Showing posts with label hippies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hippies. Show all posts

Thursday, August 07, 2014

Canada's Green Party sides with the Haters


Paul Estrin has learned that the Green Party, despite a claim of neutrality, has no tolerance for party officials who express contempt for Gaza's Hamas leadership, or support for Israel's right to defend itself when attacked.  Estrin, who last week was the President of Canada's Green Party, last month posted a 2,200 word blog entry on the party website on 'why Gaza makes me sad.'  He made a point of condemning the Hamas leadership for hiding in shelters while encouraging it's civilian population to remain in place and suffer casualties from Israeli attacks on rocket launch sites in civilian areas.

The Party received numerous complaints from party members, many of whom threatened to withdraw their memberships and financial support.  Leader Elizabeth May was quick to distance herself from Estrin.

Estrin has resigned his position as Green Part President. The party says Estrin's resignation has no connection to his blog post.  And if you believe that, I have a Green Party Memberhip application form for you to fill in.  They like credulous fools over there.

My own personal position on the Green Party is that it's made up of well-meaning, credulous fools whose thinking processes must be mostly of the 'wishful' sort. I shouldn't be surprised that it's supporters were so largely swayed by the overwhelmingly anti-Israeli news coverage in Canada.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

SIGNS, The 5 Man Electrical Band

So I'm out on the back deck behind my little country house today enjoying a cup of coffee when the original version of 'Signs' by the 5 Man Electrical Band comes on the radio. I start singing along.

I've always enjoyed that song.

Until I got to the line about the sign to keep trespassers out, and "Man, you're some kind of sinner." I thought about scraping up the down payment to buy my 3.9 acres of country-side, going deeply into debt to build the house, and the years of hard work I put in to afford it. Then I thought of myriads of random strangers walking through, squatting, eating my wildberries and (inevitably) leaving their garbage littered all over the property.

And I thought, "Damned right, you fuckin hippies."