Tuesday, April 27, 2021

Commenters

I think this is a genuine mental health issue.

Ever since the pandemic began, people are commenting on news sites... all the time!

I think some commenting is okay.

But some people are now commenting several times a day. We see it a lot.

The things some people say are ...hmmmm... what's the word. CRAZY!

Just last week our company decided that commenting is going too far, with nasty accusations and bullying.

So they made a decision that no more commenting will be allowed on our Facebook Page.

Wow, people were angry. It's like that's all some people have to do.

Interestingly, our LIKEs went up by 27 per cent and there was a 103 per increase in website traffic. 

Well I guess the crazies will have to find a new hobby like sniffing out horseshit in the park. 

When it comes to dealing with whacked out nutjobs, I guess I am not too sensitive. 

Look below at some of the comments that have come through in the past week.

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They are LITERALLY lying about a pandemic that DOES NOT EXIST AT ALL...just to push their Maoist ideologies. Hope you see how YOU, the media, is complicit in this lie.

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What an absolute joke. We don't even need lockdowns or anything because THERE IS NO VIRUS! This is ALL a lie.


Absolute tyranny and overreach....beyond belief.

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Oh, look. A death. Guess what? VAERS only reports about 1% of adverse events...including deaths!! So whatever VAERS shows, you can best believe those numbers are x100.


Wait until people start getting their 2nd inoculations....that's when the cytokine storms begin within and your cells begin to attack your own cells and THEY DIE. Your cells die...YOU DIE. Or, "cancer" develops....because all "cancer" is IS dead cells unable to be purged from the body due to the lymphatic system (the sewer system aka your adrenals, kidneys, liver, etc) UNABLE TO FILTER OUT YOUR TOXINS BECAUSE, due to bad habits, poor diet, etc; YOU HAVE DESTROYED THESE ORGANS!!!!!!!!!!!!


Time to wake up, folks. Big pharma is a cartel and they need you sick so they can keep you as a CUSTOMER and pillage your soul and money.

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There is NO pandemic. There is a FRAUD that is being perpetuated by you, the media propagandists, following the orders of government, who listen to the satanic and fraudulent big pharma cartel!!


There it is in a nutshell...you are psychologically TRAUMA BONDED to all 3!!


Come over to the side of truth...yeah, you will get mad you been lied to....but, life is SO MUCH BETTER when you are FREED FROM LIES.

Sunday, April 25, 2021

Moving soon ...

 We had a clean-up day at the office on Elgin Street recently because our whole team is moving out of the building at 158 Elgin Street. The Northern Life paper ... the forerunner to Sudbury.Com, was established here nearly 50 years ago. Things have changed quite a bit, especially since our local news service is now entirely digital. Still I am pleased to be still working with a really bright team of young journalists. I am easily the oldest person on the team, something that I enjoy because I like telling stories from "back in the day" when we used film in our cameras and wrote stories on paper inserted into
typewriters! LOL

Tuesday, April 20, 2021

Got my shot!

 Well this is a good week so far. I had signed up a few weeks back for a vaccine to be delivered through a local pharmacy. It was the AstraZeneca vaccine. The sign-up was easy, but several days passed and I had no word back from the pharmacy. So I went online and signed up with the Ministry of Health to get the Moderna Vaccine. That too was easy and the vaccine day was set for Thursday April 22. Then suddenly on Sunday I got a text on my phone to respond to the pharmacy. So I did. Come by on Monday morning at 10:40 they said. So I did. It was just like going to get a flu shot. The needles are incredibly sharp, so you don't even feel it being jabbed. Anyone who has a tattoo will know that some needles can be painful. 

So that was all good. The pharmacy was in Val Caron so I dropped by to see Jenn and have a wonderful cup of coffee. It was nice to get caught up and to chat. Unfortunately, with the COVID-19 lockdown in Ontario, Tyler and Nate were temporarily out of work.

