyone.

Ross Smile

Every day one reads the paper, listens and watches the news, from Fox to CNN, CBC to CTV, there is more stories of Muslim fighting, infighting, killing, murdering children, men and women. It is madness run amok.

This piece is by Greet Wilders, a member of the Dutch legislature. Check it out for some frightening information. This Will Give You Cold Chills….
In a generation or two, the US will ask itself: Who lost Europe ?

Here is the speech of Greet Wilders, Chairman, Party for Freedom, the Netherlands, at the Four Seasons, New York, introducing an Alliance of Patriots and announcing the Facing Jihad Conference in Jerusalem .

Dear friends, Thank you very much for inviting me.  I come to America with a mission. All is not well in the old world.

There is a tremendous danger looming, and it is very difficult to be optimistic.

We might be in the final stages of the Islamization of Europe.  This not only is a clear and present danger to the future of Europe itself, it is a threat to America and the sheer survival of the West.The United States as the last bastion of Western civilization, facing an Islamic Europe.

First I will describe the situation on the ground in Europe .  Then, I will say a few things about Islam.  To close I will tell you about a meeting in Jerusalem .

The Europe you know is changing.

You have probably seen the landmarks.  But in all of these cities, sometimes a few blocks away from your tourist destination, there is another world.  It is the world of the parallel society created by Muslim mass-migration.

All throughout Europe a new reality is rising: entire Muslim neighborhoods where very few indigenous people reside or are even seen.  And if they are, they might regret it.  This goes for the police as well.  It’s the world of head scarves, where women walk around in figureless tents, with baby strollers and a group of children.  Their husbands, or slaveholders if you prefer, walk three steps ahead.  With mosques on many street corners.  The shops have signs you and I cannot read.  You will be hard-pressed to find any economic activity.  These are Muslim ghettos controlled by religious fanatics.  These are Muslim neighborhoods, and they are mushrooming in every city across Europe.  These are the building-blocks for territorial control of increasingly larger portions of Europe, street by street, neighbourhood by neighbourhood, city by city.

There are now thousands of mosques throughout Europe .  With larger congregations than there are in churches.  And in every European city there are plans to build super-mosques that will dwarf every church in the region.  Clearly, the signal is: we rule.

Many European cities are already one-quarter Muslim: just take Amsterdam, Marseille and Malmo in Sweden.  In many cities the majority of the under-18 population is Muslim.  Paris is now surrounded by a ring of Muslim neighborhoods.  Mohammed is the most popular name among boys in many cities.

In some elementary schools in Amsterdam the farm can no longer be mentioned, because that would also mean mentioning the pig, and that would be an insult to Muslims.

Many state schools in Belgium and Denmark only serve halal food to all pupils.  In once-tolerant Amsterdam gays are beaten up almost exclusively by Muslims.  Non-Muslim women routinely hear ‘whore, whore’.  Satellite dishes are not pointed to local TV stations, but to stations in the country of origin.

In France, school teachers are advised to avoid authors deemed offensive to Muslims,including Voltaire and Diderot; the same is increasingly true of Darwin .  The history of the Holocaust can no longer be taught because of Muslim sensitivity.

In England sharia courts are now officially part of the British legal system.  Many neighborhoods in France are no-go areas for women without head scarves.  Last week a man almost died after being beaten up by Muslims in Brussels, because he was drinking during the Ramadan.

Jews are fleeing France in record numbers, on the run for the worst wave of anti-Semitism since World War II.  French is now commonly spoken on the streets of Tel Aviv and Netanyahu, Israel.  I could go on forever with stories like this.  Stories about Islamization.

A total of fifty-four million Muslims now live in Europe .  San Diego University recently calculated that a staggering 25 percent of the population in Europe will be Muslim just 12 years from now.  Bernhard Lewis has predicted a Muslim majority by the end of this century.

Now these are just numbers.  And the numbers would not be threatening if the Muslim-immigrants had a strong desire to assimilate.  But there are few signs of that.  The Pew Research Center reported that half of French Muslims see their loyalty to Islam as greater than their loyalty to France .  One-third of French Muslims do not object to suicide attacks.  The British Centre for Social Cohesion reported that one- third of British Muslim students are in favour of a worldwide caliphate.  Muslims demand what they call ‘respect’.  And this is how we give them respect.  We have Muslim official state holidays.

The Christian-Democratic attorney general is willing to accept sharia in the Netherlands if there is a Muslim majority.  We have cabinet members with passports from Morocco and Turkey .

Muslim demands are supported by unlawful behaviour, ranging from petty crimes and random violence, for example against ambulance workers and bus drivers, to small-scale riots.  Paris has seen its uprising in the low-income suburbs, the banlieus.  I call the perpetrators ‘settlers’.  Because that is what they are.  They do not come to integrate into our societies; they come to integrate our society into their Dar- al-Islam.  Therefore, they are settlers.

Much of this street violence I mentioned is directed exclusively against non-Muslims, forcing many native people to leave their neighborhoods, their cities, their countries.  Moreover, Muslims are now a swing vote not to be ignored.

The second thing you need to know is the importance of Mohammed the prophet.  His behaviour is an example to all Muslims and cannot be criticized.  Now, if Mohammed had been a man of peace, let us say like Ghandi and Mother Theresa wrapped in one, there would be no problem.  But Mohammed was a warlord, a mass murderer, a pedophile, and had several marriages – at the same time.  Islamic tradition tells us how he fought in battles, how he had his enemies murdered, and even had prisoners of war executed.  Mohammed himself slaughtered the Jewish tribe of Banu Qurayza.  If it is good for Islam, it is good.  If it is bad for Islam, it is bad.

