1. My Bench

It was a beautiful spring evening when I headed out to Ambleside to find my bench. It was difficult, at first, to find one that wasn’t the cookie-cutter “from your loving family” type bench. I wanted something more unique, something more interesting and inspirational to write about. Then, after what felt like hundreds of benches, I found it. “In our hearts, the image of a gallant ship and the spell of the great sea” read the inscription. Instantly, ideas of poems to use, how I was going to write my own, and various descriptions flew through my head. This, I knew, was my bench; it was exactly what I was searching for! If one did not read the inscription, one would think this was just like every other bench along the seawall. A metal frame, bolted to the pavement, supported varnished wood slats that formed the seating area. The bench was slightly weathered from the wind and the sea, and the engraving plate was tarnished. This bench, however, told a story. It bore witness to the people who had sat on it overlooking Burrard Inlet, and seemed to have some sort of rugged personality. It was slightly more worn in the middle, where people had rested, and the varnish was starting to disintegrate. Soon one of the maintenance people would undoubtedly come by and reinstate the bench to its former glory, but I liked the used feel the bench possessed. All in all, it was a good looking bench, strong and sturdy, but on the engraving plate is where its true magic is held.

2. What I See, Think, Feel, and Want

The sun is setting and its warm rays are caressing my skin. Slurpee in-hand, I relax and drink in the view. Burrard Inlet, full of its freighters and fishing boats, stretches out before me in the evening light. The lamps that line the seawall turn on and the remnants of the sun’s soft glow are interrupted with harsh halogen emissions. A young couple, maybe early twenties, walks by; she can hardly take her eyes off of him. I wonder if that is what true love is like. Could it really be possible that one day I would feel the same way about a man? I am lost in thought until a gull cry ends my daydream. He lands on the rock wall and stares at me; probably wondering if I’m a tourist that would feed him. Sadly, for him at least, I am a local, and I know how annoying seagulls truly are.
This whole area of West Vancouver is nostalgic for me. My grandmother lived two blocks from the seawall while I was growing up, and we would often make our way down to the winding concrete to spend time together. She showed me the various shell fragments that washed up on the rocks, held my hand as I walked along the wall beside the doggy-trail, and showed me how to make the tallest rock towers possible. She also taught me to try and learn something new from every person you meet. Regardless of who they are, each individual has something to offer, and it’s your job to draw it out of them. As I sit on my bench, thinking about my grandmother, I feel some how vacant, as if a part of me died along with her two months ago. It’s comforting to know that I will one day see her again in heaven. At the moment, I want nothing more than what is laid out before me. Here, I feel like I possess the world. A sunset is the greatest gift that nature can give, and I, in this instant, am the recipient. What more can a person need? With great friends, a loving family, and a home in the most beautiful city on earth, I cannot “want” anything. However, if I didn’t know how cold the water was I might want to go swimming.

3. My Bench

The sun shines over the rocks at the top of the Grouse Grind. It is a beautiful scene, with all of Vancouver laid out below. There, however is one little problem with this paradise: it is an international tourist destination, but there is nowhere to sit. I understand how vital the tourists are to our economy, and that is why I would want to improve this space for them. When hikers come up the grind, they are perfectly content to rest their weary bodies on the sun drenched rocks below the world famous Grouse Mountain Super Skyride. Tourists, on the other hand, are not quite as keen to sit on the dirty ground as the locals are, and it is a common sight to see them standing awkwardly, looking for a nice place to sit. If I was to have a bench dedicated to me, I would put it amongst the rocks at the top of the grind. There, it would stand as a reward to the person who was fast enough to claim it. My bench would be a welcome relief for fatigued feet.
On the engraving plate, there would be a short phrase; something witty for the educated public – I think I would put “Thank God we aren’t Sisyphus.” Sisyphus was a character from Greek mythology. He angered the Gods and was punished in Hades by having to roll a giant rock up a mountain, only to have it roll back down on him once he reached the summit. It is not hard to come up with the correlation between this story and climbing the Grouse Grind. When people finish they grind, they are filled with a sense of accomplishment and relief that it is over. For Sisyphus, however, there is no such relief because he must run back down to the bottom to push the rock up again. After climbing “The Grind” once, the last thing I want to do is force myself up it again.

