Save the Planet: Stop Harper

I feel passionately that the current elections in Canada and USA are one of the most critical in our lifetime. Against previous promises to myself not to talk about politics on this blog, I have already posted one long piece about Stephen Harper’s arts funding cuts. This morning, I received the message below from the Canadian wing of AVAAZ. With an increasing sense of urgency I wish to share this with my Canadian readers, though I think most of you are with me on this, but request that you pass this on to all your friends and contacts. Here it is in full, with hyperlinks added by me.

Dear friends,
With the election in 10 days, Stephen Harper is within striking distance of a majority government. Canada is just steps away from four years of unchallenged rule from one of the worst leaders on the planet on climate change.
Canadians are rallying in response. Our campaign to come together across party lines and vote strategically to defeat the conservative candidate where we live is taking off like wild fire. In just a few days we donated over $100,000 to run campaign ads in key ridings, and now an impressive group of top Canadian artists have come together to record an inspiring song for Avaaz calling on all Canadians to join the campaign. Click below to listen and get a free download of this awesome song from diverse artists like K-OS, Sarah Harmer, Ed from Barenaked Ladies and Jason Collette from Broken Social Scene.

Click below to listen to the song, and answer its call to action by signing our pledge to vote smart to defeat the conservatives. The election is close, if we can get just 150,000 pledges to vote smart in close races, we could make the difference. Act now, and forward this email to everyone!

STOP HARPER PLEDGE
At the debates this week, Harper, with a straight face, touted his “hard targets plan” to cut emissions which he claimed is “admired by leaders around the world”. Unbelievable! In fact, Harper has been voted the worst leader on climate change in the world by international experts at the UN Summit in Bali. Elizabeth May [Green Party – ed.] called his climate plan what it is, “a fraud”. The plan has limited measures to cut emissions per barrel of oil, but since Harper’s planning to hugely increase oil and tar sands production, total emissions could still increase! Harper’s neoconservative oilman buddies like George Bush like his plan, but no credible expert, scientist, or environmental group supports it.

What kind of leader deceives his people in such a significant way to avoid action, and wreck the world’s efforts to act, on the most crucial issue of our time? A leader with great spin doctors who, like George Bush, isn’t there for the people, he’s there for the oil companies.

We can’t let Harper win 4 years of complete control over our country. The Canada we love is in danger, let’s come together quickly — as NDPers, Liberals, Greens, conscientious Conservatives, Bloc supporters and people with no political stripe — and do everything we can over the next 10 days to save it.

With hope and determination,
Ricken and the Avaaz Canada Team

P.S. – For an outstanding guide to how to vote strategically where you live, visit this great website: Vote for Environment
For a great analysis of the Parties’ environmental records: Elections at Desmogblog
And here is another good strategic voting environmental website: Vote for Climate
If you want to double-check that who you should vote smart for, this is a highly impartial guide from Greg Morrow, who does not support strategic voting.

ADDED Oct.6th: Anything but Conservative

Arts funding cuts

Last Sunday afternoon, my husband and I went to a concert at the Chan Centre out at UBC. One of the UBC Centenary Gala series this year, it featured BC born, UBC alumnus and acclaimed tenor, Ben Heppner, and the CBC Radio Orchestra.

Heppner’s repertoire from his recent recordings, such as Ideale: Songs of Paolo Tosti and My Secret Heart as well as Wagner’s Wesendonck Lieder. Earth Songs, a newly commissioned work for orchestra and choir by UBC music Prof. Stephen Chatman was also performed. It was a wonderful concert with an excellent orchestra, though we were a bit disappointed that Heppner did not sing any operatic songs which we so admire him for. Chatman’s work is exciting in concept but was at times to us it sounded too loud, noisy and confused when the University Singers and the orchestra battled for dominance.

Here’s more about the concert and Heppner, plus a good review.

Interesting thoughts went through my mind, triggered by the host, well-known writer and TV and radio personality Bill Richardson. He mentioned the fact that this was one of the last performances of our beloved CBC Radio Orchestra, for it will be disbanded at the end of November 2008, thanks to one of numerous cutbacks by Prime Minister Harper’s government. There’s some hope that it may still be rescued in some form, there’s even a petition.

