May 2012
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March 2012
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“When I feed the poor I am called a saint. When I ask why they are poor, I am...”
– Archbishop Dom Helder Camara
December 2011
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October 2011
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“Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a...”
– Leonard Cohen
September 2011
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August 2011
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June 2011
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when U2 comes to town
U2 returned to Edmonton this week after a 14 year absence. A 2.5 hour performance on a 30 million dollar stage made for an entertaining night. Here are a few pics taken with my 55-250mm.
May 2011
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“love is the ultimate and the highest goal to which man can aspire”
– Victor Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning
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September 2010
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somebody's baby
I recently encountered a woman weeping a lifetime of loss. Years of love and struggle had only led to brokenness. And on this day she grieved the loss of her child. A child ravaged by decades of addiction, alcoholism, homelessness and disease. The kind of person we pass by on the streets each day, maybe toss some change toward, or perhaps ignore altogether. But for this mother, all she could...
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July 2010
7 posts
back to blogging
A new camera and a trip to India have officially ended my blogging hiatus.
It’s hard not to be inspired by the sights and sounds of new surroundings and posting photos seems like a good place to start.
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December 2008
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falling off the wagon
After all this time, I’m not sure how I missed the fact that Obama was/is a smoker. So today I was pretty surprised to hear him admit to falling off the wagon in his quest to quit smoking. I’m trying to figure out why this information is so disconcerting. Maybe it’s because smoking seems to represent the antithesis of Obama. Over the past two years he’s been attacked on...
November 2008
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election scars
Five expressions I never want to hear again: 1. Pork barrel earmarks 2. Hockey mom 3. Joe the plumber 4. Maverick 5. The greatest economic crisis since the great depression
October 2008
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a duplicitous eloquence?
I hate to bring everything back to politics, but my train of thought originates from presidential debate number three. McCain all but equated eloquence with duplicity. Eloquence was manipulation in disguise. Yet I can’t help but see eloquence as a great quality—one that North American leaders have noticeably lacked in recent years. For example, shortly after the war in Iraq began I heard...
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voter surprise
It’s hard not to feel a little politically hopeless when you live in a right-wing mecca. Conservative supremacy reigned following the last federal election and every single seat in Alberta was handed to the Tories. While not surprising, it’s still disturbing—not on account of my political views, but because it seems dangerous that a dominant ideology is so pervasive that leaders don’t bother...
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a racial discovery
I think the US elections are making me racist. As I tuned in for round two of the presidential debate my heart inexplicably started pounding and my hands got clammy. Obviously I’m getting way too involved in another country’s politics. But as the camera swept from Brokaw to McCain and then to Obama, I had a sudden rush of heightened racial awareness. Brokaw and McCain suddenly seemed...
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another political paradox
The American brand of Christianity continues to grow even more paradoxical to me. Why are Christians (or at least the ones we hear about) so typically and deeply entrenched on the right wing? The infuriating and equally mind boggling phenomenon that is Palin-mania brings about my latest round of questioning on the matter. She was brought in to lock-in the far right, largely to reinvigorate those...
welcome to my blog
In theory I sometimes agree with people who label blogging as cathartic narcissism, but at the same time it’s also an addition to the collective thought. And honestly I like reading what people have to say regardless of its significance in the grand scheme of the universe. There can never be too much thought out there, even if no one ever reads it. So here’s my inconsequential...