4. A Bench For My Grandmother

I loved my Grandma, and she loved me, but what she loved almost as much was Stanley Park. We used to walk around the lake there, feed the ducks, and talk about the natural wonders we saw. She taught me the names of the trees, the various types of flowers, and to recognize the multitudes of birds by their calls. Although I have forgotten most of her lessons now, since her passing, the memories of those endless days in the park will stick with me perpetually. If I was ever to dedicate a bench to someone, I would give a one to my grandma. She was such an influential person in my life, and it would give me a great sense of closure to have a place to go to visit her spirit. I would make certain I could find a spot overlooking the lake, where other grandparents could take their grandchildren to feed the ducks. On the bench, I would put something exceptional. I would not want to write anything generic, because my grandmother was far from average. Instead, I would include something special. Something along the lines of this: “Born under a wandering star, from east to west, Oma’s spirit will continue to ride with the wind. But if she, for some strange reason, wants to rest a while, here is where she’ll sit. –Love peanut”
This inscription is very specific to my grandmother because she loved to travel. If you were to name any fantastic place in the world that you wanted to visit, I can guarantee that I have a photograph of her standing there. From the immense pyramids of Giza, to the Great Wall of China, my grandmother has been everywhere. Her and my step-grandfather took exotic trips all the time; and though I wish I could have joined her, the chance to follow her example and set out on my own brings me unimaginable joy. I too share her curious intellect, and the whole rest of my family sees my grandmother when they look at me. We are two of a kind, and I cannot even begin to express how much I miss her. When I first read this question, it was obvious who I would dedicate a bench to: my wonderful grandmother.

5. Journal Response

My Nissan Pathfinder

My hands are still shaking as I clutch the steering wheel. Kati is yelling in the passenger seat, “That guy almost hit us!” She is right – it was a close call; too close. Driving down Main Street on our way to Ambleside I was going through an intersection with a fresh green light and someone almost turned into me. If I had not slammed on the breaks immediately it would have been t-bone time. With adrenaline flooding my system I struggled to get my body under control again so I could finish the drive.
We took the road along the train tracks, past the huge silos of grain, and marveled at the sheer number of birds flocking after the seeds. The rest of the trip was uneventful: a stop at 7-11 for slurpees, a debate about which radio station to put on, and a run through the gas station. Then, camera in hand, we set out along the seawall. It must have looked a little strange as we ran from bench to bench, yelling out the inscriptions to each other. We chatted and wandered along the concrete path that lines the sea. With the smell of brine in our noses and the sunset lighting our way, it was hard not to be impressed with the absolute beauty of our surroundings. The sun faded away and the lights of downtown became clearly visible against the dark night sky. As the temperature dropped, the chill set in and we hurried along the seawall back to my truck. The same truck whose brakes saved us only a few hours before was waiting exactly where we left it. Of course I had forgotten to close the moon roof and the same chill we were trying to escape had penetrated the vehicle. I closed the roof and turned on the heat' we had some errands to run: cake mix was needed for a friend’s birthday cake. Needless to say, we drove very slowly, and very carefully…

6. A poem that relates to the bench

The magnificence of the ocean is expressed in both the poem and in the inscription on the bench. The imagery they contain is undoubtedly similar. The sea is described as “great” on the bench and one cannot help but feel the same way when reading this poem. The poem speaks of hard work and true joy, the same joy that is felt when reading the inscription on the bench. The speaker in the poem says that “there’s no other life” for him except to be a sailor; a sailor of the “gallant” sea. It is impossible to believe that there would not be hardship when living on the ocean, but the “ship” on the bench is the sailor’s home, a proverbial safe haven where he is surrounded by his “boys;” his family at sea.
The quote on the bench creates a picture on the reader’s head. It is almost like a painting with spray shooting off in to the sky as the bowsprit rises to spear a white puffy cloud. The poem, while slightly more subdued, leaves a similar image: “a three masted schooner” sailing sleekly through the waves.

Wave Over Wave

by Great Big Sea

Oh me name's Able Rodgers, a share man am I

On a three masted schooner from Twillingate Isle

I've been the world over north, south, east, and west

But the middle of nowhere wheres' I likes it best

Where its wave over wave, sea over bow

I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow

Theres no other life for a sailor like me

And to sail the salt sea boys, sail the sea

There's no other life but to sail the salt sea

Well I leave my wife lonely ten months of the year

For she built me a home and raised my children there

She never come out to bid farewell to me

Or ken why a sailor must sail the salt sea

Where its wave over wave, sea over bow

I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
Theres no other life for a sailor like me
And to sail the salt sea boys, sail the sea
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea

The work it is hard and the hours are long

But my spirit is willing, my back it is strong

And when the works over the whisky will pour

We'll dance with the girls upon some foreign shore

I've sailed the world over for decades or more

And oft times I wonder what I do it for

I dont know the answer its pleasure and pain

But with life to live over I'd do it again

Where its wave over wave, sea over bow

I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow

Theres no other life for a sailor like me

And to sail the salt sea boys, sail the sea

There's no other life but to sail the salt sea

This Song and other songs and postings about Great Big Sea can be found in the video bar at the bottom of the page.

