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It is sometimes interesting to look down on the vast canvas that is human existence. Trying to perceive the complex tangle of woven son over thousands or even millions of years. A simple change of mood from the smallest of us can have catastrophic consequences or not, totally wonderful.

That taking into account the six degrees of separation between every human being, my mood can and will influence the people, who will transmit it, factor in the bus driver through the host of open lines. Certainly there are people insensitive to all the brouhaha, but insensitivity is not without affecting the people around them. Hence the importance of cultivating virtue.

I was amused recently become aware of the reactions that could lead people to my house, and the chain reaction that could cause. When I serve drinks at tables, I am entitled to a range of interactions with people. The impatient grumbling, the pretentious Parisian accent, the lonely bar in search of love, the legion of undecided and tribes - those who travel in large groups, trying to get a place in locations small and already-filled, all provide me with sufficient evidence to observe small scale myself carry a larger scale and take the pulse of the world. Every interaction creates the world. First, by the individual, then the interactions of individuals in small, then in larger groups, up to planetary group, some individuals with more or less influence on more or fewer individuals.


But think again. Even the smallest of us, I repeat, has an infinite potential influence. Quebec is in turmoil "ethnic" for: 1) a tinted window 2) A ham sandwich, 3) 20 minutes from pool 4) A prenatal 5) A rumor on veiled voting and some other trifles like that. This does not mean that the debate should not occur. Just as the smallest silliness, if it finds the right channel of communication and agglomerate with other small trifles, can cause something big.

Imagine, for a few minutes, the possible consequences of your every move during a day. Your morning smile may have contaminated the day of hundreds, even thousands of person (eg if you take the subway). Ditto for your chronic bad mood. Think about the social implications of pervasive and horrible perfume in a crowded subway at 8 am. Gestures or touching beauty. Your attitude may have been impact into a newsroom or a meeting room of the Ministry of Defence.

I do not know how to conclude this post. I'm going to smoke.

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experimental test on Poverty (Part Four)

I know, I know, it was very, very long. First, the work, then a nasty bronchitis, and then an indescribable who robbed me of any desire to write (my next post will talk more fully). I still had to go through with this test. He may still leave something good. And I finally slept all of my thoughts on the matter.

The military-industrial poverty.

image from the site Theage.com.au

Industry

poverty Poverty is the battleground of the military industrial complex of poverty. On the one hand, the industry of poverty, ie the charities and their donors, meaning many people and especially businesses. Their goal, feel good while obscuring any real possibility of eliminating what they need, ie a mass of poor (about 15% of a given population) for applying a continuous downward pressure on wages and working conditions. The industry of poverty, as the industry "at large", has many resources and much media exposure. She continues to believe that the mass poor are by choice, without regard to the physiological principles that I mentioned in my previous posts.

Photo from www.csn.qc.ca

Armies of poverty

On the other hand, the military complex of poverty: agencies advocacy. They also hold information and want to radiate, but as the left, in their way. Exit the stars and are the poor themselves who must break free. Exit the glamorous, the truth must be served raw. Exit the idea of going to gather a critical mass of poor people to hit the collective consciousness, we are fighting in dribs and drabs and always in response to new policies. It speaks its own language rather than the mass. And it is leading the fight in the same way forty years ago, despite the accumulation of defeats and setbacks.

It must be said that both sides of the military-industrial poverty, there are tons of people who become poor if there was more poverty. And tons of people who digest their dinner before the evil reality.

And the poor themselves?

Meanwhile, the poor live literally at the gates of hell. 1 year and a half out of the top FCPASQ and 6 months in their daily Hochelaga rub me, first gave my first white hair, then made aware that the reality behind the statistics, already bleak, would could drive me crazy as it was an inhuman intensity.

