Thursday 27 August 2015

Bugged


CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!                                  August 28, 2015  
By author  Bryce A baker
Bugged
Living in the country with cattle and horses surrounding us, makes for a single torment that REALLY bugs me… and the horses, and the cattle.

They are over excessive in numbers to a point of wanting to lash out irrationally to swat them out of existence… no, not politicians. Mind you, that wouldn't be a bad idea in some cases.

They have three purposes in life: To have disgusting eating habits, have random sex with no relationship bonds, and to endlessly BUG me. Their unsolicited, continual swarming in my personal space should be restricted by law.

Now most of you may be thinking this subject is about my ex wives but no, they keep their distance. Just kidding… they don't have bad eating habits.
 
Boy, am I asking for rebuttal!!!!

Okay, back to subject at hand.
 
Working in the shop on a hot day, to relax with shirt off to gain a sense of mental stability through hobby diversion from the real world, gets a senseless annoyance by mindless germ carrying winged maggots. You can take a breath now! 

They seem to feed on disruption for some reason. Maybe it is because of me squashing so many of their pesky relatives. 

For a low cost, I seek revenge by encasing my surrounding area in sticky fly strips and enjoy them paying the price for shattering my fun time.  But like they say; live by the strip and suffer by the strip… every so often Rena has to remove a sticky tangle of my weapon of choice; one that has attacked back.

I am sure these nasty creatures have some purpose in this world, but are now being led by some head bug with a vengeance to make my life miserable.
Should I succumb to their attack or use a weapon of mass destruction, like Fly Bait? It is a moral struggle.

I understand from feedback that there are others out there in the same predicament as I. Shall this war on ‘Bugdom’ overwhelm us into submission or shall we keep swatting?
 
We have beaten mosquitoes by chemical and electronic weaponry. So why, with this state of the art intelligence, do we not have a cure for the common housefly?

Please... CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!

Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com

Thursday 13 August 2015

Racial Demise of Humanity


CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!           August 14, 2015
By author Bryce A Baker

Racial Demise of Humanity

Last Saturday there was an incident at a mall food court. The lone staff member responsible for final cleanup after closing to prepare for morning opening was involved. The mall had been closed for nearly a half an hour and so had the food court. Parents with a couple of kids were the solitary inhabitants of the food court. The children had finished their meals and were running around the court unsupervised. The staff member could not finish her duties because of two things; the dawdling inconsiderate parents and the children that were re-messing the court.  When the staff member asked the children to stop, they went to their parents to complain.

As a result, the parents complained to the mall manager stating the staff member was rude and was prejudice because they were First Nations.

First of all, I personally know the staff member and she is a conscientious, hard worker and is NOT racially prejudice.

Again I state; in all my years I have been strongly against prejudice of race, religion, sexual orientation, or any bias of unjustified garbage like what happened at the food court. Too many thousands of times I have been referred to as 'WHITE MAN' by ethnic bigots that were trying to curse their way out of an arrest. I DON"T CARE WHAT COLOR OR RACE THEY ARE!!!! Reverse prejudice is as deadly to society as what they say is segregating them.

I am sixty years old and as a child, had the privilege of learning bush skills from my native friends. Their spiritual understandings were not fully of my belief, but that didn't jeopardize our friendship and respect.

Through the years as a detective, I have witnessed thousands of sick social and racial conflicts lead by people that can't grow into a future of peace and resolve injustices that occurred on both sides from tens of decades ago. It has been stated to me dozens of times that ‘WHITE MAN LAWS’ don't apply to them.

I worked murder cases involving First Nations and found, as a whole, they were a considerate friendly people. I witnessed crimes within the Bands, of embezzlement of government supplied program grants that never made it to Band programs, or were dwindled to near nothing… BY BAND LEADERSHIP! I, unfortunately, could go far deeper.

So considering we pay taxes, have restricted hunting rights, are not self governed, do not have free education… and so on; why are WE the ‘bad guys’ ?

The parents in the mall food court have breached a prejudice taboo that has been destroying us as a whole, for far too long. ALL of us, no matter what color!

The staff member was subjected to a brutal, unqualified attack by the parents that are passing their prejudice on to their children.

By the way; The dad is a Band Chief.

WE, as a people, need to look at each other as humanity of a future generation and not a color wall of hate.


Please… CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!

Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com

Tuesday 4 August 2015

Common Sense for a Tomorrow

CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!                                                                                      July 31, 2015

Common Sense for a Tomorrow        


Looking back to 'teen hood', until I gained some maturity… last year, there is a definite lengthy period of stubborn antics contrary to elder advice. No matter how adamant my counselor or guide tried to hammer common sense into my head, I still ran headlong into my own self misguided establishment of stupidity.  Mind you out of the mentally tormented result, there was a lesson learned and a promise to myself to think more relatively… at least until the next headlong journey.


There is no better teacher than the experiences throughout life. How we react to pull ourselves out of events will dictate where and how our lives will be transformed.


Speaking as the self proclaimed poster child of 'doing things the hard way', I have to admit, if there was the opportunity to relive what has been, stubbornness would still be leading me to do the same mistakes again.


Now that you are thinking 'what in heck am I talking about?' NOTE: I was going to say 'hell' but Rena says I shouldn't, so taking her advice I said heck instead. I am on the road to maturity!


Anyway… having raised children, the subject of lecturing them to relay how not to make similar mistakes frequently surfaces for a duel of words and psychological torment, because they just don't seem to get the picture. Either they don't understand the dangers they taunt or they see that ‘Well, you did it when you were younger!’


Seriously though; Since having a career of responsibility, I have witnessed thousands of mistakes contrary to advice given the callow mind that the resulting damage could have been avoided. Teaching one's own children the dangers can be frustrating at times. Seeing them get hurt is catastrophic.


Just one example is, over the years I have given talks to graduating students about the dangers of drugs or alcohol and driving. I could talk myself blue to them, but the same carnage happens every year. What they do as teens will affect the rest of their lives, pro or con. Showing them what could happen seems to fall dramatically short of being absorbed as common sense.


Persistently there are sights from vehicle accidents investigated burnt into my memory. These people weren't friends, or relatives, they were people that never listened to advice to be careful.  


If you have a son or daughter… or grandchild, to get them to, through and beyond graduation, please emphasize they have a future with common sense embedded, uncompromized.

Please... CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!

Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com