Saturday, October 20, 2007

Quote & Foto of the Month


Two huge and tragic stories dominated the local news today - the multiple homicide in a Surrey high rise and the small aircraft crashing into a Richmond high rise.


From the first comes the quote of the month. Corporal Dale Carr of the RCMP said, "Generally, Surrey is a safe community, but at this time it is difficult for us to say who's safe and not safe."


From the second, comes the foto of the month. (Not this foto. Go to Page A5) Look, right there in the crowd gawking at the hole in the apartment building where the plane plowed into it is a man clutching his Starbucks coffee. God forbid, he should stare pointlessly at loss of human life without also eating or drinking. The Me Generation comes to the funeral.

We are the World - NOT!


Bob Rennie sells another dream in False Creek and, of course, has to call it "a world address."


Then, Peter Birnie, the Sun theatre critic, talking about a play in town says it is "worthy of any world stage."


Would this little fishing village grow up and stop crowing this nonsense, please.

Doesn't The Premier Know the Rules?


If various policing agencies are investigating the role of former deputy minister, Ken Dobell, as a lobbyist and the stink continues about Graham Bruce not declaring that he is a lobbyist...why has none of the mess clung to the common party in these two stories?


That would be your Premier Gordon Campbell.

Talking Back to Ben


There have been many responses to Ben Stein's editorial posted here yesterday.


Here is one that is equally worth the read.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Ben Stein Sounds Off


I am not in total agreement with what this editorial says, but it does have merit and is well worth the read.


AMEN AND AMEN!!!!


The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.

My confession:

I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees.

It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, "Merry Christmas" to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a crche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.

I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.

Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to.

In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.

Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?" (regarding Katrina) Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response.
She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?"

In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK.
Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.

Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK.

Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.

Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."

Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.

Are you laughing?

Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it.

Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.

Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in. My Best Regards.




Honestly and respectfully,

Ben Stein






SPEED KILLS


The Vancouver Sun is quite right to highlight the curse of speeding drivers in our communities.


Unfortunately these two simple facts remain after all the hand-wringing is done.


ONE: Every single day, I experience - and I'm sure you do too - lunatics passing me -often on the right side, illegally and dangerously - at top speeds in school zones.


Every day.


Several times a day.


We live in the ME era. If you're not in my SUV or talking to ME on MY cell, then you are not a real person, you don't exist and I needn't think about little you. The ME era is not only obsessed with SUV's and Cells, it is created and defined by SUVs and Cells. What, after all, is an SUV but a high-speed Family Room complete with electronic gadgets.


TWO: As reported on this blog about 2 weeks ago, the province of Ontario has changed its laws. If you are caught speeding, your car is impounded for a week, you are grounded from driving for a week and it costs you about $2,000 to get back on the road. What's wrong with that? I think it is first-rate.


But can you see the laid back, wet coast anything goes province of BC doing anything that reasonable or effective?


Every civil rights lawyer in the province would be in court with a writ and a suit and their hemp socks.

Teresa Brewer Dead


Here is the story from the Washington Post.

Joey Bishop Dead


The following comes from friend Dan Russell. I had Joey Bishop on my radio show at CJOR in 1983, which is the same year I met Dan, who was a young sport reporter.


Comedian Joey Bishop dies
Story Highlights
Comedian Joey Bishop dies at home in Los Angeles
With Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr., Bishop was in Rat Pack
Bishop had late-'60s talk show; sidekick was Regis Philbin


LOS ANGELES, California (AP) -- Joey Bishop, the stone-faced comedian who found success in nightclubs, television and movies but became most famous as a member of Frank Sinatra's Rat Pack, has died at 89.


He was the group's last surviving member. Peter Lawford died in 1984, Sammy Davis Jr. in 1990, Dean Martin in 1995, and Sinatra in 1998.


Bishop died Wednesday night of multiple causes at his home in Newport Beach, publicist and longtime friend Warren Cowan said Thursday.


The Rat Pack -- originally a social group surrounding Humphrey Bogart -- became a show business sensation in the early 1960s, appearing at the Sands Hotel in Las Vegas in shows that combined music and comedy in a seemingly chaotic manner.


Reviewers often claimed that Bishop played a minor role, but Sinatra knew otherwise. He termed the comedian "the Hub of the Big Wheel," with Bishop coming up with some of the best one-liners and beginning many jokes with his favorite phrase, "Son of a gun!"