Every day, our governments inflict or allow our own citizens to suffer the tortures physical and psychological make if you fall short of financial resources, you only have a few months before beginning to suffer from mental disorders and diseases that you do not even know existed. Our poor are not fat cats. Certainly, there a. But I assure you on my mind that the percentage of wealthy who use tax schemes to cram a lot is higher than welfare recipients who are robbing the government. And God knows that in one case, do constitute a situation of life or death. And one of the two groups grows with nearly a quarter (or more) of the overall budget of the Quebec state. Yet when we talk to legislate, which group is the one scoop?

poverty leads to disease. The disease is costly to the state. Lack of training is also expensive. But as some people must think, if we let the poor die sooner or later they will Pogner something that will infect us. Then we did the minimum. It clogs up the health system but there are a thousand other reasons that the system is sick, for fear of triggering mass hysteria against the poor against the rich or themselves. When we need public money, they say "tighten the screws", it reassures the public but it kills people.

Many of you will surely give time, money or food baskets for Christmas or the Breakfast Club in the coming weeks. Maybe you do regularly. I am not telling you not to do so, as I could a few years ago. Just so you know this: when you do, the State withdrew a little more immediate assistance to the poor. Certainly, there will be immediate relief from hunger, loneliness, but the following year will be tougher. Then that charity is the most good?

In closing, enjoy:

I FELL SU'L BS!
based on a game created by the Collective for a Poverty-Free

You fall on welfare, then, like that in the situation where you are. They give you $ 550 the first month and you have the right to earn $ 200 in your month. There are more job in your field and your pantry is empty (I'll leave the condiments), no margin or credit card. You're a real poor.

Post me a comment in which you give me, broadly-speaking, your daily budget on the following model.

1st: $ 400 rent, hydro $ 75, $ 30 groceries ($ 505) remains $ 50
2: $ 25 phone is $ 25

and so on.

See how many days with your current obligations, you could survive.


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quest for meaning.

I entered a strange period. Suddenly, I had the strong impression that what I witnessed in our world, in society, the blogosphere was a mock soap opera. A soap which has lasted for millennia, even millions of years.

Wars, dominant-dominated ideologies brebisme (sic), oppression, misery, blinders, here the daily human forever. Certainly there are some very nice things happening here, there's always been. Drops in the ocean, though.

Ever get the feeling that today, the Devil has a lot more lawyers than others? I do. It makes me seriously kids, internally, to see the big play the victim and small pass for the wicked. As in the toune.

I looked for meaning through the defense of others, some criticism of the world, through the political space, all that I found only disappointment and frustration.

There are few months, I was thinking the possibility for me to pay no attention to human folly, the crappy it creates. It was not possible. I quickly fell into the trap of everyday evil fucking humanity. Reasonable accommodation, youth Adéquiennes (thank you Chapleau), rotten governments and voters just as rotten. I tried to understand, find, unsuccessfully, a sense of it all.

I could not even write, lack of understanding.

Yesterday, I suggested an exercise to do for a few weeks. Stop looking for meaning, even happen to believe that there is none. To empty of meaning and ahead in life without this constant questioning.

Observer, simply, the ADQ to the illustration of what we've already been there a few million years, the PQ entangled in his quest for power, and entertained the people pulled from all sides that can ask better questions than "the weather tomorrow" or "we condemn a politician for his past corruption while corruption could still all levels of government?", or "who will stay in the Loft ? etc..

Observer and refrain of seeking meaning.

I said recently that since curd was running for the ADQ County Bourget, I would offer my services to the Parti Quebecois to make him fight. Well, I did. I contacted a few people with access to the Head office to inform them of my interest, then I learned that the media would Maka Kotto man of the situation. I'm fine. As I said in my surroundings, politics has always interested me, but I do not want to play the dirty game to enter. I'm not interested enough . I always preferred my integrity before power. That was the update for those who had read my post titled "rejection". Not bitterness, just a feeling of lightness.

So I start looking for nonsense. It's been two days since I dedicated myself seriously, and life is more awfully funny. I feel like an old man sitting on his balcony watching TV today with his old station black and white 60s and is said aloud, it makes no sense. And he laughed.

is a beautiful exercise of clean slate. Which, according to my advisors should enlighten me on the following things for me. Out of my head can not hurt me. It will certainly make interesting posts.

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