I could not help wondering how Harper’s massive cuts to arts funding will affect these kind of concerts and venues. Some may survive if they increase ticket prices, already high IMHO, way beyond what would be affordable for most people. And what would happen to all the musicians and singers?

Richardson also joked that, this being a ‘gala’, he wandered around all over to try find some champagne and there was none, just lots of ordinary people. The audience laughed ruefully, recognizing the reference to Prime Minister Harper’s recent comments:

You know, I think when ordinary, working people come home, turn on the TV and see … a bunch of people at a rich gala all subsidized by the taxpayers, claiming their subsidies aren’t high enough when they know the subsidies have actually gone up, I’m not sure that’s something that resonates with ordinary people.

I thought we all looked like ordinary people!

I recalled our national treasure Margaret Atwood’s concerns over a year ago, and especially her most recent statement in the Globe and Mail. It is so good that I’m copying it here in full:

What sort of country do we want to live in? What sort of country do we already live in? What do we like? Who are we?

At present, we are a very creative country. For decades, we’ve been punching above our weight on the world stage – in writing, in popular music and in many other fields. Canada was once a cultural void on the world map, now it’s a force. In addition, the arts are a large segment of our economy: The Conference Board estimates Canada’s cultural sector generated $46-billion, or 3.8 per cent of Canada’s GDP, in 2007. And, according to the Canada Council, in 2003-2004, the sector accounted for an “estimated 600,000 jobs (roughly the same as agriculture, forestry, fishing, mining, oil & gas and utilities combined).”

But we’ve just been sent a signal by Prime Minister Stephen Harper that he gives not a toss for these facts. Tuesday, he told us that some group called “ordinary people” didn’t care about something called “the arts.” His idea of “the arts” is a bunch of rich people gathering at galas whining about their grants. Well, I can count the number of moderately rich writers who live in Canada on the fingers of one hand: I’m one of them, and I’m no Warren Buffett. I don’t whine about my grants because I don’t get any grants. I whine about other grants – grants for young people, that may help them to turn into me, and thus pay to the federal and provincial governments the kinds of taxes I pay, and cover off the salaries of such as Mr. Harper. In fact, less than 10 per cent of writers actually make a living by their writing, however modest that living may be. They have other jobs. But people write, and want to write, and pack into creative writing classes, because they love this activity – not because they think they’ll be millionaires.

Every single one of those people is an “ordinary person.” Mr. Harper’s idea of an ordinary person is that of an envious hater without a scrap of artistic talent or creativity or curiosity, and no appreciation for anything that’s attractive or beautiful. My idea of an ordinary person is quite different. Human beings are creative by nature. For millenniums we have been putting our creativity into our cultures – cultures with unique languages, architecture, religious ceremonies, dances, music, furnishings, textiles, clothing and special cuisines. “Ordinary people” pack into the cheap seats at concerts and fill theatres where operas are brought to them live. The total attendance for “the arts” in Canada in fact exceeds that for sports events. “The arts” are not a “niche interest.” They are part of being human.

Moreover, “ordinary people” are participants. They form book clubs and join classes of all kinds – painting, dancing, drawing, pottery, photography – for the sheer joy of it. They sing in choirs, church and other, and play in marching bands. Kids start garage bands and make their own videos and web art, and put their music on the Net, and draw their own graphic novels. “Ordinary people” have other outlets for their creativity, as well: Knitting and quilting have made comebacks; gardening is taken very seriously; the home woodworking shop is active. Add origami, costume design, egg decorating, flower arranging, and on and on … Canadians, it seems, like making things, and they like appreciating things that are made.

They show their appreciation by contributing. Canadians of all ages volunteer in vast numbers for local and city museums, for their art galleries and for countless cultural festivals – I think immediately of the Chinese New Year and the Caribana festival in Toronto, but there are so many others. Literary festivals have sprung up all over the country – volunteers set them up and provide the food, and “ordinary people” will drag their lawn chairs into a field – as in Nova Scotia’s Read by the Sea – in order to listen to writers both local and national read and discuss their work. Mr. Harper has signalled that as far as he is concerned, those millions of hours of volunteer activity are a waste of time. He holds them in contempt.

