Submitted by Geoffrey Dow on Sun, 2016-10-23 20:28
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Hysteria in the face of Peter Jackson's Fellowship of the Ring
(Notes on the dangers of reviewing adaptions of one's favourite books)
October 23, 2016, OTTAWA — The wonderful people behind the Internet Archive Wayback Machine have come to my rescue once again. This time, with perhaps less credit to my critical analysis of old, than when I recovered my powerful response to the "events of September 11 (2001)".
In truth, I'm a little embarrassed by what I found when I re-read my review of Peter Jackson's first Lord of the Rings film. It's a well-written piece, yes (if I do say so myself), but with an hysterical edge of panic that I think the past 15 years have shown to be more than a little misplaced.
It's safe to say that J.R.R. Tolkien's classic will continue to be read, and quite possibly long after Jackson's epic trilogy is no longer watched.
In any case, my original review, for good or for ill, is back online here. Do you think I went overboard?
Submitted by Geoffrey Dow on Sun, 2016-09-11 23:01
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Notes on the uneasy satisfaction of prescience
September 11, 2016, OTTAWA — This afternoon, I drove my sweetie to the airport. She's off to Europe for a couple of weeks, scratching her nomad's need to move. As we drove in, she noticed the Canadian flag flying above The MacDonald-Cartier International Airport's welcome sign was at half-mast. "Look at that!" she said, "I wonder who died."
It took me a moment, then I realized. "It's 9/11!"
And of course, that's who died, the special victims, our victims, to be mourned forever, because 15 years on, we are a nation at war. Sort of.
And I remembered that I had written what I thought was a pretty powerful piece of analysis not so long after the fact, and went looking for it when I returned home. Only to realize that, somehow, it was a piece of work no longer attached to my website. Somehow, gone, lord only knows when or how.
Thank god for Archive.org! There were my words (not to mention an even more primitive design than the one "gracing" my site now), preserved for posterity, and for me. Remind me to send them a donation.
In any event, what follows is (but for a half-dozen typos I could not resist correcting) exactly what I posted on October 8, 2001.
It is, if I do say so myself, almost frightening in its prescience. To quote H.G. Wells, writing (if memory serves) on the eve of the Second World War, "I told you so, you damned fools." Click here for my full, depressingly accurate look ahead from October 8, 2011.
Submitted by Geoffrey Dow on Fri, 2016-01-01 13:10
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Days 9 and 10: Sugar beaches and the General's gun
January 22, 2016, OTTAWA — Excuses: the day job, other writing, selecting photos, an internet outage, real life ...
All true, all inadequate. But here we are at last, come to the end of our Cuban adventures.
Click here for Day 9: Varadero Sands, our last full day in Cuba.
And here for Day 10: Adios to Cuba, in which I encounter a General and his gun.
Day 8: Last night in Havana
January 13, 2016, OTTAWA — Our last morning in Havana was our first evening in Varadero.
We learned that Cuba pumps oil on the sea shore, that good food isn't restricted to Santa Clara and Havana, and that we both looked forward to, and dreaded, the impending end of our journey.
Click here for Day 8: A hovel in the lap of luxury.
Day 7: Last night in Havana
December 20, 2015, OTTAWA — Our third full day in Havana was also our last; in the morning, we ship out to the beaches of Varadero.
But today? Today we returned to Habana vieja, riding instead of walking, visiting old forts, old streets and old cars.
Click here for Day 7: Cocotaxi, Habana Vieja & a '56 Ford Fairlane, and don't forget to play the video!
Day 6: Havana by day, Havana by night
January 10, 2016, OTTAWA — My Cuban diary continues, with our second full day in Havana.
As with the first, we walked, and we walked and we walked. No soldiers this time, but a shuttered Capitolio, the Old City, really scary street-food and Chinatown (yes, Chinatown!).
Click here for Day 6: Stormy weather on the Malecón.
Day 5: Soldiers on duty!
January 7, 2016, OTTAWA — My Cuban diary continues, with a report from our first full day in Havana.
Walking, walking, walking, we encountered smog and soldiers and monuments galore. And also, found ourselves back that the Viazul station, almost by accident.
Click here for Day 5: Schlepping in Havana.
Day 4: Adios! Santa Clara (Havana ho!)
January 6, 2016, OTTAWA — Life and work have got in the way of things. But here at last is the fifth entry (for the fourth day) of my Cuba diary.
The travellers come to Havana at last (and buy a pair of shorts)!
Click here for Day 4: Shopping in Havana.
Day 3: Che sera, sera
The Note that wasn't
January 1, 2016, OTTAWA — My diary for Day 3 is a bit of a cheat. I over-wrote the original and was forced to reconstruct it from memory and visual aids (ie, photos).
But I remember the day pretty well. We had our first introductions to the realities of Cuban bureaucracies and the limitations on freedom that Cubans have to deal with. We also spent time at the Che Guevara mausoleum and rode home in a horse-drawn taxi — no calèche, but a humble cart.
