Troubling Times

As I am sure, everyone is aware that it is election time to the south of us.  I am not a conservative nor liberal.  I guess you could say I am a 'classical liberal'.

In life I consider myself a born-again Christian, I vote for life, whatever actions support protection of the most innocent in all cases.  The promotion of life.  Hence: I see no contradiction (nor is there any) between standing for the death penalty and being against abortion on demand.

All that aside, I have been well aware since my political awakening in the late eighties that the MSM has mostly promoted and supported leftist idea's.  That's okay, I have learned decades back how to read the news, much like people in the old Soviet Union knew how to read Pravda.  Its not what they say, it's what they don't say.

As a Christian blogging, I try to stay away from blatantly political posts however:  I am troubled by this new development.  The MSM to our south has followed our CBC here in Canada by going 'all-in' for one side in the political scene.  Shameful.

But it is what it is.  Hence, I am sharing this.  I have no idea if anyone reads this.  I have been blogging on and off since 2003 and truthfully, have no idea if anyone has really ever read anything I have wrote.  Doesn't matter, Its like writting a diary.  Its okay if no one reads it.

However: I do encourage you (if you are there) to read this article.  Good luck, 'the crazy years' are getting more interesting...   js

https://accordingtohoyt.com/2020/10/21/you-cant-stop-the-signal-mal/

“Would anyone encounter difficulty understanding why such a decree would constitute dangerous corporate censorship? Would Democrats respond to such a policy by simply shrugging it off on the radical libertarian ground that private corporations have the right to do whatever they want? To ask that question is to answer it.”

“To begin with, Twitter and particularly Facebook are no ordinary companies. Facebook, as the owner not just of its massive social media platform but also other key communication services it has gobbled up such as Instagram and WhatsApp, is one of the most powerful companies ever to exist, if not the most powerful.”

Phil and Margie

 I found these notes while doing a search for my Theses this morning.  These were notes I jotted down and an aide-memories on return from New Hampshire after Phil's funeral in Sept 2009.  Barb and I went out to visit Margie two years later, we never made a planned second trip as Margie died a few years later.

"Phil (Vanesse): born in Wilmington Vermont, 71 years back (Feb 10th 1937), Mother died at birth, father died when quite young (crushed in a building collapse when Phil was five.  Estranged from family after death of grandparents who had raised him) Joined Navy at 19, met Margie hitchhiking (Margi was driving and gave him a ride), got out of Navy for 89 days then re-joined, served 22 years plus a tour in Vietnam 69-70.  Traveled around the world on the USS Wasp (aircraft carrier) in the early 60’s (soon after the wall went up).  Liked bench shooting and motorcycles and hunting moose, a punctual man and some said “a man’s man”.

 

Margie (nee Barry): born in Peterborough New Hampshire 72 years ago (Nov 24 1935), Mother died while a young woman, parents were antique dealers.  Married Phil in early twenties lived in Spain for 3.5 years in the early 60’s (while Phil was posted there with Navy).  Visited Puerto Rico once to teach a course on a product she was selling.  Enjoys antiques and making blankets (crocheting I think).

Lost their daughter who drowned while in care of Margi’s parents at age three," (Brenda Grace 1960-63 RIP) "Margi stated that this ended her faith.  I keep thinking that their anniversary was Jan 30^th 1960 but am not sure (I wrote it in my travel Bible then left it for Margi).

 12 Aug: Margi phoned and told us the Phil was gone; Barb and I discussed it and believed that one of us should be there, due to Bab’s commitments I was to go.  Left home at 2230hrs by road with Kiki’s car for Minneapolis, fog and rain, very stressful, difficult to see roadway signs in and north of the city but made it to the airport on time.    Flew from Minneapolis 0640 13 Aug to Philadelphia then to arrive in Boston around 1430, drove to Milton met Marge and her hairdresser and went to their home, went for supper with Peg and Jon, didn’t get to bed until almost midnight."

 As I mentioned in a previous post.  Phil and Margie were like an extra set of parents to Barb and I while I was travelling.  They faithfully phoned Barb every couple of weeks and sent packages for the kids.  Why?  I don't know.  

We met them in July 1988 at Mount Rushmore, when Barb and I pulled in we parked beside a blue and silver Harley Davidson (same colour as ours) and when we came back to the bike there they were.

On the note above there were also notations of some extended family.  Phil and Margie had no surviving children of their own.

I miss them.  js