This will be a longer week that usual because I have to cover off on the weekend, but the good part is that I will be off four days in a row next week. Right now I am watching NBC news online to see what the verdict will be in the Derek Chauvin murder trial. Whatever happens it will be interesting for sure. 

Wednesday, April 07, 2021

Air ambulance memories

I had to write a blog post for work about the creation of Ontario's Air Ambulance system.

I am reposting it here:


There was a discussion on social media recently about the importance of the air ambulance service in Ontario. It is operated by Ornge, a not-for-profit corporation that was formerly known as the Ontario Air Ambulance Corporation. 

Ornge aircraft, crew and medical personnel helped provide COVID-19 vaccines to several remote First Nations communities across the North earlier this winter. 

I remember covering air ambulance stories back in the 1970s just before the Ontario government decided to create and fund a formal air ambulance service, which was primarily done to serve remote areas in Northern Ontario.

One winter afternoon I took a phone call at the regional office of CKSO TV in Timmins. I was offered a ride on a "medivac" flight that would soon be leaving Timmins to bring a patient to Toronto. I was told I could write a story about medivacs in general, but I could not identify the patient. 

I had been waiting for this as some northern leaders were pushing to have a formal air ambulance service created. 

A medivac flight was not an uncommon thing at the time. If you lived in Northern Ontario and needed medical attention in Toronto, arrangements would be made to get you on the next commercial flight out. 

The patient paid. Sometimes, insurance would cover the cost. In urgent cases, it was also known that Texas Gulf Canada, a mining company with a substantial operation at the Kidd Mine, would provide its corporate jet to transport patients to Toronto. 

In the case of this winter medivac, there was an urgent need to get a patient with a brain tumour out to a Toronto hospital. The only aircraft available that afternoon was a de Havilland Twin Otter operated by Austin Airways, which was based in Timmins in those days. (Austin would play a much larger role in the history of Ontario air ambulance in years to come.)

As instructed, I presented myself at the Austin hangar, the largest structure at the Timmins Airport back then. 

In those days, one could walk into an airline hangar and walk around. If the pilots and ground crew knew you, there was no problem. I soon found that a Twin Otter was being prepped for a flight. So I walked over and chatted with the crew. 

I enjoyed this because I was raised in an RCAF (Royal Canadian Air Force) family. As a kid, I spent a few years at the base at RCAF Downsview, which was home to Canada's de Havilland aircraft plant. 

As a typical entitled air force brat, I was pleased to hang around the hangars on weekends and after school, where I quickly learned everything a 10-year-old could possibly know about the de Havilland fleet and every other aircraft being flown by the RCAF. 

Back at the Austin hangar, I saw that several rows of seats were removed to accommodate a hospital stretcher. It didn't take long to have the plane ready, pushed outside and fuelled up. 

A land ambulance arrived with a registered nurse, a young woman. Two ramp attendants man-handled the stretcher and placed it on the floor of the plane. This was the only time I was allowed to shoot a photo. 

The patient's head was barely visible. He had a white bandage covering part of his head and face. He was covered in heavy blankets. It was a cold day out there. 

Once inside the plane, the door slammed shut and the pilots began taxiing toward the runway. It was noisy. Inside the plane, there was a strong odour of airplane fuel. It was cold. 

The nurse asked about heat. A member of the air crew apologized, saying there wasn't much heat to be expected. The nurse was bundled in a heavy coat, sitting on a piece of cardboard on the floor next to the patient. She had a heavy kit bag with her that one assumes held a variety of medications.

The plane took off and we were airborne on a three-hour flight to Toronto. 

It was still cold inside the plane. The patient was lying on his side and we could see he was shivering. The air crew guys took off their down-filled parkas and covered the patient. Another blanket was found in the cargo area at the back of the plane. The nurse thanked them. 

Another embarrassing moment occurred some time later. We noticed liquid gathering on the floor beside the stretcher. The patient was urinating. We were not even sure he was awake. The crew gathered up some paper and cardboard to cover the urine.

