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She looks happy. A smile wreathes her face, which is smudged with charcoal. So is her frilly pink dress. She’s on her hands and knees inside the fireplace, one small hand raised in greeting.
Our daughter Sharon was eight months old when we moved into our dream home in North Vancouver. The rest of us were busy carrying boxes. Sharon was too young to carry anything, so we parked her inside and carried on carrying. How much trouble can a still-crawling child get into in an empty house?
Then my wife asked, “Where’s Sharon?”
No one had seen her. We scattered through the rooms, searching frantically. Panic rising in our throats, we gathered in the living room.
That’s when we heard the happy gurgle coming from the fireplace.
Categories: Soft Edges
Tags: stories, Bible
Why do we blandly tolerate government foot-dragging on the 700 drug overdose deaths that will happen in B.C. before the end of this year? As of October, the province had 622 deaths. Two more months will push the toll over 700. And not one of those deaths resulted from drugs administered at a safe injection site. Not one.
Categories: Sharp Edges
Tags: Fentanyl, Drugs
Tags: looking back, looking ahead, Leonard Cohen
In the aftermath of the U.S. presidential election, everyone seems to agree that democracy is broken and needs to be fixed.
The system is broken, yes. But what I see people doing to fix it isn’t fixing it.
Democracy does not consist of removing unpopular politicians by mass protests. Nor is democracy a succession of referenda, on everything from declaring war to naming a ship.
Tags: what you do, why you do it