Click here for Day 3: Che sera, sera.
Submitted by Geoffrey Dow on Sun, 2015-12-27 20:19
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The Pedestrians' diaries, part 3
Day 2: The
chickens cats streets of Santa Clara
December 30, 2015, OTTAWA — Our first full day in Cuba was a day of walking, walking and walking. Policemen at their ease, chicken invasions, Che's cat and many other wonders did we find (not to mention a single horror: the Worst Spaghetti In the World).
Santa Clara turns out to be a lot like what we have heard Cuba is like - and very, very different.
Click here for Day 2: The
cat chickens streets of Santa Clara.
A Canadian abroad: Memories of Cuba, Part 2
Day 1: Airplanes, a Lada and food (glorious food!)
December 29, 2015, OTTAWA — Our introduction to Cuba included an ancient Russian automobile, the mysterious Cuban language of the highways, a lizard and an absolutely fantastic meal, belying everything we'd heard from those who had been to the island before us. A jet plane, a Lada and food! Glorious food!
A Canadian abroad: Memories of Cuba, Part 1
Security theatre of the absurd
December 27, 2015, OTTAWA — Before I get to Cuba, a few notes about the insanity that mascarades as Security at our airports. And believe me, it wasn't the Cubans who were ridiculous!
Security theatre of the absurd.
A Canadian abroad: Memories of Cuba, Part 0
December 27, 2015, OTTAWA — I imagine the word Cuba brings to mind all manner of things. To the historically-minded, it could be the Bay of Pigs, or the Cuban Missile Crisis. To the romantic, bearded Che and Fidel emerging from the jungles to over-throw the gangster dictator Batista. To automobile-aficionados, it is vast fleets of ancient Detroit steel and chrome still rolling. Even agronomists and ecologists have an interest, since Cuba is the first country to successfully transition from a "modern" industrial agricultural system to a more-or-less organic system.
A cop in Santa Clara talks with a woman. His relaxed body-language was pretty typical of those we saw in uniform during our visit.
Geopolitics was what first came to mind when I thought of that Caribbean island, but now that I have actually visited, the reality of people and places has pushed the abstract to the back of the bus. And what a reality!
Nine days don't make me an expert, but I think the experience was worth writing about — and worth reading. Click here for A Pedestrian's Diaries.
Submitted by Geoffrey Dow on Sun, 2015-10-18 15:55
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First (and second) thoughts on the election of Trudeau II
October 21, 2015, OTTAWA — The election of 2015 (or #Elexn42 as it was known on Twitter) has come and gone.
Personally, the results were an emotional roller-coaster. I was working when the results — a clean sweep for the Liberals, 32 out of 32 seats — came in from Atlantic Canada, so I was intellectually prepared for what was to come.
But emotionally? Not so much.
By the time the night was done, and the extent of the Liberal victory and the NDP's crushing defeat was laid bare on my father's ancient television screen, I was torn between rage and despair.
I couldn't even take any pleasure in knowing that Steven Harper's hate-filled and hate-fuelled regime had gone down to defeat. "Ding-dong! the witch is dead!" one of my fellow election watchers crowed, but I felt no joy, only a dread that Canadians had traded a nakedly brutal thug in thrall to the One Percent to a soft-spoken and smiling lisper who would make us enjoy the ongoing dismantling of liberty and democracy.
24 hours later? My sober first thoughts live behind the link: My schadenfreude, where it at?
The election cometh ...
Don't be fooled!
The Liberals have never been 'progressive'
Vote NDP (or even Green) on October 19th!
October 19, 2015, OTTAWA — Despite much of Canada's mainstream press' utterly shameful endorsements of Steven Harper's frankly fascist regime, it appears much of the country has rejected the former's campaign of fear-mongering and race-baiting.
Tragically, if the polls are to be believed, too many people have been convinced that Justin Trudeau's Liberal Party offers a genuine, 'progressive' alternative. Race-baiting aside, a Trudeau regime will give us only more corruption (see Dan Gagnier, and how far back his lobbying goes) and, worse, full-on acceptance of the ongoing corporate take-over.
Under a Trudeau government, the TPP will be a done deal; Bill C-51 will get — at very best — one or two merely cosmetic 'improvements' — and public services will be slashed some more in order to finance his promised deficit spending.
At the eleventh hour, I beg any and all of you who might read this: don't be taken in by the pretty face and the gentle words! Trudeau's Liberals differ from the Harperites only in their lack of xenophobia. When it comes to championing the rich and corporate power, they are every bit as extremist as the Conservatives.
I'll close with a few analyses you probably haven't seen elsewhere, but which might induce you to re-consider voting NDP (or even Green) if you've been thinking the Liberals offer a real chance at voting for change in 2015.
The historic record is clear. Please vote your conscience, please vote for your hopes and aspirations, not against your fears.