7. My Pholosophy of life

This poem embraces the carefree spirit of the ocean, and I try to possess a similar spirit. The speaker is described as “happy” and “willing,” and satisfied with his life on the sea. The fact that the speaker embraces everything the sea throws at him and understands the “pleasure and pain” shows how easygoing and accepting of the inevitable that he is. I also believe that we should be ready to take whatever life throws at us. It is important to live in the moment, and enjoy the gifts life lives every day. Though there are hard times, storms and squalls, the sun will inescapably return. We should live our lives with no regrets, and enjoy every moment, because all the experiences we have today form us for the future. Like the speaker in the poem, we should not want to change the decisions we make, “but with life to live over” make the same decisions again.
Also, I believe that once a person has found their calling, they should stick to it. The speaker in the poem says that “there is no other life” for him except for being a sailor. Eventually, I too hope to find my passion, and be able to be as happy as the speaker in the poem. Personally, I believe that everyone is destined for something, and that it is our job to figure out what that something it. Every person, while possessing many talents, is fated to make their mark on the world in some way. The speaker of the poem continued the east coast tradition of being a “sailor,” and I will find my calling as well.

8. Parks - Their Purpose and My Thoughts.

Parks have many purposes. They provide green space which is important for the environment, they can be used for entertainment purposes, and they enhance a city’s appeal to tourists. Vancouver is known as a very green city due to our immense number of parks. All over our city there are little areas set aside for trees, animals, and bushes so that Vancouver will remain green. From Stanley Park, to West Vancouver’s seawalls, Grouse Mountain to the neighbourhood play ground, parks keep Vancouver a beautiful and healthy place to live. These same areas that keep the city green are also used for recreational purposes. Athletics and other activities flourish in Vancouver because of our parks. Here, people can go and play soccer, ultimate, football, and all other kinds of sports any time they like. Vancouverites also take advantage of the great hiking trails, mountain biking terrain, and ski hills that surround the city. We are an active group of people, known worldwide for our outdoor enthusiasts. The spectacular natural areas in our province attract tourists from all over the world. People come to observe our majestic forests, towering peaks, and rushing rivers. The Capilano Suspension Bridge is an example of a popular outdoor tourist destination that accounts for busloads of sightseers every year. Also, these same travelers who enjoy the natural beauty of our parks contribute heavily to the British Columbian economy. Tourism is one of the biggest industries in the province, and helps pay for all kinds of infrastructure and public services. Without it, this province could not function the way it does now, and the people who live here would have a much lower quality of life.Personally, I think parks are one of the most important parts of a functional city. For the reasons outlined above, parks improve a city on almost every level.

I love to be outside. Whether I’m just tanning at the beach, or hiking up the grind, I always enjoy the time I spend in Vancouver’s outdoor recreational areas. They are an important part of my personal fitness regime, they provide a way to obtain natural endorphins, and they improve the environmental side of our city. If we did not have any parks in Vancouver, I would most certainly move as soon as I possibly could to an area teeming with fields, forests, and mountains.

9. A Poem Reflecting Upon the Bench Experience

The bench experience was definitely a unique one. I have never even heard of a project like this. I found it very easy to be inspired by my surroundings because they were so beautiful. This poem is a mixture of the inspiration I felt after reading the quote on the bench, and sitting and looking at the view of the sea. It is about a young person as they set off on a journey around the world from the West Coast and back again. It paints a very surreal image that would make anyone want to experience the pleasures of the sea. I hope you enjoy!

The wanderer
by Anna La Lau

A breeze
Such a simple little thing
But the way it rustles the grass
causes the crickets to sing

The water
so very vast and blue
Will roll on for eternity
Look, it's beckoning you

Come, come my wandering child
Hear the sea is calling
From raging storms to weather mild
Listen as the seabid cries, galling

White sails
They unfold to catch the wind
We're off to the races now!
all our faces grin

The Ocean
It has captured my soul
head for open water
There I am finally whole

Come, come my wandering child
Hear the sea is calling
From raging storms to weather mild
Listen as the seabird cries, galling

Eternity
It seems too long for some
But if i could sail my whole life long
The happiest I'd become

Home
I shall return once in a while
But only to wash my clothes
And leave for another exotic isle

Come, come my wandering child
Hear the sea is calling
From raging storms to weather mild
listen as the seabird cries, galling