I suggest that considering the huge amount of energy we spend on creative activity, to be creative is “ordinary.” It is an age-long and normal human characteristic: All children are born creative. It’s the lack of any appreciation of these activities that is not ordinary. Mr. Harper has demonstrated that he has no knowledge of, or respect for, the capacities and interests of “ordinary people.” He’s the “niche interest.” Not us.

It’s been suggested that Mr. Harper’s disdain for the arts is not merely a result of ignorance or a tin ear – that it is “ideologically motivated.” Now, I wonder what could be meant by that? Mr. Harper has said quite rightly that people understand we ought to keep within a budget. But his own contribution to that budget has been to heave the Liberal-generated surplus overboard so we have nothing left for a rainy day, and now, in addition, he wants to jeopardize those 600,000 arts jobs and those billions of dollars they generate for Canadians. What’s the idea here? That arts jobs should not exist because artists are naughty and might not vote for Mr. Harper? That Canadians ought not to make money from the wicked arts, but only from virtuous oil? That artists don’t all live in one constituency, so who cares? Or is it that the majority of those arts jobs are located in Ontario and Quebec, and Mr. Harper is peeved at those provinces, and wants to increase his ongoing gutting of Ontario – $20-billion a year of Ontario taxpayers’ money going out, a dribble grudgingly allowed back in – and spank Quebec for being so disobedient as not to appreciate his magnificence? He likes punishing, so maybe the arts-squashing is part of that: Whack the Heartland.

Or is it even worse? Every budding dictatorship begins by muzzling the artists, because they’re a mouthy lot and they don’t line up and salute very easily. Of course, you can always get some tame artists to design the uniforms and flags and the documentary about you, and so forth – the only kind of art you might need – but individual voices must be silenced, because there shall be only One Voice: Our Master’s Voice. Maybe that’s why Mr. Harper began by shutting down funding for our artists abroad. He didn’t like the competition for media space.

The Conservative caucus has already learned that lesson. Rumour has it that Mr. Harper’s idea of what sort of art you should hang on your wall was signalled by his removal of all pictures of previous Conservative prime ministers from their lobby room – including John A. and Dief the Chief – and their replacement by pictures of none other than Mr. Harper himself. History, it seems, is to begin with him. In communist countries, this used to be called the Cult of Personality. Mr. Harper is a guy who – rumour has it, again – tried to disband the student union in high school and then tried the same thing in college. Destiny is calling him, the way it called Qin Shi Huang, the Chinese emperor who burnt all records of the rulers before himself. It’s an impulse that’s been repeated many times since, the list is very long. Tear it down and level it flat, is the common motto. Then build a big statue of yourself. Now that would be Art!

Numerous art organizations and artists of many disciplines have spoken out in alarm over the past weeks. Today, even our Governor General Michaëlle Jean Lauds Artists of Canada:

In a world in which we are bombarded by images, we can become strangely blind to everything around us. But our artists encourage us to see things differently, to look beneath the surface. Yes, you, our artists, reveal to us something of the intangible, of the essential and of the truth, allowing us a glimpse of the world through your eyes. You show us life as it exists behind outward appearances. As Jacques Ferron once wrote, ‘Your vision can be at times serious, at times playful, always unique. It seeks to challenge us, to provoke us, to move us. It compels us to stop and to reflect, as you share your perspectives on issues of global concern. It never leaves us feeling indifferent.

This is why we often say that a work of art speaks to us. The truth is, it invites us, in its own way, to engage in an unspoken dialogue of the eyes and the mind. It is this questioning, this search for meaning and understanding, that allow us to make sense of the world around us and of the fears and desires that each of us holds within.

Without you, without your works, our imaginations would be weakened; our world would be without a soul. Bravo and thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

My apologies for this being so long, though it would take many pages to cover all the concerns. It’s taken me a while to write. I am upset and angry and passionately feel that this is far too critical an issue for our country to not speak up right now as we have a federal election on October 14th. If you are a Canadian reading this and you love the arts and culture of our country, including our own CBC, please vote for ANYONE BUT CONSERVATIVE. (There are numerous other reasons why but I will not get into them here.) More information on the culture cuts is available on CARFAC (Canadian Artists Representation) and Alliance for Arts.

UPDATE Oct.3rd: An excellent article about how important culture is in Quebec and that all Canadian industries receive support.

