Whaa, whaa, the world isn't right.

"Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there?"

I post this now, because I find it to be a relevant subject.  Ever since last year, I'd had this feeling that not everything was right in the world, and it's not going away.  Politicians are seemingly more and more corrupt, and so-called "Scientists" are proclaiming their own version of "Truth".  For example on that one, is the entire Global Warming Concept, and how it's a closed science, already solved, and us little peons should just learn to listen without questioning.

However, questioning those in power is our duty, I feel.  But what happens when those that are questioning for us, or representing our questions (Let's face it, we're not all scientists with millions of dollars of backing) are being silenced and threatened before they can make a big deal out of things.  For example, in the case of George Taylor, a climatologist in Oregon State; he's currently threatened with losing his job for suggesting that man-made global warming isn't responsible.

Oregon State Climatologist George Taylor is under threat of losing his job for arguing that most climate change is the result of natural variations, not human-produced carbon dioxide. Despite threats from the Governor and a pending bill in the legislatures to have him removed, sponsored by Democratic State Sen. Brad Avakian, Taylor has held firm. "If the facts change, I'll change my mind. So far, I haven't," Taylor told a climate change conference at Oregon State University. Taylor has held the title of "state climatologist" since 1991, when the legislature created a state climate office at OSU.

 He's not the only one.  There's another case where a man who'd been backing the Climate Change regime for 15 years, before jumping the band wagon.  This man is Claude Allegre, a French physicist specializing in Isotopes.  He's finding that the retreat of the Kilimanjaro glacier is not man's doing.  This is someone, that after 15 years of supporting it, has changed his opinion.  This is hardly a fixed science, as many of them claim.  In the case of Dr. Paul Reiter, his name had been added to a report without ever having been consulted or looked at by him.  Adding influential names to reports is a way in which they give themselves credibility.

Now, the next order of business this evening, is the European Union, or perhaps the second coming of the Nazi regime?  Nay, that is too low a blow, even for me, but it isn't too far off.  Essentially what happened, in a nutshell, is that Ireland was given a referendum and they said no.  The politicians of the EU turned around and said "Clearly they didn't realize what they were voting against.  We shall continue the treaty regardless."  Excuse me?  Democracy mean anything to you?



I, personally, disagree with the Lisbon treaty, to force everyone to become equal.  it's communism.  If one country has something, it's obviously because they're doing that particular thing right.  If a country should want to emulate that, by all means, do it.  But to force everyone to work that way is ridiculous.

As Nigel Farage says, allow the peoples of Europe to decide their own destinies, not to let it be decided in parliaments such as this.

It's fortunate that people are willing to stand up to something like this, particularly in a climate of such decay as Britain.  Here in Canada, you can't get enough people out to form a protest most of the time, because we simply DON'T care.  As long as little Tommy can still get his free treatment down at the Walk-In, they're fine.

tl;dr, some thought's that have been plaguing for a while.

There are some days where I just want, very badly, to give up.

Life is not that difficult, no. But sometimes I get a little nostalgic for there days where I was part of a trio. Segen, Kyle, and I. We were pretty unstoppable, for a time.

I guess retrospect is a good thing to have though. Cause when I look back at those times I see just how fragile they really were.

I always liked Kyle more, and the problem with that is Segen - awkward, unconfident, pre-football playing, pre-woman chasing - oftentimes got left now. And I ignored his feelings for me. And chased after Kyle, who was handsome, popular, and completely uninterested.

I shouldn't say that. We did date for a long time. On and off, fighting, making up, ruining other relationships for each other... poor Segen got to suffer from that too, since after he and I started dating I got that magic phone call from Kyle that ended it. It was a sick, sick cycle, cause I fell in love and Kyle...well, he didn't really care.

And this was sophmore year. No 16 year old should have the maturity, or at least the pretend-maturity, to think of themselves in love. But I did, cause I was young and stupid and maybe I didn't know any better. Shortly after that Kyle and I broke up. He dumped me, with a text (a classy maneuver, I know, but not one that I'm totally innocent of either). I remember calling Segen, in tears, after that, only to find out Kyle was calming sitting in the other room.

I wish that would have been the end up it. But Segen and I got tangled up in some sick, physical, friends with "benefits" situation. I was too young and stupid to say no, or think of the consequences. Sometimes he did it for revenge against me, for being such a jerk for so long, and I let him because maybe afterward Kyle would help me out.

Halfway through that summer Kyle told me to never speak to him again. He had a girlfriend, one that he actually managed to like and care for. I was shocked - yes we were no longer together but we had stayed good friends up until that point. I wish I would have known the worst was coming.

Halloween - I will never, ever forget the one that happened that year. I ended up dealing with Kyle again, and obviously his animosity hadn't changed in the past months. He told me to jump off a bridge. He tried saying he was joking, that he was just trying to push my buttons, but I had had enough.

That was the last time I ever spoke to the man who had been my best friend, my first love, and up until the past 8 months, the boyfriend I had lasted the longest with.

Two years, four months. I wish I could learn my lesson and completely forget him.

Oh heeeey...

I knew I could have just edited this into the end of the last post, but I'd prefer to be a spammer.

Apparently that was our first post of 2010. So, happy new year! (A month and some late...shhh.)

It's been a while.

Really? Have we been neglecting our blog again?

Today has been one of those 'life is tough days'.

But then again, what's life without it's hard patches, the days where we need friends to lean on, our loved one's shoulders to cry on?