Let no one fool you about Islam being a religion.  Sure, it has a god, and a here-after, and 72 virgins.  But in its essence Islam is a political ideology.  It is a system that lays down detailed rules for society and the life of every person.  Islam wants to dictate every aspect of life.  Islam means ‘submission’.  Islam is not compatible with freedom and democracy, because what it strives for is sharia.  If you want to compare Islam to anything, compare it to communism or national-socialism, these are all totalitarian ideologies.

Now you know why Winston Churchill called Islam ‘the most retrograde force in the world’, and why he compared Mein Kampf to the Quran.
The public has wholeheartedly accepted the Palestinian narrative, and sees Israel as the aggressor.  I have lived in this country and visited it dozens of times.I support Israel .  First, because it is the Jewish homeland after two thousand years of exile up to and including Auschwitz, second because it is a democracy, and third because Israel is our first line of defense.

This tiny country is situated on the fault line of jihad, frustrating Islam’s territorial advance.  Israel is facing the front lines of jihad, like Kashmir, Kosovo, the Philippines, Southern Thailand, Darfur in Sudan, Lebanon, and Aceh in Indonesia.  Israel is simply in the way.  The same way West-Berlin was during the Cold War.

The war against Israel is not a war against Israel.  It is a war against the West.  It is jihad.  Israel is simply receiving the blows that are meant for all of us.  If there would have been no Israel, Islamic imperialism would have found other venues to release its energy and its desire for conquest.  Thanks to Israeli parents who send their children to the army and lay awake at night, parents in Europe and America can sleep well and dream, unaware of the dangers looming.

Many in Europe argue in favour of abandoning Israel in order to address the grievances of our Muslim minorities.  But if Israel were, God forbid, to go down, it would not bring any solace to the West.  It would not mean our Muslim minorities would all of a sudden change their behaviour, and accept our values.  On the contrary, the end of Israel would give enormous encouragement to the forces of Islam.  They would, and rightly so, see the demise of Israel as proof that the West is weak, and doomed.  The end of Israel would not mean the end of our problems with Islam, but only the beginning.  It would mean the start of the final battle for world domination.  If they can get Israel, they can get everything.  So-called journalists volunteer to label any and all critics of Islamization as a ‘right-wing extremists’ or ‘racists’.  In my country, the Netherlands, 60 percent of the population now sees the mass immigration of Muslims as the number one policy mistake since World War II.  And another 60 percent sees Islam as the biggest threat.  Yet there is a greater danger than terrorist attacks, the scenario of America as the last man standing.  The lights may go out in Europe faster than you can imagine.  An Islamic Europe means a Europe without freedom and democracy, an economic wasteland, an intellectual nightmare, and a loss of military might for America – as its allies will turn into enemies, enemies with atomic bombs.  With an Islamic Europe, it would be up to America alone to preserve the heritage of Rome, Athens and Jerusalem …

Dear friends, liberty is the most precious of gifts.  My generation never had to fight for this freedom, it was offered to us on a silver platter, by people who fought for it with their lives.  All throughout Europe, American cemeteries remind us of the young boys who never made it home, and whose memory we cherish.  My generation does not own this freedom; we are merely its custodians.  We can only hand over this hard won liberty to Europe’s children in the same state in which it was offered to us.  We cannot strike a deal with mullahs and imams.  Future generations would never forgive us.  We cannot squander our liberties.  We simply do not have the right to do so.

We have to take the necessary action to stop this Islamic stupidity from destroying the free world that we know!

Please take the time to read and understand what is written here


A bit about the Israelis having developed a blood test for breast cancer. Take a look: breast cancer




A Village woman goes in for a medical examination.

In the midst of the examination, the physician says, "Your heart, lungs, pulse, and blood pressure are all fine.  Now let me see the part that gets you ladies into all kinds of trouble."

The lady starts taking off her undies, but is interrupted by the doctor.

"No!  No!  He says ….  just stick out your tongue!"


They’re not happy in Gaza ..
They’re not happy in Egypt ..
They’re not happy in Libya ..
They’re not happy in Morocco ..
They’re not happy in Iran ..
They’re not happy in Iraq ..
They’re not happy in Yemen …
They’re not happy in Afghanistan …
They’re not happy in Pakistan ..
They’re not happy in Syria ..
They’re not happy in Lebanon ..


They’re happy in Australia ..
They’re happy in Canada ..
They’re happy in England ..
They’re happy in France ..
They’re happy in Italy ..
They’re happy in Germany ..
They’re happy in Sweden ..
They’re happy in the USA ..
They’re happy in Norway ..
They’re happy in Holland ..
They’re happy in Denmark ..

Basically, they’re happy in every country that is not Muslim and unhappy in every country that is!


Not Islam.
Not their leadership.
Not themselves.