A Laser Two, The type of boat I raced, and taught other young people to race

Manchester vs. Barcelona

Wednesday, May 27, 2009, will be a day to remember for soccer fans everywhere. Enthusiasts wait all year for this epic day; the European Union Football Club (EUFC) finals. This year, England’s best, Manchester United, will be facing off against Spain’s top team, Barcelona, in an intense display of “fluid and beautiful football.”
Many people believe that who wins will be decided by the team managers: Manchester United’s Sir Alec Ferguson and Barcelona’s Pep Guardiola. They think that the strategies outlined by these two important figures will be the determining factor. I, however, agree with the author of the article and believe that “it will be the players that will matter most.” A coach can outline as many strategies as he likes, but if the players cannot execute, it will not matter. Manchester may have the upper hand when it comes to execution because they have the dreaded Ronaldo, “this year’s Best Soccer Player.”
Many discussions have sprung up on the subject of the Manchester defense versus the Barcelona offense. Both teams are known for these aspects of the game. The defense of Manchester is described to be “as solid as a steel wall” and it will be difficult even for an “attacking team like Barcelona” to break it. Though Manchester is famous for “manhandling” their opponents, Barcelona does have an excellent ability to “[turn] things their way.” A matchup such as this is exactly what soccer fans hope for. This will be a game for the record books.
The last time Barcelona won the title was in 2006, but back then they had the notable Ronaldinho. This master of the game was one of the keys to Barcelona’s success. Now, the Catalan team will be as determined as ever to prove that they can win the title without him. Even so, Manchester has the ability to “spoil the attack.” Experts still agree that the current Spanish representatives are much better now than when they lost to “the red devils” last year. These same “red devils” are the current trophy holders and are looking to extend their winning streak for another year.
A lot of debate has surrounded this game and everyone is keen to add their predictions to the mix. While I am cheering for the boys in red (ManU), it is clear that whatever happens, it will “be a joy to watch these two teams fight for the trophy.”

http://ceblogger.com/2009/05/13/barcelona-vs-manchester-united-champions%E2%80%99-league-finals-results-predictions/

Bowron Lake Canoe Circuit

The Bowron Lake Canoe Circuit, located right here in British Columbia, is one of the best kept secrets in the entire province. Encompassing 116km of pristine wilderness, “chain lakes, waterways, and connecting portages,” this is a true look at the beautiful forests that once covered the entirety of our stunning province. Located on the “western slopes of the Caribou Mountain Range,” I challenge everyone to take at least one trip to this idyllic wilderness at some point in their life.
Anyone who is in relatively good physical condition can complete the canoe circuit, but if one is not comfortable with their canoeing skill set, guided tours are available. On average, the entire trip usually takes somewhere between “6 to 10 days to complete.” However, if this going to be a first true “wilderness” experience, and one does not wish to go along with a guided tour, there is “a shorter trip” on the west side of the circuit that can be “paddled in 2 to 4 days.” Also, since items such as “bear bangers” are banned from the park, it is important to have an excellent sense of the natural wildlife of British Columbia. Basically, if a baby moose is wandering around, and yes visitors will most likely see moose, don’t approach it because mama is probably nearby.
In the winter, it is possible to cross-country ski the lake chain. This is another great way to enjoy BC provincial parks without having to worry about crossing paths with a 400 lb black bear. Though I have never personally experienced the circuit in the winter, it is described as a gorgeous winter wonderland. However, skiing in this park is not for novices because there are “no set trails.” One could very easily become lost in the “149 207 hectares” of land that make up Bowron Provincial Park.
I have never been more in awe of nature than when I was up at Bowron. From thunderstorms that dented the waterproof covering of my tent with their force to mind-blowing sun sets, it empowers me to keep our province green and healthy. We must take care of the breathtaking gift we have been given and look after the “moose, deer, mountain goat caribou, black bears, grizzly bears, waterfowl, beavers, and otters” that reside in the park. All backpackers are supposed to follow an unwritten code that states: one must leave all areas as good as or better than when they arrived. This could never be more important than at provincial parks such as Bowron where people from all over the world come to observe the beauty that is British Columbia. Bowron is truly one of the jewels that make British Columbia “the best place on Earth.”

http://www.env.gov.bc.ca/bcparks/explore/parkpgs/bowron_lk/#WinterRecreation


Below is a montage of photos from the last time I was at Bowron Lakes Provincial Park in 2002. I will be returning this summer.

Attack on the Dutch Royal Family

The Dutch royal family is made up of some of the most beloved leaders in the world, and that is exactly why this story is making such big headlines. The Dutch people are famous for many things, often not so good, but one of their biggest claims to fame is their relatable monarchy. Most of the people are proud of their rulers because they are still willing to mingle with the commoners and do not spend ridiculous amounts of taxpayer dollars and huge security task forces; they are truly a monarchy for the citizens. However, one man recently decided to ignore the traditions of love and respect for the royal family and tried to drive his car into “the royal family’s bus.” This tragic event ended up injuring a dozen people, including five who are “seriously hurt,” and killing five. The driver of the “black hatchback” is among the five who are “badly injured.” When it comes time for “Queen’s Day” in Holland, everyone is exited. The streets line with people and the dedicated populace come out in droves to cheer on their leaders. Unfortunately, one of the onlookers was slightly crazy. He decided that it would be a good idea to drive through the crowds in a tiny black car in an effort to injure members of the royal family as they rode in their large motor bus. As any sane person would realize, this is not going to end well for the driver of the little car. The vehicle already appeared to be “heavily damaged” before it even came close to the royal family’s open-topped bus, but after it missed the bus completely and ran into a “low metal railing around a column on the side of the road” it became utterly undrivable. The royal family, who witnessed the crash, “gasped, [and] then quickly sat down as the bus continued driving.” Normally, “Queen’s Day” is a peacefully celebrated holiday “known for its free markets all over the country,” and “children’s games.” This day however, will remain a black mark on an otherwise sea of orange. People are worried that incidents such as this could change the attitude of the royal family and make them less likely to associate with the people. Being of Dutch heritage myself, I was horrified to think that someone would make an attempt on the life of any of the members of the “House of Orange-Nassau.” This family line has been ruling Holland since 1815 when the monarchy first came into power, and has never become one of the inflated dynasties that fairytales are based on. This adored family is a symbol of pride for everyone in Holland, and anyone who tries to kill them is asking to be murdered himself.