UPDATE Oct.7th: Margaret Atwood answers questions on the election at Globe & Mail. Gotta love her!

a low-carb diet

Thanks to an email alert from the local Finnish community, last night my husband and I enjoyed an interesting creative documentary film on CBC Newsworld’s Passionate Eye:

RECIPES FOR DISASTER, a Millennium Film of Finland production, directed by John Webster, in its first public screening.

What happens when a determined young family gives up all oil-based products for a year?
Filmmaker John Webster and his family decided to own up to their transgressions and kick their addiction to oil. They committed to a one-year “oil detox”. It’s quite simple really: the family will go on with their suburban lives, but without using any fossil fuels, driving cars or flying in airplanes. They won’t buy anything packaged in plastic like food, makeup, shampoo, toothpaste or kids’ toys. This last item proves a particular challenge to Webster’s two young sons.



Recipes for Disaster shows that at the core of the impending climate catastrophe are those little failures that we as individuals make every day, and which are so much a part of human nature. And a lot of it has to do with oil consumption.



This charming and intimate “family drama” reveals the overwhelming challenge the Webster’s have taken on. But despite the initial shocks, by using logic, sound judgement and common sense, this family does what it takes to combat the existing recipes for disaster that we all blindly follow.

We were surprised and delighted to hear Finnish, spoken mostly by the wife (with English captioning) and to see familiar Finnish landscapes. The film is often quite funny, such as the image of a man’s huge belly with the declaration that it was time to go on a low-carb (carbon not carbohydrate) diet! In one almost tragicomic scene, Webster on leaving the oil-guzzling motor behind, rows his family on their boat for many hours to their summer cottage and is frequently asked by passing boaters if he needed help. The film brought the issues of climate change into the personal realm without the heavy-handedness of some other climate change films.

Check the film’s website as to when and where the film is being shown again and if you have the opportunity, do watch it!

P.S. I was also reminded of the even-broader efforts of the No Impact Man.
Oh, and check out the many comments at CBC !

UPDATE: Feb.20, 2008. Some of you may be interested that the CBC Documentaries Moderator has offered this information:
We’re sorry but we don’t have the necessary rights in order to offer Recipes for Disaster online or on YouTube.
We’re told that a DVD will be available soon. Please contact the distributor in Germany at:
email: info@deckert-distribution.com
website: www.deckert-distribution.com
We do hope the repeat the film during our repeat season in later spring/summer. Please check www.cbc.ca/docs for updated schedule information!

busy winter days

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– a weekend trip to Vancouver Island with our daughters and grand-daughters
– a happy meeting of friends on the ferry, we of three generations each
– a lovely memorial/celebration of the life of my dear uncle
– the tears of loss and the laughter of happy memories triggered by the slide show
– the pleasure of connecting again with extended family
– feeling the weight of one day becoming the matriarch of my mother’s large clan, being the eldest cousin
– staying in my late mother-in-law’s house
– surprised by snow Sunday morning, turning Mutti’s garden into an enchanted forest (was she beneath that tree smiling at us?)
– a quick visit with friends on Sunday, to see the progress on their house construction
– printing family photos from the service to slip into the Christmas letters I’m writing
– trying to catch up with emails and blog reading and writing
– my thoughts on this season are nicely captured by Amy on short days, long nights

two candles for Finland

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In honour of Finland’s 90th Independence Day* (Itsenäisyys Päivä) today, I have lit these two candles in a window, as is the custom there. “Why two candles? Well, one is for home, the other is for country. This silent custom, handed down from generation to generation, could be described as Finland’s greatest popular movement, with a message that everyone can subscribe to.”

For me, personally, the two candles also represent my roots in two countries, Finland and Canada.

This 90th Anniversary year is a special one that has been celebrated all year leading up to December 6th. Though a holiday, it’s traditionally a serious day in Finland, but some lighthearted chuckles can be enjoyed over the symbols for Finnishness that these nine foreigners and naturalized Finns offer.

I also appreciated the historical perspective of Finland written by another Finnish emigrant who lives just south of us, in Seattle.

Hyvää itsenäisyyspäivää to Finland and my Finnish readers!

