Whose side are you on anyway?
The sides are clear, according to the Western World, Hezbollah kiddnapped (captured?) two (count them two) Israeli soilders. They started it.... Israel has the right to defend itself. In theory. However, innocents never have the right to be caught in between espeically when they are just trying to live their life. Why must defense be so offensive. Who will stop first? Why is there still fighting, all over the world?
Can there ever be peace if people refuse to let go of the past?My guess is no. So the question really then is... How to let go? They may not want to, but they have to - because if they don't we are all in real trouble.
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next post: Angela's Roadmap to Peace in the Middle East)
Stampede Week in Calgary
A week in pictures
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Sex in the City - Calgary style
My roommate and I were talking today about men and the constant problem they create. It followed up on a conversation I had with another friend last night, who told me about a wild evening she had had with a couple of her music friends. All of us have the same problem; the line between friends and something more. And how to balance on that dental floss thin tightrope.
Can two people who are attracted to each other only ever be friends?What makes them friends to begin with? If it is the male-female attraction do they ignore it, having that feeling drive them crazy for as long as they know each other.
Or act on it, yet whatever the act may be inevitably when over the feeling is gone. Then what are they left with? Are they still friends? Is the friendship still the same? Or in that 1 in a million chance do they act on that feeling and in the end the feeling is still there. Does that one in a million chance lead to true love? I would say no - true love is a misnomer. The only Mr. (or Mrs.) Right, should always give you that feeling of Mr. Right now... That chemistry should always be there. But, if you ask around it never seems to last.
Which really gets you no closer to getting to the answer of what do you do with that one person you just can't get over. That friend whom there is an undeniable attraction to that despite best intentions simply won't die.
One last thought: a friend of mine once said, "Men and women can't be friends unless the man thinks he has a "chance"." Whether he is right or not, it up to you to decide.
The story of my life...
Life is such a funny thing…and the thing that makes is so wonderfully unique are people. An airport is a wonderful place to witness it. A flight gets cancelled. I find myself on a four hour layover in Edmonton. You ask yourself how you end up in Edmonton on a direct flight from Calgary to Vancouver at 4:00pm
Well it starts with a broken window. Well, a cracked pilot’s window to be exact. Please don’t get me wrong a broken plane is a very good reason to cancel a flight. But I would hope for slight more organized cancelled flight contingency plans. So it started with a very long wait in the wrong line, then a very long wait in the right line and finally the words, “I can’t get you there tonight.”
Then there is the smallest glimmer of hope as a fellow stranded Calgrary passenger, off to see his girlfriend in Vancouver, suggests he is being routed via Edmonton. Sounds like a great idea. Flight leaves at 4:55pm, the one from Edmonton leaves at 6:55 all and all you should be in Vancouver until not much after 8pm Pacific time.. A little later that initial time but in Vancouver in time for a nice dinner!
But, in a manner that is indicative of airline industries world wide. The first plane is nearly half-an-hour late departing. No problem lots of time to get the connecting flight in Vancouver.
Not that I needed it. The plane arrived 45 minutes late. And there was not enough crew for the trip back.
The 7:00pm rapidly became the 8:00pm flight which melted into the 9:00pm flight.
So much for not eating lunch and only grabbing a snack when I get into Vancouver.
I am famished.
So 10 minutes and a $5 piece of pizza later I contemplate why I ever thought “jet-setting” was vaguely fun or trendy.
But in theory I should get to Vancouver tonight.
….. in theory.