AND THEN- They want to change those countries to be like, THE COUNTRY THEY CAME FROM WHERE THEY WERE UNHAPPY!
Excuse me, but I can’t help wondering…
How damned dumb can you get?
Everyone seems to be wondering why Muslim Terrorists are so quick to commit suicide.
Lets have a look at the evidence:
- No Christmas
- No television
- No nude women
- No football
- No pork chops
- No hot dogs
- No burgers
- No beer
- No bacon
- Rags for clothes
- Towels for hats
- Constant wailing from some idiot in a tower
- More than one wife
- More than one mother-in-law
- You can’t shave
- Your wife can’t shave
- You can’t wash off the smell of donkeys
- You cook over burning camel shit
- Your wife is picked by someone else for you
- and your wife smells worse than your donkey
- Then they tell them that "when they die, it all gets better"???
Well No Shit Sherlock!….
It’s not like it could get much worse!

Have a great day, and be nice to one another.

Ross Smile

The following happened to my wife this morning, and it is a true story. It’s a funny one, and I thought others might like it.

My wife was doing her shopping at our local supermarket, The Real Canadian Superstore. The prices are pretty good, and so is the product, and since we live in a community where there are a large number of Asian extraction people, they shop there as well.

Now the stage has been set for the story. Chickens were on sale, and my wife was looking at them, but there were almost non left. There was however an Asian ma and another man speaking with a person from the meat department. the non Asian man was complaining that there were no chickens left, and were there any more in the back of the store, and the store man explained that there were no more chickens to be had.

Now, the Asian man had a whole basket full of the on sale chickens, so the other guy was telling the Asian man that he needed and wanted some chickens, and he wondered if the Asian man would give any of them up. The conversation was friendly, but the Asian man was just not interested.

The non Asian man offered to bargain with the Asian, and he told the Asian man that he was Italian, and that nobody could bargain better than Italians.

The Asian man played his trump card, and I quote, “I am a Chinese Jew”. he said with a smile on his face.

The following is a piece I got some time ago from a lady who immigrated to Canada from Hungary a number of years ago, during the war with Russia. In view of the madness occurring in the mid east these days, it gives one pause for thought. It is not funny, it is in fact scary, in the way it can impact our way of life. Read on.

Food for thought.

Salute the Danish Flag – it’s a Symbol of Western Freedom By Susan MacAllen

In 1978-9 I was living and studying in Denmark.  But in 1978 – even in Copenhagen, one didn’t see Muslim immigrants.

The Danish population embraced visitors, celebrated the exotic, went out of its way to protect each of its citizens.  It was proud of its new brand of socialist liberalism one in development since the conservatives had lost power in 1929 – a system where no worker had to struggle to survive, where one ultimately could count upon the state as in, perhaps, no other western nation at the time.

The rest of Europe saw the Scandinavians as free-thinking, progressive and infinitely generous in their welfare policies.  Denmark boasted low crime rates, devotion to the environment, a superior educational system and a history of humanitarianism.

Denmark was also most generous in its immigration policies – it offered the best welcome in Europe to the new immigrant: generous welfare payments from first arrival plus additional perks in transportation, housing and education.  It was determined to set a world example for inclusiveness and multiculturalism.  How could it have predicted that one day in 2005 a series of political cartoons in a newspaper would spark violence that would leave dozens dead in the streets – all because its commitment to multiculturalism would come back to bite?

By the 1990’s the growing urban Muslim population was obvious – and its unwillingness to integrate into Danish society was obvious.  Years of immigrants had settled into Muslim-exclusive enclaves.  As the Muslim leadership became more vocal about what they considered the decadence of Denmark ‘s liberal way of life, the Danes – once so welcoming – began to feel slighted.  Many Danes had begun to see Islam as incompatible with their long-standing values: belief in personal liberty and free speech, equality for women, tolerance for other ethnic groups, and a deep pride in Danish heritage and history.

An article by Daniel Pipes and Lars Hedegaard, in which they fore casted, accurately, that the growing immigrant problem in Denmark would explode.  In the article they reported:

‘Muslim immigrants constitute 5 percent of the population but consume upwards of 40 percent of the welfare spending.’
‘Muslims are only 4 percent of Denmark’s 5.4 million people but make up a majority of the country’s convicted rapists, an especially combustible issue given that practically all the female victims are non-Muslim.  Similar, if lesser, disproportions are found in other crimes.’
‘Over time, as Muslim immigrants increase in numbers, they wish less to mix with the indigenous population.  A recent survey finds that only 5 percent of young Muslim immigrants would readily marry a Dane.’
‘Forced marriages – promising a newborn daughter in Denmark to a male cousin in the home country, then compelling her to marry him, sometimes on pain of death – are one problem.’
‘Muslim leaders openly declare their goal of introducing Islamic law once Denmark’s Muslim population grows large enough – a not-that- remote prospect.  If present trends persist, one sociologist estimates, every third inhabitant of Denmark in 40 years will be Muslim.’
It is easy to understand why a growing number of Danes would feel that Muslim immigrants show little respect for Danish values and laws.

An example is the phenomenon common to other European countries and Canada: some Muslims in Denmark who opted to leave the Muslim faith have been murdered in the name of Islam, while others hide in fear for their lives.  Jews are also threatened and harassed openly by Muslim leaders in Denmark, a country where once Christian citizens worked to smuggle out nearly all of their 7,000 Jews by night to Sweden – before the Nazis could invade.  I think of my Danish friend Elsa – who, as a teenager, had dreaded crossing the street to the bakery every morning under the eyes of occupying Nazi soldiers – and I wonder what she would say today.