The quintet lived it up whenever members were free of their own commitments. They appeared together in such films as "Ocean's Eleven" and "Sergeants 3" and proudly gave honorary membership to a certain fun-loving politician from Massachusetts, John F. Kennedy, at whose inauguration gala Bishop served as master of ceremonies.


The Rat Pack faded after Kennedy's assassination, but the late 1990s brought a renaissance, with the group depicted in an HBO movie and portrayed by imitators in Las Vegas and elsewhere. The movie "Ocean's Eleven" was even remade in 2003 with George Clooney and Brad Pitt in the lead roles.


Bishop defended his fellow performers' rowdy reputations in a 1998 interview.


"Are we remembered as being drunk and chasing broads?" he asked. "I never saw Frank, Dean, Sammy or Peter drunk during performances. That was only a gag. And do you believe these guys had to chase broads? They had to chase 'em away."


Away from the Rat Pack, Bishop starred in two TV series, both called "The Joey Bishop Show."


The first, an NBC sitcom, got off to a rocky start in 1961. Critical and audience response was generally negative, and the second season brought a change in format. The third season brought a change in network, with the show moving to ABC, but nothing seemed to help and it was canceled in 1965.


In the first series, Bishop played a TV talk show host.


Then, he really became a TV talk show host. His program was started by ABC in 1967 as a challenge to Johnny Carson's immensely popular "The Tonight Show."


Like Carson, Bishop sat behind a desk and bantered with a sidekick, TV newcomer Regis Philbin. But despite an impressive guest list and outrageous stunts, Bishop couldn't dent Carson's ratings, and "The Joey Bishop Show" was canceled after two seasons.


Bishop then became a familiar guest figure in TV variety shows and as sub for vacationing talk show hosts, filling in for Carson 205 times.


He also played character roles in such movies as "The Naked and the Dead" ("I played both roles"), "Onion-head," "Johnny Cool," "Texas Across the River," "Who's Minding the Mint?" "Valley of the Dolls" and "The Delta Force."


His comedic schooling came from vaudeville, burlesque and nightclubs.


Skipping his last high school semester in Philadelphia, he formed a music and comedy act with two other boys, and they played clubs in Pennsylvania and New Jersey. They called themselves the Bishop Brothers, borrowing the name from their driver, Glenn Bishop.


Joseph Abraham Gottlieb would eventually adopt Joey Bishop as his stage name.


When his partners got drafted, Bishop went to work as a single, playing his first solo date in Cleveland at the well-named El Dumpo.


During these early years he developed his style: laid-back drollery, with surprise throwaway lines.


After 3 1/2 years in the Army, Bishop resumed his career in 1945. Within five years he was earning $1,000 a week at New York's Latin Quarter. Sinatra saw him there one night and hired him as opening act.


While most members of the Sinatra entourage treated the great man gingerly, Bishop had no inhibitions. He would tell audiences that the group's leader hadn't ignored him: "He spoke to me backstage; he told me, 'Get out of the way.' "


When Sinatra almost drowned filming a movie scene in Hawaii, Bishop wired him: "I thought you could walk on water."


Born in New York's borough of the Bronx, Bishop was the youngest of five children of two immigrants from Eastern Europe.


When he was 3 months old the family moved to South Philadelphia, where he attended public schools. He recalled being an indifferent student, once remarking, "In kindergarten, I flunked sand pile."


In 1941 Bishop married Sylvia Ruzga and, despite the rigors of a show business career, the marriage survived until her death in 1999.


Bishop, who spent his retirement years on the upscale Lido Isle in Southern California's Newport Bay, is survived by son Larry Bishop; grandchildren Scott and Kirk Bishop; and longtime companion Nora Garabotti.

Shall We Dance

Thursday, October 18, 2007

The Nugget from Judge Craig

Citizenship does not include a so-called God-given right to knowingly become addicted to a poison and then claim victimization.

Judge Wallace Craig Shares His Editorial With Us

I FEAR FOR B.C.’s FUTURE

Society’s Aims Do Not Include Drug Trafficking

October 17, 2007

LAST night I had a nightmare about British Columbia in 2020.

A demented British Columbia was fast becoming Canada’s land of the behaviourally disordered; a promised land of 24-hour Insites and surreal achievements viewed through the looking glass of never-ending ‘recreational’ drug use; a land bereft of insight, common sense and ethics.

I am jolted awake and it dawns on me that British Columbia already is the de facto drug capital of Canada, with pre-eminence over all other provinces in a madcap move to drug legalization.