http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/europe/04/30/netherlands.queen.car/index.html#cnnSTCText

K'Naan - The Dusty Foot Philosopher

How would you have spent a typical day in elementary school? I’m sure you weren’t that different from K’Naan, hanging out with your friends on “the neighbourhood street corner,” joking around, and maybe rapping a few lines by your favourite artists. There, however, is one rather important detail that sets you and K’Naan apart. While you grew up, most likely, in a safe, North American environment, K’Naan was standing “on the dusty streets of Mogadishu”, half a world away. Alright, you are thinking; so he grew up in Africa. What’s the big deal? Most rappers are black anyway. I’m sure they all were dropping verses by “Nas, and Rakim, and all the other great American MC’s.” Well, that’s where the second not so subtle detail comes in; while K’Naan was imitating the speech of his favourite artists “with an almost eerie attention to detail and pronunciation,” he could not speak a word of English.
By the time K’Naan was born, American rap had reached the far corners of the Earth. Recordings of the “great American MC’s” could be found in every bustling city in the world. K’Naan, “grandson of one of Somalia’s most famous poets,” could not help but gravitate to this new form of oral expression; it was in his blood. When it came time for his family to leave the country due to the brutal civil war and violence that plagues Africa, they came to North America on the very last commercial flight to ever leave Somalia, and that is where K’Naan began to flourish.
When rap is mentioned these days, what images come to your mind? I’m sure they are very similar to what I picture: big black men, with the occasional Eminem lookalike thrown in, covered in tattoos, singing about money, girls, and drugs. This, however, is the exact opposite of the likeness K’Naan portrays. This young lyricist is described as “a beacon for…those dedicated to global change” and he works tirelessly to improve to conditions for those less fortunate than him; those who didn’t make it onto a flight out of Africa.
In 2001, K’Naan travelled to Geneva to “perform a spoken word piece” at the 150th anniversary of the UN Commission for Refugees. His “music with a message” was heard by “some of the biggest suits in the world,” and earned him a standing ovation. K’Naan explained that he “basically called out the UN for its failed relief mission in Somalia.” He is considered a hero by many for his refusal to give up on his native peoples and his ability to bring real issues to the limelight. Personally, I am inspired by what he is doing. Every interview I watch and every song I listen to has the same message: things may not always be wonderful and happy, but with a lot of hard work and effort we can make a change. K’Naan’s music does not glorify life on the streets like the songs of many artists today, but rather he exposes it for what it truly is; a hard, dangerous existence. While I am nowhere near the same caliber of poet as K’Naan, I can identify with his desire to help those less fortunate than myself. Once I am finished with my education, I hope to travel, along with other aid workers from Doctors Without Borders, to Africa in order to help the people there. K’Naan is one of my inspirations, and I hope his “politically charged messages" with resonate with you as well.

"My long term goal is to use whatever fame I get to help change the situation in my region...not to own a clothing line like some of my rap peers" -K'Naan

Article
http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/knaan/bio.jhtml

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Britain’s Speaker of the House Expected to Resign

By now, it is common knowledge that something fishy has been going on in British politics. Recently, Michael Martin, the “Speaker of the House,” has been made the “scapegoat” for the ridiculous spending of British MPs. In Canada, MPs are legally bound to publish all their spending records for public approval, but this is not the case on the other side of the Atlantic. There, MPs have been using government funds for everything from the “maintenance of swimming pools” to the purchase of second and third luxury homes across the country. This type of spending has gone unchecked for decades among British politicians, but was recently up for reform. Martin was seen as one of the key factors in blocking the reform, which would make all expenditures public. By covering up the MP’s “lavish spending” Martin has, in fact, committed a crime and all those who cheated the tax payers out of their money “could face charges.”
Many experts agree that “the situation [calls] for drastic action.” This action, however, is exactly what they are scared of. Politicians, who once were quite popular, are now worried that voters may turn to “extremist parties” out of anger at the current government. This sort of behavior is just another reason for the common people not to trust their elected representatives. Over the past several centuries of elected governments, politicians have not made a good name for themselves. They have exhibited behaviors just as low as any hardened criminal and have stolen millions from their citizens. They do their very best to hurt us and keep us in the dark for as long as possible, and then beg for our votes come election time. This is not right! When will we finally get a leader who is righteous enough to direct the people? I, for one, do not want to have to wait for the second coming for this, but if members of parliament continue to act in such heinous fashions, I do not see what other choices the voting public has. Martin has apologized for his actions, but really it is “too little too late.” He has lost the confidence of the public and will be “forced to step down” near the end of June.

