Things look to be taking a turn for the worse in Iraq.
Fallujah, a city the size of Victoria or Halifax, is in the beginning days and nights of feeling the wrath of 10,000 U.S. marines just looking for a good ass whooping.
As usual, a fiercesome name has been given for the operation: Phantom Fury. Hmmm, isn't that the name of a vacuum cleaner?
The U.S. military is getting ready to clean house in Iraq. Never mind the civilians that will inevitably get sucked up the hose in the process. Iraqis are used to getting hosed. First they were hosed by the British. Then they were hosed by Saddam Hussein. More recently the hosing is a joint venture between the Americans and, once again, the British.
Events in the Middle East, Sudan and the Ivory Coast seem to be spiralling out of control. Here at home, it seems that the minority government of Paul Martin is incapable of uniting in voice and action to address any of these issues. I spend a fair amount of time wrestling with these issues in my head and little time putting my thoughts to light.
This needs to change.
At the very least I need to express my feelings about what is happening in the world and more importantly, to put forward what I think are approaches that can be taken by my government as well as by the people I share my community with.
I have made announcements in the past about plans for future writings without actually following through on those stated plans. This time will be different. There is too much that is wrong in the world. Too much violence and too much killing, too many words followed by too few actions. There has to be a dialog and I intend, in this little bit of the blogosphere, to begin that dialog.
all the time
mind travels far
conversations
with my same self
tumbling the world
all that I perceive
into smooth
manageable pieces
press them on to paper
and sell em in a book
little bits of me
Quinquagesima, n. the Sunday before the beginning of Lent. more