As the sky darkened, the pilots informed us we would soon be arriving in Toronto. We learned that air traffic control at Pearson Airport was giving us priority clearance. One of the pilots said this is only done in emergency situations. 

The pilots allowed me to stand behind them looking out the forward cockpit window as they made their final approach. It was bizarre, yet somehow thrilling, to see huge jumbo jets and other giant airliners taxiing away from the main runway to make room for our little plane. 

The Twin Otter turboprop came gliding in, almost in slow motion, to set down on the massive runway. This was an airplane more adept at landing on gravel airstrips in the far north than setting down at Canada's largest airport. We taxied away to a general aviation hangar and fuel station. 

Then, the blue and white land ambulance rolled up near the plane, the patient and the nurse transferred to the ambulance and the rest of us got out to grab coffee and visit the men's room.  

The flight home was uneventful, but I had a fresh story about some of the reasons why Ontario could use a formal air ambulance service.

One of the movers and shakers pushing Queen's Park back in those days was Kapuskasing mayor Rene Piche, who was also a member of the Northeastern Ontario Municipal Association (NEOMA). Piche was a vocal advocate for the creation of the air ambulance service and was pleased when Premier Bill David agreed to do it in 1977.

The province purchased several Hughes helicopters known as Bandage One, Two, Three and Four that became early versions of the Ontario Air Ambulance service.

Within two years, Timmins was back in the limelight when Austin Airways stepped up the game with Ontario's first ever jet air ambulance.

I remember the day that the plane arrived in Timmins, fresh from Wichita, Kansas. It was a Cessna Citation business jet, fully loaded and outfitted as a flying critical care unit. There was Rene Piche shaking hands with Austin Airways president Stan Deluce as the jet was presented to the media and public. 

Len Gillis is a Local Journalism Initiative reporter at Sudbury.com, covering health care in Northern Ontario. The Local Journalism Initiative is funded by the federal government.  


Sunday, March 28, 2021

Not a good place for kids

 It's okay I think when people go out to protest when they believe something is wrong. That's how it was in Sudbury this week when a group of people were outside city hall protesting the provincial lockdown rules. Sounds good right? Yeah except that one family brought young children to the event. I don't think this is the sort of place to include children. Especially when all the adults were walking around with masks ... maybe exposing kids to the virus.  I have been to a lot of protests. Things can go wrong. Kids Children should not be there.



Wednesday, March 24, 2021

My hip

 I walked... or limped ... into the office this morning in one hell of a grumpy mood. My left hip was sore again. I said it was going to rain. I was right. I had no idea what the forecast was, but I can tell when a rainstorm is coming. It has to be some form of arthritis and so I was indeed sore.  It is evening now and it is raining. 

Two aspirins later and I was fine, but my hip has been tender all day. I figured I would write it about it because I have not written a damned thing here on this blog so far this month. I think I could write a book about some many things, but with the pandemic, I get lazy.

I come home, think about supper, get bored with that and then carry on with a cup of tea and some cookies. I have hardly touched my cache of whiskey, but I have had a few nice sips of Johnny Walker Black and some Chivas Regal. I really think I am more partial to the blended whiskies than I am to the single malts.  

I have to report that I visited Jennifer on the weekend and it was nice just to sit down and get caught up on things. She is well, but she is missing her hairstylist. Jenn always looks great but admitted she has been busy finding and plucking a few grey hairs. 

Some really great news is that Victoria is soon coming back home to Northern Ontario. She has landed a job at the hospital and should be starting soon. Just as good news is that her boyfriend Alex is also coming to work and live in Sudbury. Family gatherings are just going to be better than ever. 

In the meantime, I will struggle with this stupid sore hip. I might going sniffing around the dumpsters at the hospital to see if they're throwing out any old hips...