http://news.sympatico.msn.cbc.ca/abc/world/contentposting.aspx?isfa=1&feedname=CBC-WORLD-V3&showbyline=True&date=true&newsitemid=speaker-britain-martin019

Nitro Circus

As regular MTV viewers know, Nitro Circus is just about one of the best shows on the air today. The death defying stunts performed by a variety of professional action sport athletes create an adrenaline rush that is guaranteed to keep audiences glued to their televisions. From bouts of laughter to gut wrenching injuries, this show has it all.
People who do not understand the genius that is “Nitro Circus” think the program is only another brainchild of “Jackass” star Johnny Knoxville. They think it is simply a “show about male bonding via masochistic pranks;” but they are wrong. First of all, the clips chosen to make up the show are not so much pranks as carefully calculated feats of athleticism and daring designed to keep viewers on the edge of their seats. Secondly, all the people on the show have already proven themselves to be world class competitors, and do not need to prove their manhood by performing ludicrous dares like in “Jackass.” Also, Jolene, a pro motocross racer, adds a touch of estrogen to the group, keeping the idiocy in check, and the stunts amazing.
While awe-inspiring, the show makes no effort to glorify the daredevil lifestyle. During one episode filmed at the Grand Canyon “Travis Pastrana, one of the most decorated motorcyclists and action sports stars in the world,” added to “his many injuries” and “[blew] out [his] knee.” This of course, is bound to happen when you try to rodeo 720 into a giant yawning abyss, but that’s beside the point. Travis himself acknowledged that “as bad as [the trick] went, it couldn’t have gone any better;” he was still breathing. Show producer Johnny Knoxville admits that 12 episodes were filmed and there have “been about that many surgeries” too. In fact, they even had “three guys who went to the hospital in one day!” If broken pelvises and severed urethras are not your idea of fun, they show is pretty clear, stay off motorcycles! The same episode where Pastrana blew out his knee ended with a sad testament to the reckless lives these action sport idols live. The “closing credit line: “in loving memory” of Jeremy Lusk, a young rider who died performing a hazardous trick in competition” is a final punch line to viewers. The message is: if you try these stunts, you will get hurt; we are just the talented few who survive to ride again.
We can only draw one conclusion from watching these brilliant performers; “[they] are addicted to risk.” We, normal, average, sane individuals, will never have to choose between breaking our back or shattering our ankles when a trick goes wrong; we will also never get to feel the rush of jumping out of a plane without a parachute hoping that our friend will fly over to us in time to, literally, save our neck. Though I must admit, performing “an illegal base-jump off the palms” hotel in Los Vegas is, for lack of a better phrase, pretty damn cool, I will continue to enjoy my life with my feet firmly planted on solid ground.
Perhaps the reason that I love this show so much is my complete obsession with Travis Pastrana. To me, he is the epitome of a gifted athlete who is completely dedicated to his craft. He has endured more pain than most people can even imagine, but yet he still gets up everyday exited to ride a motorcycle, drive a rally car, or base-jump off some ridiculously tall structure. To action sport enthusiasts, and adrenaline junkies everywhere, this is a show for you. However, one does not need to be searching for a way to break as many bones as possible to enjoy this program. I would recommend everyone, from the teenage lunatic to the high school English teacher (yes I am talking to you!), check out this show. A link is posted below.

Link to Nitro Circus pas episodes
http://www.mtv.ca/tvshows/nitro-circus/

Link to articles
http://www.popmatters.com/pm/review/71205-nitro-circus/
http://www.ebroadcast.com.au/eblah/m-1234748828/

The nitro crew after side-jumping a taxi in an effort to role it as many times as possible...

Somalia - Another African Civil War

Recently, everyone has heard about the Somali pirates that terrorize the seas around the country, but fewer people know about the brutal fighting that has stricken the entire region. Islamic extremists in the area have been joined by hundreds or foreigners, determined to overthrow the current government and establish a Muslim “haven on the Horn of Africa.” This kind of civil war has been raging for many years, but it is now coming to a head. Last Friday the UN released a statement demanding “that opposition groups immediately end their offensive, renounce the violence and join reconciliation efforts.” Though the UN has also lent strong support to the country’s western backed government, “concern that the government might fall is [still] mounting.”
The situation in this poor African country has not been stable for almost two decades; but now most of the population is reaching refugee status. “Residents have been fleeing for days, sleeping under trees and sheltering children under scraps of plastic.” It is a bleak state of affairs in this war torn nation. Locals describe, in news reports, how the Islamic insurgents careen “around the streets in pickup trucks bristling with weapons.” If it gets any worse, if that is even possible, more refugees will flee to Kenya where 250 000 have already taken up residence. Unfortunately, “there is no hope that the two sides will stop fighting,” and “no one has the upper hand.” Those who have managed to stay say that the conflict is “even worse” than when Ethiopian troops invaded almost three years ago.
Normally, people would not pay as much attention to fighting in Africa, which has been going on as long as anyone can remember, but the Somali coastline lies along an important sea-trade route just below the “oil rich Arabian peninsula.” This proximity to one of the world’s most important resources is what makes the fighting so unnerving for western style governments all over the world. If Islamic extremists take over Somalia, they could branch out taking other lands as well and cut off the oil supplies to anyone they deem necessary. It is disgusting really that we only choose to get involved with a crisis that would benefit us. Who are we to choose which humanitarian efforts are worth our while? Shouldn’t we be trying to help everyone possible? I’ll let you come to your own conclusion on that one, but I for one would like to see stronger measures taken by the UN on all fronts, not just when western powers call for them.