In 2001, Denmark elected the most conservative government in some 70 years – one that had some decidedly non-generous ideas about liberal unfettered immigration.  Today, Denmark has the strictest immigration policies in Europe .  (Its effort to protect itself has been met with accusations of ‘racism’ by liberal media across Europe – even as other governments struggle to right the social problems wrought by years of too-lax immigration.)

If you wish to become Danish, you must attend three years of language classes.  You must pass a test on Denmark’s history, culture, and a Danish language test.

You must live in Denmark for 7 years before applying for citizenship.

You must demonstrate an intent to work, and have a job waiting.  If you wish to bring a spouse into Denmark , you must both be over 24 years of age, and you won’t find it so easy anymore to move your friends and family to Denmark with you.

You will not be allowed to build a mosque in Copenhagen, although your children have a choice of some 30 Arabic culture and language schools in Denmark , they will be strongly encouraged to assimilate to Danish society in ways that past immigrants weren’t.

In 2006, the Danish minister for employment, Claus Hjort Frederiksen, spoke publicly of the burden of Muslim immigrants on the Danish welfare system, and it was horrifying: the government’s welfare committee had calculated that if immigration from Third World countries were blocked, 75 percent of the cuts needed to sustain the huge welfare system in coming decades would be unnecessary.  In other words, the welfare system, as it existed, was being exploited by immigrants to the point of eventually bankrupting the government.  ‘We are simply forced to adopt a new policy on immigration.’ ‘The calculations of the welfare committee are terrifying and show how unsuccessful the integration of immigrants has been up to now,’ he said.

A large thorn in the side of Denmark’s imams is the Minister of Immigration and Integration, Rikke Hvilshoj.  She makes no bones about the new policy toward immigration, ‘The number of foreigners coming to the country makes a difference,’ Hvilshoj says, ‘There is an inverse correlation between how many come here and how well we can receive the foreigners that come.’ And on Muslim immigrants needing to demonstrate a willingness to blend in, ‘In my view, Denmark should be a country with room for different cultures and religions.  Some values, however, are more important than others.  We refuse to question democracy, equal rights, and freedom of speech.’ Hvilshoj has paid a price for her show of backbone.  Perhaps to test her resolve, the leading radical imam in Denmark, Ahmed Abdel Rahman Abu Laban, demanded that the government pay blood money to the family of a Muslim who was murdered in a suburb of Copenhagen, stating that the family’s thirst for revenge could be thwarted for money.  When Hvilshoj dismissed his demand, he argued that in Muslim culture the payment of retribution money was common, to which Hvilshoj replied that what is done in a Muslim country is not necessarily what is done in Denmark.

The Muslim reply came soon after: her house was torched while she, her husband and children slept.  All managed to escape unharmed, but she and her family were moved to a secret location and she and other ministers were assigned bodyguards for the first time – in a country where such murderous violence was once so scarce.

Her government has slid to the right, and her borders have tightened.  Many believe that what happens in the next decade will determine whether Denmark survives as a bastion of good living, humane thinking and social responsibility, or whether it becomes a nation at civil war with supporters of Sharia law.

And meanwhile, Canadians clamour for stricter immigration policies, and demand an end to state welfare programs that allow many immigrants to live on the public dole.  As we in Canada look at the enclaves of Muslims amongst us, and see those who enter our shores too easily, dare live on our taxes, yet refuse to embrace our culture, respect our traditions, participate in our legal system, obey our laws, speak our language, appreciate our history.  We would do well to look to Denmark, and say a prayer for her future and for our own.

Terrorists are not following Islam.  Killing people and blowing up people and dropping bombs in places and all this is not the way to spread the word of Islam.  So people realize now that all Muslims are not terrorists.

Muhammad Ali


The video clip is about some wedding pictures being taken, very funny. Take a look: Wedding pictures


As we progress into 2015, I want to thank you for your educational e-mails over the past year.  I am totally screwed up now and have little chance of recovery.

I can no longer open a bathroom door without using a paper towel, nor let the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying about the bacteria on the lemon peel.

I can’t sit down on a hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.

I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pastime while driving alone is picking one’s nose.

Eating a little snack sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years.

I can’t touch any woman’s handbag for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public toilet.

I must send my special thanks for the email about rat poo in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing.

ALSO, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.

I can’t have a drink in a bar because I fear I’ll wake up in a bathtub full of ice with my kidneys gone.

I can’t eat at KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes, feet or feathers.

I can’t use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of your concern, I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer buy fuel without taking someone along to watch the car, so a serial killer doesn’t crawl in my back seat when I’m filling up.

I no longer use Cling Wrap in the microwave because it causes seven different types of cancer.

And thanks for letting me know I can’t boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face, disfiguring me for life.

I no longer go to the cinema because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS when I sit down.

I no longer go to shopping centres because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a huge phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore and Uzbekistan. 

Thanks to you, I can’t use anyone’s toilet but mine because a big black snake could be lurking under the seat and cause me instant death when it bites my butt.

In addition, thanks to your great advice I can’t ever pick up a dime dropped in the car parking lot because it was probably placed there by a sex molester waiting to grab me as I bend over.

I can’t do any gardening because I’m afraid I’ll get bitten by the white tail spider and my hand will fall off.

P.  S.  I now keep my toothbrush in the living room, because I was told by e-mail that water droplets splash over 6 ft.  out of the toilet with each flush..

Have a Great Day, and be nice to one another.

