Sometime between the ages of eighty three and eighty four you get an epiphany that strikes you like a hammer blow. Suddenly your eyes are opened wide and you realize that all your struggles to do the right thing and to make the world a place better than when you first entered it are totally in vain and basically immaterial. It’s all been an illusion.
It’s been an illusion since time immemorial. Look at the biblical reference to Cain and Abel where Cain murdered Abel. Nothing much has changed since then. Occasionally the Abels of the world get a little high falutin’ and give the Cains of the word a thing or two to think about, but it doesn’t happen often enough. Well and then there’s the politicians of course. Take Marc Garneau for example. He’s going to study the information on seat belts in school buses before he makes a decision on whether or not to outfit them with seat belts. I would challenge him to sit in a school bus while getting T-boned by an eighteen wheeler at full speed. It’s a shame that all that education and world experience has affected his judgment.
And another thing to think about is that big long drink of water we call our Manitoba Premier, instead of diddling with his little pet projects he ought to be opening up the port of Churchill to overseas traffic, saving thousands of dollars in shipping to Europe and Asia and giving the United States the opportunity to stick the Panama Canal to where the sun don’t shine. But he likely won’t do that either and the U. S. will come along and scoop the whole business up, leaving us blowing in the wind.
Well, you can see why I’ve come to the conclusion that #IDON’TCARE. I can’t do anything about it anyway so why bother? I’m just too old for that malarkey!