*link has expired and has been removed.

goodbye, Uncle T

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Yesterday, my cousin A phoned to let us know that her father, my uncle on my mother’s side, passed away. He’d turned 84 only a week earlier, so T lived a long life. A good man, T was my favourite uncle, only partly because he was fairly constant in my life especially in my childhood, unlike others whom I saw rarely because of distance. Led by my father, his best friend, he was one of several family members who emigrated together from Finland to Canada, so many years ago.

We’re so grateful that we were able to see him and Aunt K. at the end of September.Though his passing came sooner than one is ever ready for, it wasn’t totally unexpected. I feel a deep sense of loss, while memories of many many happy times flash by like a flickering old home movie, even disturbing my sleep. The grief is compounded by triggered recollections of past losses of our parents and other loved ones. I suppose it’s also a realization of one’s own aging and mortality. Nothing new, ever present in us all, but emerging from the recesses of our minds at times like this.

I also felt very odd when I realized that I had posted this entry two or three hours before Uncle T. left this world.

Hyvästit, rakas eno!

long weekend storm

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The Remembrance Day long weekend in British Columbia turned into an unforgettable one, weather-wise. A large area of the province from the coast to the interior was hit by a powerful storm, from Sunday evening until Monday afternoon. Falling trees damaged many homes and vast areas of power lines. At its peak, 196,000 homes were without power. Ferries were not running for many hours on Monday, causing backlogs for travellers trying to return home.

In our neighbourhood, we were lightly touched this time, losing power for only about 6 hours during the day yesterday. Our home remained a reasonably comfortable 18C, with 10C outside. Power was restored at dusk, just before we were going to light candles and start a fire in the fireplace to warm up the chili and make tea. Our phone line was unaffected, though we had to dig up the old rotary dial phone to call our daughters to check on how they were faring. Elisa’s family in Vancouver and Erika and partner in Surrey were unaffected. Anita and her partner, east of Kamloops, however have been without power since Monday morning and would not have it restored until today, hopefully. They’ve had a cold night at just above freezing, and without a working fireplace. I was very surprised that the storm reached that far northeast.

Some reports say this storm was as bad as last year’s big one on December 14th. The number of homes without power was almost as high this year, but I don’t think we’ve had the devastating losses in our parks this time around. I took the above photo a few days ago in a part of Cates Park which lost a huge number of trees last year.

Everyone is wondering if this year will be another year of numerous big storms, like the past year. In the 35 years we’ve lived here, it’s never been so stormy so often. Interesting times.

PEACE

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Remembrance Day makes me angry
this glorification of war
this talk of ‘heroes’
this ‘conquering of evil’
My grandfather, father and uncles
fought in wars defending their country
They never spoke of the horror
the killing of brothers
the lack of choice in not bearing arms
Remember the commandment ‘thou shalt not kill’?
Wear a white poppy
Peace not war
Imagine a world without war
Imagine
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Which reminds me, this is a good time to mention a wonderful site:
Peaceful Societies, Alternatives to Violence and War.

frights and feasts

As you are out tonight chasing ghosts and goblins, watch out for what may be underfoot.

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Or when the lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn,
The sad intangible who grieve and yearn….

– T.S. Eliot

Looking up, Windy Willlow writes:

A howling welcome to all you tree lovers… this is the Halloween edition of The Festival of Trees’. What spooky trees and snippets of poetry to put us into the spirit of Samhain! If you need a little calming after all this, go down to part two and see ‘the breathtaking colors of leaves and fruit in this colorful season.

Fright to feast, have a Happy Halloween.

(Thanks, Amy, for reminding me of Eliot’s words.)

more witchiness

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Thinking about witchy trees has been making me see even witchy seeds.

Last Thursday at dusk, before it was fully dark we were stunned by a huge bright full moon and it’s sparkling reflection over the water. Was it that bright moon that woke me about 3 am and had me wandering through the house spellbound by the bands of moonlight shining across the floors? Outside was bright with a cool light and a sparkle of a light frost on the deck railings… the first frost. What spirits kept me awake?

Making yet another cup of herbal tea in the kitchen still later, a very bright light in the eastern sky caught my eye. At first I thought it was an airplane coming in, but it did not move and was non-twinkling and too big to be a star, so it had to be a planet. Yes, the net told me it’s Venus and this full moon was actually the Hunter’s Moon!

What witchiness to keep me awake to watch the moonlight and planet light merging into the slow return of daylight and a spooky fog rolling in.