Monday, February 22, 2021

Something special

 He we are in the midst of the worst thing of the 2st century, this awful pandemic where thousands of people around the world are dying, and our little family group here in Northern Ontario is given the gift of life.  I can’t help but be glad for Dara and Nate. Yes it was a surprise but I think it has lifted us up to realize that suddenly we have something so special that has raised our spirits and given us a sense of caring that maybe we didn’t realize. 

I was so pleased this week to hold this tiny little person in my arms to feel him breathing, to feel his heart beating, to feel him squirm and hear his little voice demanding more food and attention. This is something to cherish and be thankful for.

Monday, January 18, 2021

I like SPAM!

 I was explaining this to Jennifer a couple of days ago, so I should share it here. I have been reading like crazy lately. One of the books I came across was a World War II novel where it described how several of the U.S. soldiers in the story were eating a Hormel canned meat product called SPAM. Well that got my attention because when I was a kid, we ate SPAM at home. 

Maybe it's a military thing. I liked it when I was a kid, but honestly I never bought it before as an adult. There was an occasion many, many years when I was on a canoe trip -- with some military guys -- and sure enough we had SPAM among our rations. I loved it. It tasted great. So fast forward to Christmas 2020 and I was out grocery shopping when I noticed SPAM. So I bought a can, took it home and made a few sandwiches. I loved it! Yeah, so now I am a spam guy. I have even fried up a couple of slices with fried eggs, beans and toast. Love it! 

Then last week I was reading another novel, also World War II, but by a different author. The story line was about RAF bomber squadrons flying out over the North Sea chasing Nazi merchant ships. At one point after a terribly cold and bitter patrol, the fellows returned to base to have hot tea and SPAM sandwiches. It was their comfort food! I was so pleased to read that. So now I have sandwiches at least once a week, but I know I will have to look up some recipes and expand my culinary opportunities. 

Friday, January 15, 2021

Happy 60th baby sister ...

 Had a nice quick chat with Debra on Friday... she had company and there was a hockey game on. So our usual long chat was cut short. But it was nice to wish her a happy birthday. She asked if I remembered the day she was born. I did. It was a bitterly freezing cold day in Portage La Prairie, Manitoba in 1961. Dad piled the three boys into the station wagon and we drove down onto the frozen lake where we could see Mom and the new baby sister in the hospital window. 

This week I did something memorable in the sense that I think I was falling behind and had to catch up. I have some beautiful new crystal whiskey glasses that I got for Christmas. I was putting Christmas things away Thursday night when I noticed the glasses. Figured, what the heck. Let's try 'em out. Then I realized that this was the first glass of whiskey I had enjoyed in the new year. Yes I had a drink on New Year's Eve, but I was in bed before midnight (Thank you COVID restrictions).

So I poured myself a nice double shot of Chivas and sat back to really enjoy the evening. Ha ha ha. Again I was in bed before midnight. 


Sunday, January 10, 2021

Hope and pray for better days ...

 So here is the first post of the new year and I have to say I am still baffled by what happened in Washington DC this week when protesters stormed the Capitol building. I can't say I am totally surprised but I was sure startled when I sat with two of my co-workers in the newsroom and we began calling up various video news feeds of the pro-Trump gang rioting. It was like watching a bizarre movie. It was to be expected I suppose given that the U.S. president has a serious mental health problem and was acting out to encourage his followers to take action and stop the election confirmation vote in Congress. Trump called out his own vice-president Mike Pence, who refused to take illegal action. 

Anyway, there are 10 days left and then Mr. Biden becomes Mr. President. I don't think the next 10 days are going to be completely peaceful. Okay so this is not a judgement thing, but I honestly think a lot of Trump followers have mental illness issues as well. They seem to believe anything and are willing to follow the cult leader like he is a new age Jim Jones. Let's hope and pray for better days in America.  