What drug legalizers don’t even dare think about, and what we surely will have to endure, is the inevitability of Orwellian bureaucrats, and their medicine men, pitted against international traffickers and their contrivances and deceit. Our young people will be trapped between them.

In 2000, then-mayor Phillip Owen sold Vancouverites a bill of goods that would make a Howe Street promoter blush.

Like a biblical prophet he gave us the word. Our western land was to rise up on the certainty of the ‘four pillars.’ We were told that it was to be a transformational miracle; from a land beset by criminals to a land of the benign. The word alone, ‘four pillars,’ would make junkies, crackheads, methheads and potheads into quiet, self-indulgent, ‘recreational’ substance users.

On November 21, 2000, the Vancouver Sun made it a front page story headlined: “This is an international crisis.”

Wrong. Vancouver was already an international disgrace. During Owen’s watch, sixty-five women disappeared from the streets of Skid Road.

The Sun story, by reporter Frances Bula, said that “Mayor Philip Owen unveils today his sweeping plan for city’s drug crisis.”

“Safe-injection sites for drug users and providing free heroin for hard-core addicts on a trial basis are among the strategies the City of Vancouver is recommending in a new drug policy that is the first of its kind in North America.

“The plan, to be made public today, also includes drug courts that would put users into treatment instead of jail, special treatment beds for young people, day centres for drug users outside the Downtown Eastside, testing of street drugs to help prevent overdoses, and more police to target upper-level drug dealers. …

“The new plan, a copy of which was obtained by the Vancouver Sun, contains 24 recommendations … intended to emphasize the … strategy used in some European cities that is known as the four-pillar approach.

“Like European cities that pioneered it, Vancouver is also taking the position that it has to act even if others are not willing to yet. And, like them, it is also clearly shifting to a position that says drug addiction is a health issue, not a criminal issue.

“The plan does not commit the city to spending any money or to undertaking any immediate, controversial action. …All but two of the recommendations are labelled as the responsibility of …the federal and provincial governments, the Vancouver health board and the Vancouver Police Department. …

“Owen says that, while public reaction is important, the city will not agree to a final strategy that doesn’t have all four pillars in place.”

On November 16, 2002, Larry Campbell succeeded Owen in office and got there by being a loud voice in a campaign for so-called safe-injection sites.

Owen, Campbell and incumbent mayor Sam Sullivan are still campaigning for this cosmetic solution to Vancouver’s festering sore of Skid Road.

Seven years have come and gone and all we have is rhetoric and one legal shooting gallery.

In the meantime we have lowered ourselves even deeper into the quagmire with a cheaper and more fashionable poison, excuse me, er drug, made locally: crystal methamphetamine.

On September 18, Owen popped up again on the op-ed page of the Sun under the banner of Continuing the ‘war on drugs’ is not helping the addicted.

Of all people, Owen should know by now that Canada has never had a war on drugs; the only war is that of the international traffickers in opiates who target the United States of America and local marijuana grow operators who, unidentifiable, slither unseen among us.

Similarly loose with facts, Owen fantasized that “Those who are addicted … did not choose a life of addiction, illness, crime and eventual early death. They are the victims and they require medical assistance.”

“In 2001, Vancouver …adopted a four pillars approach (and) has five years of experience in implementing it. …we opened a supervised injection site in downtown Vancouver in 2003. The most recent study of the effects of this site shows that it reduces public disorder, refers users to addiction counselling, saves lives and improves health because it significantly reduces needle sharing.”

Owen is in reverie and divorced from reality.

The hard truth is that Vancouver has opened one unsafe injection site and the other pillars are imaginary; and that includes enforcement of the existing federal criminal law.

Only a massive involvement by the federal government will rid Vancouver of the pestilence of illicit drug abuse.

When one becomes addicted, and a criminal, he no longer satisfies the criteria for citizenship: “a member of society especially as regards one’s contribution to it.”

Citizenship does not include a so-called God-given right to knowingly become addicted to a poison and then claim victimization.

Society is an association of persons united in a common moral and ethical aim, supported by firm laws. That aim does not include druggies and traffickers.

Our once proud Canadian society is constantly being brainwashed to accept never-ending addiction as a normal common feature.

We are being deluded into living according to a lowest common denominator.

It’s time to be as tough as nails and stand together against these misfits.

Wallace Craig - wallace-gilby-craig@shaw.ca – NSNews - Oct 17, 2007

Deborah Kerr is Dead at 86


The headline says it all.