Ross Smile

I have attached the web page from the Calgary Herald for today. It concerns a woman from Pakistan, who immigrated to Canada, and who now wants to be sworn in as a Canadian citizen. Fair enough I suppose, when one considers that often women in these countries where being a Muslim is the name of the game, live under oppression.

This woman wants to live under Canadian rules and law, not Pakistani. BUT, she thinks we should CHANGE our laws regarding your face being uncovered for he swearing in.

I almost puked at that one. And it seems that one of the Canadian courts has AGREED with her!

If we cave in on this itsy bitsy item, I suspect that next week she will want to learn to drive, wearing the same facial covering.

We did not invite her here, she wanted to come. She knew what our laws were, but I’m confident in my mind that she thought she could get those laws changed. I suggest to her that should she like that so much, she may consider going back there where she can then enjoy all the other repressive laws they have for women. I have no patience with this issue, and wonder if the judge in the court case has looked at a newspaper and has seen what is going on in Europe. If so I really have to wonder what this judge was thinking.

A month from now it will be we want Sharia Law, something, I do not want nor does any other thinking person on the planet.

Europe is overrun with Muslims that wish to bring their brand of living, which was why they left it behind, to the European countries. Sadly they have been successful.

Check the article: Muslim head covering


To Vaccinate or Not To Vaccinate.

If you are of an age like I am, you will certainly recall the annual scourge of polio. You will also remember TB, Diphtheria, Measles, Chicken Pox, Small Pox, and it escapes me as to what some other were. These were all killing, disabling diseases that were spread every year. And then somebody create an immunity vaccine. These diseases were literally stopped in their tracks.

These diseases have all been pretty much obliterated and those people coming along now have no idea as to what it was like and how much heartache the diseases caused to say nothing of the deaths

One of the downsides of the Internet is the proliferation of falsehoods, lies, nonsense, and a place for deniers of all stripes to fertilize their acceptance and belief in myths, hoaxes, and conspiracy theories. When they embrace this stuff they often deny access to their children of scientifically demonstrated protection. Should be a crime to do that, but it would likely fall under the politically correct umbrella.

I offer yet another column from the Herald on this issue. Vaccination




I worked in the Auto Industry at mostly the wholesale level, and early on at the retail level. This video is on the actual manufacturing of some GM engines at the GM engine plant in Tonawanda NY. I have seen a similar operation at the Engine plant in St. Catherine’s Ontario, but that was a very long time ago. Note if you will how clean the plant is, and note too that it has been building engines since 1938!


Some of you anyway will remember a guy, a comedian, who went by the name of George Carlin. He has been dead now for a number of years, but his comedy lives on via the Internet. He can have quite a potty mouth, but this effort is fairly clean. Carlin


Truly Blond…

A blond has become dreadfully overweight.  She goes to the doctor and he decides to put her on a diet.

"I want you to eat normally for two days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for 2 weeks.  Next time I see you, you’ll probably be 5 pounds lighter."

The blonde returns after 2 weeks, but upon weighing her it turns out she lost 20 pounds.

"That’s amazing!" Said the doctor, "and you followed my instructions?"

The blond nods, tiredly.  "I’ll tell you, I thought I was going to drop dead that third day."

"From hunger, you mean?" Asked her doctor.

"No, silly, from the skipping!"


A new blonde stewardess began her first day.  The route they were flying required that they make a stop in another city for the night.  Soon after their arrival the captain showed all the flight attendants to their rooms.

The next morning the pilot was preparing everyone to leave, and he noticed his new flight attendant was missing.

He knew which room she was in at the hotel and called her up, as he was wondering what happened to her.  She answered the phone, sobbing.  "I can’t get out of my room!"

“You can’t get out of your room?” the captain asked, “Why not?” The stewardess replied, “There are only three doors in here,” she cried, “one is the bathroom, one is the closet, and one has a sign on it that says, ‘Do Not Disturb’!”


A manager walks by his blonde secretary’s desk when he notices she is crying her eyes out.  Concerned for her well being, he asked her gently: "What’s the matter?"

To which the blonde replies, “Early this morning I got a phone call saying that my aunt had passed away.” The boss, feeling very sorry for her, suggests to the young girl.  “Why don’t you take a day, go home and rest.  We’re not very busy, so just take this time for yourself.

The blonde very calmly replies “No, I’d be better off here.  It’s good to keep my mind off it and I have the best chance of doing that here.” The boss agrees and allows the blonde to work as usual.  “If you need anything just let me know.” Well, a few hours pass and the boss decides to check on the blonde.  He looks out over his office and sees the blonde crying hysterically.  He rushes out to her asking, “What’s so bad now?  Are you gonna be okay?” “No”, exclaims the blonde, “I just received a horrible call from my sister and she said that HER aunt died too!”

Have a Great Day, and be nice to one another.

Ross Smile

I was born in Bermuda, and lived there for the first 12 years of my life. There is an old expression that “You can take the boy away from the farm, but you cannot take the farm away from the boy”. The same adage applies to people born and who have lived around the ocean. The draw to be near the ocean is strong.

A sea port is a very lively place to be. There are boats coming and going at all times. Fishing, work, and sail boats are constantly on the move. Ocean liners come to call. It is a very live environment, and i love it. The sea is not like a lake. The sea has tides, ocean swells all of which are missing on a lake.

Incidentally, the ocean smell that so many people admire owes its existence more to the decaying sea vegetation than to the sea, but I love that too.