http://www.wtopnews.com/?nid=387&sid=1482587

"The Swine"

First bird (avian) flu, then mad cow disease, and now, the latest animal based infection has arrived! Beware the infamous swine flu!

When news reports first started coming out of Mexico that people were dying of a new version of the influenza virus, people went crazy. Kids started staying home from school, whole communities shut down, and the public was gripped with fear. Now, however, the initial shock of this discovery has worn off and people are starting to demand the truth.
Swine flu is actually only a new variation of the common flu, H1N1, and “cases are [usually] described as mild. It is nowhere near as dangerous as an avian flu, H5N1, outbreak would be. This being said, it is still highly contagious and has infected a total of 55 Canadians, the highest number of which live right here in BC. So far, 19 British Columbians have contracted the virus, and “two BC schools have been closed because of swine flu concerns.” Though this may seem like a lot, there is no great need for concern. “According to the World Health Organization,” there have been “at least 10” deaths resulting from this new strain of H1N1, which is a far cry from the thousands that are killed by seasonal flu each year. No Canadians have died from the virus, and all who contracted it either recovered fine on their own, or with minor hospital assistance. The premier of BC, Gordon Campbell, admits that the public has a “legitimate reason for concern,” but taking their fear too far would be a mistake. The WHO has yet to “declare a full-blown pandemic” and appears to have no plans to do so.
It is truly amazing to me how easily the media can twist something so minor into an incredible story. Swine Flu is nothing really to worry about. In all honesty, Canadians should be more concerned about cancer and heart disease than the flu. As clearly outlined above, there is nothing for healthy Canadians to be anxious about. As long as one washes his or her hands regularly and does not have contact with anyone who has recently travelled to Mexico, the likelihood of contracting H1N1 is very slight. By using language such as “potential [global] pandemic,” and “virus spreading” the media can whip the public into a terrified frenzy and keep people glued to their television screens in fear. Everyone needs to take a deep breath, relax, and go about their lives without trepidation.

http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2009/05/01/swine-flu.html

The Upcoming Election

If you asked the typical 18 year old high school student in BC whether or not they’d be voting in the upcoming election, the results would disgust you. Most students, at least those that I have talked to, weren’t even aware of the significance of May 12, 2009, much less planning to participate. When I ask, normal responses range from, “There’s an election coming up?” and “Well I would vote, but it’s too much effort” to "Who really cares, the parties are all the same anyway?" Though these were typical responses, I find it shocking that young voter registration is on the rise. In all actuality, the only reason voter turnout in the 18-30 age group is growing is because it just couldn’t get any lower. “People used to think that voter turnout is just falling off further and further every [time]” but in our last election, in 2005, young voter turnout increased to “35 percent from 27 percent.” This eight percent jump, while excellent, still isn’t enough. Currently, we belong to the “lowest participation group in the province.” It is not a difficult process everyone, get out and vote!
Though who will win the election is pretty clear, the most difficult decision voting British Columbians will have to make is on the issue of electoral reform. Currently, we use the first-past-the-post system to elect our government. This means that all of BC is broken down into ridings with candidates in each party running to represent the riding. Voters choose the party they want to win by voting for their candidate. The party with the most elected candidates forms the government. However, this system often creates exaggerated majorities in the legislature. For example, in the last election (2005) the Liberals retained power with approximately 58% of the seats, yet they only managed to get approximately 46% of the popular vote. This means that they technically occupy more seats than British Columbians wanted them to. Also, if someone does not want any of the three major parties to win, his or her voice is not heard and his or her vote “counts for nothing.” The reform would be to change our system to the single transferable vote system (STV).
In this system, voters rank their choices. STV is designed to eliminate wasted votes, or votes cast for parties that do not win seats. It is a lot more complicated than the first past the post system, but here is a quick overview: In the STV system, there is a special number called the quota. It is found by taking the number of votes cast and dividing it by the number of seats available to be won and then adding one. One is then added to the quotient. The formula looks like this: (Votes/(seats+1))+1. Confused yet? Well is gets worse; if a candidate has enough seats to make the quota, then he or she is elected, and his or her “extra votes” are transferred to whoever the voters ranked next in line using another formula. Votes continue to be distributed until no one else can be elected. If all the available seats are not filled, the “candidate with the fewest votes is eliminated.” This entire process continues until all the seats are filled. It is a very long, drawn-out procedure that can take days to come up with a winner. In addition, this idea of having to rank prospective representatives is a lot more time consuming and would cause even fewer people to head to the polls and vote.
In my opinion, there is no need to change our current system; the arguments against it are simply illogical. The STV system is supposed to eliminate “wasted votes,” but really, if a major party is not in power, then our government will not run properly. Secondly, the exaggerated majorities allow the party in power to get things done. In our parliamentary system, the party in power, providing they have a majority government, can force through any bill, or law, they so desire. If they do not have a majority government, the opposition can fight them on anything and everything, and bills will not pass. The exaggerated majorities formed by the first past the post system allow for a smaller chance of a minority government.
Whether you vote for the Liberals or the BC Marijuana party, one thing is clear. All British Columbians have a civic duty to make our voices heard in the upcoming election. To young British Columbians: the future is ours to hold, we must make it the best one possible, by building a strong foundation today. We cannot have a say in what happens in our province without exercising our right to vote. People all over the world are willing to die for this basic right that we so often take for granted. We should all "suck it up" and take a whopping 5 minutes out of our busy lives to mark two little ex’s on two little pieces of paper.

