• Humour 24.11.2011 No Comments

    I found this a little while ago, and though it was quite funny, and very “Canadian”!


    A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary.

    Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even more rude. John, in desperation, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed.

    Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute.

    Fearing that he’d hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto John’s outstretched arms and said “I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I’m sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behaviour.”

    John was stunned at the change in the bird’s attitude.

    As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behaviour, the bird spoke-up, very softly;

    “May I ask what the turkey did?”


  • Lest we forget.

    Image borrowed from CBC.ca

    In Flanders Fields

    In Flanders fields the poppies blow
    Between the crosses, row on row,
    That mark our place; and in the sky
    The larks, still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below.

    We are the Dead. Short days ago
    We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
    Loved and were loved, and now we lie
    In Flanders fields.

    Take up our quarrel with the foe:
    To you from failing hands we throw
    The torch; be yours to hold it high.
    If ye break faith with us who die
    We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
    In Flanders fields.

    John McCrae, May 1915         


  • Times; they are a-changin’.

    In some ways it’s exciting. As a technogeek, I love all of the new technology being developed, even as we become slaves to them. I’m mostly ok with that, although I could certainly use more time away from it, as my carpal tunnel and tendonitis will attest to!

    In today’s hustle and bustle, always-connected/never-truly-alone-with-your-own-thoughts society, things, especially common courtesies, are waning. Falling by the way-side. In general, we’re spending less time with our families and friends, and more time glued to a screen of some sort. We’re becoming anti-social because it’s so much quicker and easier to send a text than pick up the phone or meet face to face. I’m personally bad for that; I loathe speaking on the phone, and a quick text or text chat suits me just fine. It bothers me on a deep, buried level that I have become this way, but more than that I fear for the generations to come. Not so much my oldest daughter (the Teen), since she has a very active and varied social life, filled with some great characters (and probably some unsavory ones too), but my little one, who is 10 years her junior. If things are this bad at the beginning of the “iAge”, how will they be 10 years from now? Brrrr.

    I digress. The question is; what have we lost?

    For the most part, I see us losing the easy-going nature that we as Canadians have enjoyed, and presented to the world. I see us withdrawing into a simmering, surly mass of people who ignore the niceties of personal interactions. People who don’t hold the door open for you as you come in behind them. People who edge up so close to the car in front of them that you can’t merge into their lane. People who grunt, or mutter “yep”, or “uh huh” instead of saying “You’re welcome!” when we thank them.

    I say “in general”, but of course I realize it’s not all of us who have regressed so badly. You are here because you’re as concerned about retaining and regaining this as we are, after all, and that means you probably are one of the few people out there who still observe the manners and courtesies we’re touting here. You’re probably the kind of person who will pass this website along to friends, family, and teachers that you know (hint, hint… yes, I’m that subtle).

    The whole point of the Polite Canada Project (and no, we’re not going to call it “PCP”!) is to spread manners, kindness, Canadian-ness to our fellow Canucks coast-to-coast, and try to bring back the pride we should all be feeling as we each say (and I shamelessly steal this phrase):



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