“Far away places with strange sounding names……. “ These are the words of the start of a song that goes a long way back. The words were sung by the likes of Bing Crosby, and Dean Martin. Aruba, Antigua, St. Martin, and so on, were all stops on our cruise. I thought that you might like to take a look at some of the web pages they offer, click on the links to go to  the sites.

ARUBA: Aruba

CURACAO: Curacao

BONAIRE: Bonaire

ST. LUCIA: St. Lucia


ANTIGUA: Antigua

ST, KITTS: St. Kitts

ST. MARTIN: St. Martin

All these links are informative, and make for fun reading, and might just get you onto a cruise ship for a great vacation. I hope you have enjoyed this series of blogs. I have enjoyed putting them together. Happy sailing!

Ross Smile


OK, so what does one do when they cruise besides, sunbathe, gamble in the casino, get fat from eating all the wonderful food, take in the evening entertainment, and shop at the on board stores? Well, a lot of people get off the ship and visit the islands using tours provided and recommended by the cruise line, called shore excursions, or Shorex for short.

There are several options available to you, for instance if snorkelling or diving were on your list. The ship will often have several tours that will fill the bill, or if off road or zip lining is your thing, again the cruise line will likely have something for you. Or maybe you just wish to be bussed around and take some pictures, or sample the local food. They will have them too.

You do not have to rely on the cruise company shorex either, there are just tons of local cabs, and vans on the pier ready to offer you a custom experience of road tour, swimming, or diving trip. It’s often OK, and the price is very competitive. There is one thing you may consider that is important. The ship will sail at say 4:00 pm. If you are not back on board, by the time the ship sails, you may very well watch it sail into the sunset, and you are now on the shore. You will then have to find your own way back to the ship in the next port. This may prove difficult to do when your passport is taken from you as you arrive on board the ship when you board for the first time. While we have taken private trips on occasion, we prefer the Cruise line shorex. If they are late returning, the ship will wait for your return. You will never be stranded. On a few cruises  we have been late and the ship was held for our bus to board.

Some people just stay on the ship, enjoy the peace and quiet of the lack of guests around. Some get off the ship to walk, some for the walk, some just to check out the kiosks and shops on shore. Some even go for drinks and the local food. Or go swimming at a local beach.

As far as the islands go, many islands in the Caribbean are very similar. They started live as volcanic islands, and some still have volcanic activity today. Our past cruise had 2 islands where it was still active volcanically.

Many island have there own currency, or use the currency of the country they are associated with, like the Dutch Guilder in the Antilles or Saint Marten. They all accept, your plastic, and the good old American Green Back. Canadian currency is pretty much unknown to them, even though you will see Canadian banks on most of the islands.

They all have great beaches, great diving experiences, they are pleased to show you. They all have good education systems in place, and you can nearly always communicate in English.

Rain or showers are always a consideration in the islands. December through February is the rainy season. That does not always mean constant rain, quite the contrary, but it is often showery, and an umbrella, often provided by the cruise is a useful thing to bring with you. A rain jacket or a poncho is also good.

Be careful what you eat on shore, you can get sick, and while there is an infirmary on board, who wants to spend their cruise on a bed in the lowest part of the ship, at great cost to you! It is also a long way home to get to see your own doc who you know.

For a very brief description of shorex tours offered by Celebrity in Aruba for example, the following list is incomplete, but covers most of the tours in general terms. Bus tours, walking tours, and even bus and sea tours for those who are for sightseeing. For those who need to, there are snorkelling, reef excursions, and catamaran trips. For those who need a bit more excitement in their life, jeep excursions, and horseback riding, and land rover trips. Once a cruise is booked, one can go to the shorex page of the cruise web page, and read about all the product available, how much it costs, where it goes, when it starts and finishes ,and even as to how much effort will be involved, important surely to those with mobility problems.

Like many places today, some islands either are world heritage sites or have world heritage areas to go to. On St. Kitts for example there is the remains of an old fort built by the British with the slave labour of the time. It is huge, and is being rebuilt slowly. Very interesting, and is beside one of the volcanic areas on the island. The fort is called Brimstone Hill Fortress, took over a hundred years to build, and was occupied by the British. Like all the island in the Caribbean, they were fought over by the British, French, Spanish, Dutch, and the Portuguese on a regular basis.

So, people, you know my wife and I love to cruise, for the cruise, food and ports, and a whole lot more. If you get the chance, you owe it to yourself to give it a whirl if you have never sailed. If you live in Canada or the USA, I offer the idea that you have available 2 of the most desirable cruises in the world, Alaska, either as a 7 day inside passage, or there is the Denali one which adds a land portion to the sea trip. The other one is the Panama Canal cruise. It is a world site for it’s engineering. They are easy to get to without long and costly air trips, another advantage.

Happy Cruising


I am not a great fan of jugglers, but this is a very good comedy act, and if you are of an age, check out the audience. Juggling


There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.

Albert Einstein


Bob, a handsome dude, walked into a sports bar around 9:58 PM.  He sat down next to a blonde at the bar and stared up at the TV.

The 10 PM news was coming on.  The news crew was covering the story of a man on the ledge of a large building preparing to jump.
The blonde looked at Bob and said, "Do you think he’ll jump?"

Bob said, "You know, I bet he’ll jump."

The blonde replied, "Well, I bet he won’t."

Bob placed a $20 bill on the bar and said, "You’re on!"

Just as the blonde placed her money on the bar, the guy on the ledge did a swan dive off the building, falling to his death.