Voting statistics
http://www.bclocalnews.com/vancouver_island_south/victorianews/news/election/44025817.html
STV information
http://www.cbc.ca/canada/bcvotes2009/stv.html
http://www.electoral-reform.org.uk/article.php?id=54

Susan Boyle

By now, most people, including my middle-aged mother, have at least heard of Susan Boyle; the Scotland native who lives alone with her cat. Though she may look dumpy and well beyond her 48 years, she has a voice that even Mariah Carey could respect. Boyle brought down the house on the popular television show Britain’s Got Talent, and left infamous reality television show judge Simon Cowel with his jaw around his knees. When she first stepped out on stage, an audible ripple of laughter ran through the audience; they were all prepared to make fun of her. Who was this elderly lady with a funny accent who openly admitted her failures with the opposite sex and “wanted to be a [professional] singer” at the delicate age of 48? The answer: a singing sensation and a “stunning” performer.
The judges all scrambled to speak after her performance. The infamous Piers Morgan admitted that when she said she “wanted to be like “Elaine Paige” [another singer/actress famous for her work in musical theatre] everyone was laughing at [her], but no one is laughing now!” Amanda Holden, the only female judge on the show, expressed how, in the beginning, the entire audience expected her to fail utterly, but in all actuality Susan Boyle was “a complete privilege” to listen to. All the judges and I were completely enthralled by her voice. Though she certainly is not much to look at, Susan Boyle, based on voice alone, could very well be the next musical theatre phenomenon.
The song she decided to sing for the show, “I Dreamed a Dream” from the musical Les Miserables, has made an incredible jump on the iTunes music charts and ticket sales for The Vancouver Arts Production of Les Miserables have increased as well. Overnight, Susan Boyle has become an internet sensation and has sent the music world reeling. It is rumored that there may even be a record deal with Sony BMG in the works! Several clips have appeared on YouTube reporting almost 50 million views, and other recordings by Boyle have surfaced.
Personally, when I first saw Susan Boyle, I rolled my eyes in disgust. Here was just another average person that we could all get a laugh out of and instantly forget again. I was not prepared for what came out of her mouth. At first, I thought that perhaps Mrs. Boyle was lip-syncing. A few seconds in however, I realized my mistake and was absolutely floored by her “incredible performance.” This lady had a gift and now that she had been “given the chance,” it was time for her “dream” to be realized.
This story is simply another illustration of the age old saying “you can’t judge a book by its cover.” It is human nature for us to want to watch beautiful people on the television screen. We like to picture ourselves up there as well, succeeding along with them, but that is not real life. The overwhelming response towards Boyle’s musical gift gives hope for the world. It shows how we can accept people despite their physical imperfections, and that we can appreciate a beautiful voice without a Hollywood face. Susan’s performance was without a doubt, one of the “biggest wake-up calls ever!”

A clip of the Britain's Got Talent segment is belowe; or for different clips and opinions regarding Susan Boyle check out the video bar at the bottom of this page
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY

Information about the Vancouver production of Les Miserables can be found at
http://www.artsclub.com/plays/20082009/onstage/les-miserables.htm

Background information for this article was also taken from the following sources:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/8005767.stm
http://www.theprovince.com/health/women/Britain+Talent+singing+star+Susan+Boyle+fame+goes+ballistic/1499258/story.html

http://www.thestar.com/entertainment/article/619805