Thursday, December 31, 2020

A good Christmas eh

Christmas morning at Scott and Jennifer's place was like a postcard. I loved all that new snow. It was so quiet and peaceful and cold enough to make you bundle up. I arrived on Christmas Eve and stayed over for the night.

It was great that all the gang from our social circle was there. It was nice to spend time with them and just talk with people again.

One of the best things was a jug curling event organized by Scott on the rink behind the house. We had so much fun. I think it is definitely a new Christmas tradition for the Alexander house.

It was the perfect way to put aside all the frustrations and worries of 2020.  Denise, Victoria and Christine also organized a game day in the garage, which was a bit hit.

We also had a fabulous dinner thanks to Denise and Don who cooked everything at their place and then brought all the food out to Val Caron.

If there is one good thing from the pandemic, I think it is that it made us appreciate how nice it is when we can all get together.












Wednesday, December 09, 2020

Spoiling myself ...

 I wasn't sure what to make for supper tonight but after visiting the grocery store after work, and also after a haircut, I saw some excellent McIntosh Apples. I rushed home and whipped up an apple crisp... using Aunt Sadie's recipe. Well, actually it is my take on her recipe where I add a cup of cranberries. It was just so good. I even cut several slices of cheddar cheese to go with it, the way you add cheese to apple pie.  I was thinking of ice cream but since it was supper after all, I went to with the cheese. Just excellent. I actually ate a third of the baking dish... that was two helpings. Can't wait for breakfast!


Tuesday, December 08, 2020

A legend ...

Being an aviation buff, I was saddened to learn of the death of Chuck Yeager this week. He was indeed a legend and in 1947 was the first human to fly through the sound barrier. This was at a time when people didn't know what would happen to anything moving that fast. It was an amazing time in aviation history when people were flying faster and higher than ever before. He was a test pilot at a time when people were learning for the first time just how wild and crazy flying could be. Yeager was also a WW2 ace and in one case, shot down five enemy planes in one day! By the way, Glennis was Yeager's wife.

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Numbers

I am not a math major by any means.

But this is working looking at.

161 million people voted in U.S. election.

Ten per cent of that is 16.1 million.

One per cent of that is 1.6 million.

One tenth of one per cent is 160,000 votes.

Trump supporters claim nearly 142,000 wrong votes were cast.

That's LESS than one tenth of one per cent.

Let that sink in. One TENTH of ONE per cent. 

I am okay with that. 

Saturday, November 21, 2020

A presidential memoir

So within 24 hours after its release, Barack Obama’s new book a promised land sold roughly 890,000 copies this week. It is believed to be the highest ever opening day sale of a memoir of a U.S. president in modern history.
Associated press reports that copies are flying off the shelves and the publisher Penguin Random House is doing its best to keep up. 
Interestingly by comparison, Bill Clinton’s book My Life had opening day sales of about 400,000 and George W. Bush’s book Decision Points had opening day sales of 220,000.
This is the kind of book that should be distributed in colleges and universities so that young people can learn what it means to be presidential. 

Friday, November 20, 2020

The death president

President Trump's legacy is that he will be known as the Death President. I have tried to avoid commenting on him since he was defeated in the U.S. election. It upsets me that he is trying everything he can to overturn the popular vote. It is even more baffling that the Republicans seem to be going along with it. There was a time one could be proud of being an active member of the Republican party. Now it is an embarrassment. What is wrong with those people?
With Trump refusing to concede and fighting the Biden transition team, he is deliberately putting more Americans at risk. He does nothing to help. He is a do-nothing guy. People are dying. Not just hundreds of people, but hundreds of thousands of people. More than a quarter of a million Americans have died of COVID-19 on his watch. This will be Trump's legacy. The death president. 
During the time of president Herbert Hoover, in the 1930s, any small shantytown that housed poor people became known as Hooverville. I am thinking that overcrowded cemeteries will become known as Trumpville.