The blonde was very upset, but willingly handed her $20 to Bob, saying, "Fair’s fair.  Here’s your money."

Bob replied, "I can’t take your money.  I saw this earlier on the 5 PM news, and so I knew he would jump."

The blonde replied, "I did too, but didn’t think he’d do it again."

Bob took the money…

Have a Great Day, and be nice to one another

Ross Smile

No cruise discussion would be complete without some attention paid to the bar scene and to the restaurants and of course the food!

First of all I would like to look at what the bar situation is like. Remember it is a very large ship, and carries over 2800 passengers/guests. That number of people will require a number of watering holes and the Eclipse has them on various decks.

There are fourteen bars where you can wet your whistle, ranging from inside to outside, with hours ranging from a 6:30 am start, on deck 5 at the Cafe al Bacio, and the same thin at the Destination bar on deck 14. Closing hours are 1:00 am at the Bacio to midnight at the Destination Bar. These are all a bit early for me, but what do I know?

Dining is another story with some 6 different places to enjoy some great food. In addition there are the specialty restaurants that for a cover charge will deliver a specialty type of dinner. The specialty places are all on deck 5, where the Murano offers contemporary French cuisine, or there is the Tuscan House that has Italian and Steak House. Lastly there is the Qsine which has what they call “Uniquely Unordinary”.

With all the choices there is obviously something for everybody, but for me, the meals in the main dining room that are part of your cruise fare, and have no extra cost other than for alcohol, are outstanding meals to savour on their own.

Additionally there are places where ice cream is available, coffee, tea, health food breakfasts, and more. If you prefer to have a dining experience other than in the main dining room, the Ocean view Cafe offers evening dining where it is less formal.

As you can see there is something for everybody on the food and the bar scene.


In case your taste runs to sunning and swimming, there are several choices here as well. There is the main swimming pool on Deck 12, plus some spa pools, nearby there is another poll for adults only, plus having its own spa pool. There is a beauty parlour, fitness center, Art Gallery, the Casino,

There is more than I have written here, but to include it all, the blog would get out of hand. The truth is in my mind is that it is a big floating resort that can cater to your every need. It is not cheap, but it is good value in that you get to see a lot of different places all for one price. You can even stay in an inside stateroom and enjoy all the rest of the amenities, the same as everyone else. You can have the same cruise, and avoid the shore excursions, and wander through the places the ship visits, or take a cab to tour with friends, often for less than ship tours. Alcohol is also a big budget item on a cruise with drinks all running $7.00 and up. plus an 18% gratuity added on.

One final thought on cruising, find a reliable cruise company to work with to get the cabin you want at the best price. Let them work out all the details like transfer, air tickets, and hotel you may need prior to the cruise, or for any land tours after it is over. These people do this all the time, are good at what they do, and can often get you a belter deal or special discounts. Rental Car? They can arrange that too. They do all the work for you and it will not cost you a penny more.


There is a group of people called Cruise Critic, and they offer some very good information on a cruise you may be interested in. Take a look: cruise critic


Any youngsters reading this will have never heard of Bob Hope or James Cagney, who were popular entertainers in the 40’s, and 50’s, maybe even before. Here is a dance routine they do together, and us oldies will reminisce! Check it out: Hope Cagney





DEAR DIARY-DAY1 All packed for the cruise ship – my nicest dresses, swim suits,shorts sets.  Really,really exciting.  Our local group – the Late Bloomers decided on this ‘all girls’ trip.  It will be my first one – and I can’t wait.!

DEAR DIARY – DAY2.  Entire day at sea, beautiful.  Saw whales and dolphins.  Met the Captain today – seems like a very nice man.

DEAR DIARY – DAY3 At the pool today did some shuffleboard, hit golf balls off the deck.  Captain invited me to join at his table for dinner.  Felt honoured and had a wonderful time.  He is very attractive and attentive.

DEAR DIARY – DAY4 Won £800.00 in the ship’s casino Captain asked me to have dinner with him in his own cabin!  Had a scrumptious meal with caviar and champagne.  He asked me to stay the night, but I declined.  Told him I could not be unfaithful to my husband.

DEAR DIARY – DAY5 Pool again today.  Got sunburned and I went inside to drink at piano-bar – stayed there for rest of the day.  Captain saw me bought me several large drinks.  He is really quite charming.  Again asked me to visit his cabin for the night.  Again I declined.  He told me if I did not let him have his way with me, he would sink the ship ….  I was horrified.

DEAR DIARY – DAY 6 Today I saved 2,600 lives.  Twice.

Have a great day and be nice to one another.

Ross Smile

I am going to skip the blog on our cruise, for a day of so. Instead I want to speak to an issue or two about oil, and milk.

I read the other day that there is a group of people who think that drinking milk is not good for you when you are weaned and an adult. From personal experience and what I have read on the milk carton and from diet studies, milk is actually good for you! In fact for most of my 81 years, I have been consuming milk at the rate of a glass or two a day for as long as I can remember. Other than some eye problems related to aging, and an arthritic knee, I have no medical problems!

The argument proposed by these naysayers, it was PETA, I think, is that as we get weaned from milk as a child, we do not need it, and in most places in the world we simply cannot digest it. I agree that in some places in our world, like Africa, the adult people cannot digest milk, and they get internal complications due to that factor. North Americans on the other hand have grown accustomed to milk in their diet, and it seldom gives anybody a problem. 