Please read the NY Times story here.

She was a wonderful, luminous performer.

MILDEW...

And for the guest who asked...

Mildew is the name I have given to a given to a certain Sun columnist who writes about criminal court matters.

Diasable the Enablers on the Queen of What?




Meet Murray, the Pilot.




Murray was my next-door neighbour. Murray was a drunk.




With Captains like Murray at the helm, it's no wonder Canadian Pacific Airlines went tits up.




One day I came home and my son, Sean, then age about 3, told me that Murray, the drunk pilot, had been driving his motorcycle across all the lawns, including ours and that he had almost hit Sean.




When I found Murray a few minutes later, he was enjoying another drink with his buddies in a back yard not too distant.




I had a hockey stick in my hand.




This is what I said,




"Hey, Murray, come by our place again on your motorcycle drunk and I'm going to fucking decapitate you. Please do this cause I really want to hurt you."




That was the last we heard of Murray, the drunk pilot.




Now here's my thinking about this sooooo Coastal funny story about how everybody on BC Ferries is smoking pot.




Shoot the fucker at high noon in the town square.




Drug and alcohol testing are both mandatory and random in the transportation business in America. I'm up for that. What's the problem, Bunkie?




Oh, according to the wisdom of the Canadian Human Rights Commission, you cannot discriminate on the basis of disability, and ....wait for it...drug & alcohol addictions are classified as disabilities.




Of course, this fits the logic that likes to claim that just because I call something blue, it is therefore blue.




If you believe that drug & alcohol addictions are disabilities, you need a thorough head cleaning, and if you think that some dorkhead deckhand on the Queen of IforgethwereIam is disabled because he smokes a joint twice a wek, then we're in really, really big trouble.

THE BUYING OF THE VOTE


The other day, Guest Blogger Victor wrote about the favorite Canadian political pastime - The Buying of the Ethnic Vote.


Today, we get the ultimate story illustrating Victor's point.


The Liberals, urgent for the Indo-Canadian vote, spent $25 Million of your tax dollars on an immigration office in India, that has resulted in hundreds o clearly bogus applications. Citizenship and Immigration Canada officials begged the government NOT to open this office as they were well aware of the corruption that was the norm in the Punjabi city of Chandigrah.


Of course, the government did not listen. They wanted those Punjabi-Canadian votes.

Smile Though YOur Heart is Aching


John Furlong wants me and you to make Vancouver a more welcoming place for his Olympics.


That's nice, John.


Clearly spending too much time with BC Ferries workers.


This is one of the most unfriendly cities in the world, in one of the coldest countries on earth.


Smiles should be recorded by roving photographers just to prove that they occasionally break through the rude indifference.


O.K. Just for you, John, I'll leave my car at home and quit work early.


Smoke much, Buddy?

Sam Fools Nobody


Miro Cernetig nails The Idiot Mayor this morning. If you missed it, here it is. It's a beaut.

Testing? Exams? Results? We Couldn't Do That. It isn't Nice


The Bloomberg administration and the New York City teachers’ union announced an agreement yesterday on a plan that would give teachers bonuses based largely on the overall test scores of students at schools that have high concentrations of poor children.


Can you imagine the BC Teachers' Federation agreeing to something like this????


Read the whole story and ask yourself what New York teachers understand about education that we don't

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Victor Sails the HMS Mildew


Hi Mensch:


No doubt, Mildew will rise to the defense of BC Ferries crew who may have been Stoned at Sea.


Mildew believes that cannabis and Canada are made for each other. The Weed Leaf Forever.


What Mildew will not acknowledge is that weed today is not the weed of the 60's. In the 60's, a few tokes would sharpen your appetite for strawberries, peanut butter whatever. Weed today will turn your legs into cement pillars and your brain into yogurt.


Mildew is quite happy with the prospect of a truck driver, dozing on BC Bud, driving a gas truck past your neighbourhood school. He celebrates the idea of a BC Ferry, under the guidance of Captain Crunch, squashing docks and boats while Captain Crunch does a doobie on the bridge.


Mildew, and his employer, The Vancouver Stunned, are hopelessly out of touch.


The Boulevarier

Who's handling the PR in Victoria?

Further to our Graham Bruce post of yesterday...Vaughn palmer reveals that Mr. Bruce's response to the accusations that he did not properly register as a lobbyist were delivered to the press by a government employee.

BUt he doesn't work for the government.