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Canada's national war memorial is the best

 Have to say Canada's national war memorial is one of the most dynamic I've ever seen. A lot of these memorials around the world are just hunks of fancy granite. Canadians can be proud of this amazing sculpture in downtown Ottawa, topped by the symbolic bronze figures of Peace and Freedom.

 I remember when I first saw it I was about 10 years old and I stared at it for the longest time, just admiring the faces and grimaces of the exhausted soldiers busting through the gates, moving forward in apparent victory. Maybe they were just glad to be getting back home. But this sculpture is much more. There are sailors, airmen and even highlanders. There are nurses, stretcher bearers, artillerymen on horseback pulling a battlefield caisson and a cannon; 22 figures in all. What a fabulous tribute to all the amazing Canadians - the men and women-  who fought for our Peace and Freedom. 

(Photo Credit: Alan MacLeod

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Boots!

Okay, so I guess I have been bitten by the boot bug. I was searching online earlier this year for some winter boots. I like the pull-on style and had some good ideas of what I liked. Then I saw western boots. Now I confess that over the years I have always thought of buying myself a pair of "Cowboy Boots". I have always like them, ever since I was a kid. When we moved to Manitoba -- or went out west as people would say -- My Grandma MacLean bought me a pair. They were black with white details and I really liked them. 

Anyway, back to the present. I was searching around in Amazon and saw some pop up on the screen. So I began a bit of research and found that as footwear, western boots are usually better made and use better materials than most other boots and shoes. They are also touted as being unusually comfortable.  That could explain why the price is usually significantly more than other boots and shoes. I think they're kind of cool, especially since your jeans cover most of the boot and you don't really notice them unless you look hard. 

My research also found that some of the best made boots -- Boulet Boots -- are made here in Canada.  They have fans around the world, they hardly do any marketing and their boots are expensive, usually starting at about $300 a pair and going to more than $1,000. 

I opted for some U.S. made boots and found to my surprise that many of the companies in America make great boots at good prices. It might be the result of the pandemic, but some prices are amazing. I was pleased to find a nice pair that listed for nearly $300 in the company catalogue going for almost half price on Amazon. They were almost sold out and down to only two sizes. Luckily, my foot size is 10-and-a-half. So here I am as the proud owner of a pair of Ariat Heritage Roughstock boots. Nice eh.  



Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Nice work or what!

I have to say I am pleased to work in that part of Sudbury where local artists have been doing some nice work. Sudbury muralist Monique Legault, one of our neighbours here on Elgin Street, has just wrapped up her latest project. It's on one of the walls leading into the Elgin Street underpass that goes over to Riverside Drive. 

The work is a combination of poetry and paintings of older buildings from the downtown Sudbury in days gone by. I was happy to check in on Monique over a period of a few weeks to watch her work and take photos. Today I ran into some local Sudburians who had heard of the mural but had never seen it up close. They were amazed with what they saw. I have to agree with them.






Saturday, October 17, 2020

Thanksgiving was good ...

 We followed to the rules as best we could last weekend and enjoyed a Thanksgiving celebration at the camp in Westree. Because of the pandemic, the Ontario government was asking that family celebrations be limited to 10 people. So we did and Denise had the cool idea of everyone posing for a photo with our masks on. It worked out pretty nicely. It was also cool that several of the Westree neighbours dropped by for a quick hello. It is always nice to see them. 

The big news is that Scott and Jennifer purchased the camp from Scott's parents, Don and Denise. It means the amazing Alexander Family tradition of hospitality will continue.  They didn't miss a beat and so we had an amazing turkey dinner. We really had the nicest time. We managed to get in an afternoon of ATV-ing off to see some great scenery and enjoy a bit of a picnic on a fall afternoon complete with a nice campfire. We also enjoyed another little tradition of setting up fizzy cans of pop and then shooting at them with the air rifles. It was fun. I am sure I would have had more photos but I was too busy eating and drinking.











I know I can't wait for my next trip to Westree.