The second thing mentioned by this group is that as well as adult consumption of milk, we are the only mammal that drinks the milk of other mammals. They might be right about that, but what pray tell has that got to do with anything.

I read the side of my cereal box the other day, and if one ate it without milk, the value would drop by at least half. Might as well just eat the box! So, having given this some considerable thought, I am going to continue to drink milk, and to use it on my cereal. So there.

My second piece today deals with a guy who goes by the name of David Suzuki. For years he had a TV show, “The Nature of Things” on the peoples broadcasting company, the CBC, a very liberal corporation to be sure. Now David is a geneticist by profession, but now he claims to be a climate expert.

I think that only a fool would deny that the world is warming. But then again it has been doing that for hundreds of years. What has changed with respect to climate change is that there are some who would like to see the end of oil as an energy source. These people think we are the cause of this warming. They would also like to see the extraction, transportation, refining and the use of petroleum stopped. In fact they blame the oil industry for much of the world warming problem, and a problem it is. I do not subscribe to the theory that the generation and use of energy by oil is what is going on here. The world would just stop in a matter of hours if all oil and gas production were just, stopped.

I also do not subscribe to the idea that we must have a so called carbon tax that would restrict the use of oil in our daily lives. Look around you. What you will see is all the products in your home, that were likely made from petrochemicals, and were definitely delivered to you at some stage in the process, by a plane, a ship, a train, or by a truck. Guess what, those transportation methods were all built using petrochemical energy, and are lubricated and fuelled by oil.

Sure we can harvest solar energy, but it has to be stored for use at night. Sure we can use wind energy, surely a delightful thing to look at, but it does run at night when the wind blows, and in the process, is killing millions of birds and bats. I don’t think that was well thought out, and the birds are definitely against it. Tidal power? Maybe, but it is still infant science, and it is a long way from the truck on the highway, that is delivering the cereal to your local supermarket.

Atomic Energy is a clean source of energy that could be used to heat your home, generate electricity, that could power your battery driven car. Maybe someday, even though some places in the world are in fact using atomic reactors to produce power, right now. Like France and Japan.

Oil spills and the reaction of some of the do gooders annoy me somewhat. I recall that during WW2, dozens if not hundred of ships, oil tankers in particular were torpedoed, bombed and shelled and were sunk. Some of these ships are leaking oil into the oceans as I write this piece. Like the Battleship Arizona in Hawaii. I also remember where I grew up during the war on an island called Bermuda that we often had oil collect on our beaches, and on our piers. Within 18 months of the end of the war, I doubt that any oil was evident on the docks, beaches, or the shoreline rocks.

Hawaii, and the Philippines, are volcanic, and when they erupt, huge amounts of gasses and ash are produced, and often travel around the earth blotting out sunlight, with the ash and the gases blocking the heat from escaping from earth. 

I suppose that the whole thing seems a silly overdone thing that some people were  likely paid a lot of money, like Al Gore, and David Suzuki, who by using there celebrity are going to try to convince the world they are right, and we are wrong to consume petro products.

A while ago, the Ottawa Sun, a newspaper wrote an article on our good Mr. Suzuki on his homes, that’s right, homes plural. They are worth a considerable sum of money, and I suspect would use a lot of petro energy to heat. And to light them. And to travel between them. Check out the web page here on the Suzuki homes. Suzuki homes

I cannot believe that Mr. Suzuki travels to his well paid speaking engagements by walking, his sneakers are after all made from oil, he must drive, fly, or otherwise be conveyed in a conveyance driven by oil. Such hypocrisy.


Education has failed in a very serious way to convey the most important lesson science can teach: scepticism.

David Suzuki


This is pretty disgusting.  Why don’t they show this stuff on the newscasts alongside the ones where Muslims are complaining? This isn’t pleasant but it needs to be seen.

If this video doesn’t get everybody ready to fight, we’re all in big trouble. The Western World is just sitting still, making speeches, going ho hum and letting these bastards run all over the free world. It’s time to quit talking and start shooting. 

Every time a joke and or cartoon is made about the Koran, the whole world turns upside down…!! and we are all called racists!!!!!!!!
However they appear to do whatever they like and no one says anything…and the majority of people remain silent  see this video whilst it’s available and before it is removed. TOMBSTONES


On a much lighter note, take a peek at this video of a young boy golfer. It is not his age so much, as it is of what he can do. Even if you hate golf, this is interesting : Young golfer


This funny has been around for a while, and I got it again recently, and it brought a smile.

Death in Wisconsin

The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday in Minneapolis of a yeast infection and traumatic complications from repeated pokes in the belly.  He was 71.  Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin.
Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs.  Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch.  The gravesite was piled high with flours.
Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded.

Born and bread in Minnesota, Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers.  He was not regarded as a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes.

Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and served as a positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven.  He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.  The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 min.

I went into the confessional box after years of being away from the Church.

Inside I found a fully equipped bar with Guinness on tap.

On one wall, there’s a row of decanters with fine Irish whiskey and Waterford crystal glasses.

On the other wall is a dazzling array of the finest cigars and chocolates.

Then the priest comes in.

I say to him, "Father, forgive me, for it’s been a very long time since I’ve been to confession, but I must first admit that the confessional box is much more inviting than it used to be."

He replies: “Get out, you moron, you’re on my side."

Have a Great Day, and be nice to one another.

Ross Smile



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