If We Were Having Coffee Guest Post – May 31/2015 Chickens

 

 Chickens

 

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul, I’ll be your barista today and I’m happy to be here once again. Please come into the garden and make yourself comfortable. Willow has put out the cushions on the chairs and set the table under the canopy so we can have a cuppa and chat. As usual, I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax amongst the flowers while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

 

Well, on a personal front, my disability cheque came this week, so I got to stock up on groceries. I decided to pick up a hot BBQ whole cooked chicken. Here they package them in a hard plastic clamshell container that is black on the bottom half and clear on the top half. It looks like a small space helmet so I call them astronaut chickens. Normally they are a bit expensive for my budget but this store had big ones (1,5 kg, about 3 lbs) on sale after 3 pm for $7.49 , normally $10.99. The problem was that I was ready to check out at 2:30 pm and still had more shopping to do at another store nearby before my scheduled pickup by the handicap bus. I couldn’t wait the ½ hour to get the special price. So, I asked the check-out woman if I could get the cheaper price given I was handicapped and could not get a later transport. She got the manager who decided that he would authorize this. I must have looked sad that I might miss my chicken. Ha! He disappeared for about 5 minutes and returned with a sticky tag with the scannable special price on it. So, having saved $3.50 I escaped with my astronaut chicken, quite chuffed with myself.

On the home front, the manager has decided that today will be moving day. A crew is supposed to be here in a few hours to move my meager belongings to another larger, newer unit so they can tear this one apart to find and stop the leaks in the ceiling. My new unit will be permanent- and when I was checking it out the other day I realized it had one less step to get into the unit – 4 instead of 5 front steps. That may seem trivial but it lessens one small barrier and every little bit helps.

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Current 5 Steps, Soon to be 4

Another cuppa ? Perhaps a sweet? I was over on Insanitybytes2 web site last night and she had done a post against homosexual marriage. You  can read  here 

I wrote a rather virulent response accusing Americans of being violent bullies (as a country). She has placed the comment into moderation so it is not visible to anyone but me. I may have been too aggressive but it really is what I think, so it is hard not to be honest. And yet I worry. I will likely be banned and I really enjoy her dialogue – most of the time I agree resoundingly with her observations. But not this time. I’m not sure why I was so aggressive in the response but it struck a sensitive point. Have any of you written a response that you worried about? What happened in the end?

 

On that note, that’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and watch the fire. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here for sweets and beverages of your choice again next week.

 

And of course  the

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  WEEKEND COFFEE SHARE

over at Part Time  Monster  and Gene’O’s

If We Were Having Coffee – Nov.30/2014 : Guest Post

A Rant on Racism.

Paul your Barista

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul and I’m happy to be here once again inside Willow’s home where it is nice and toasty, tending to your needs for a cuppa, and sweets. We’ve moved inside to beat the winter cold in the garden. Willow has fluffed the cushions and stared a blaze in the fireplace to make a cozy place

to sit. I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. We can relax with a cuppa and calorie free electronic sweets while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

The talk of the week here in North America has been the Grand Jury in Ferguson, MO (US) refusing to indict a white police officer in the shooting death of a black man – Mr. Brown. This triggered rampant violence and rioting that has destroyed numerous buildings and many vehicles. For me this has unveiled a huge lurking problem that is the elephant in the American room. There are only two people who were close enough to see what happened: Mr. Brown and the police officer. And one is now dead. The policeman insists he did not do anything wrong and describes a scene where Mr. Brown tried to get his gun and assaulted the officer and his only defence was to shoot Mr. Brown. He makes it sound reasonable. Apparently the evidence matches the policeman’s story within reason. Hence the pass by the Grand Jury. It is still possible for the policeman to be charged but it is unlikely.

Would you like another cuppa? This story turns nasty very shortly. Have a sweet and cosy up to the fire. So, there were numerous complaints from the black community that disputed the policeman’s story basically saying that Mr. Brown was a kind and peaceful young man who was the subject of police prejudice and racism that resulted in his death. To the best of my knowledge no one has come forward and said they were close enough to see it and will testify. There were accusations that Mr. Brown was shot in the back while trying to remove himself – but it turns out all the bullets went into his front. Another blow to Mr. Brown’s supporters.

I used to truck in the southern US and I can tell you without any hesitation that the level of racism, hatred and prejudice between the whites and blacks is palpable. It has always been so and was imported from Europe and Africa when the US was settled. It is covered by a white wash (pun intended) of laws and political correctness but just below the surface is the rot, and this incident scraped the surface revealing just how bad the relationship between the races really is. For me as a Canadian, working in the south was scary – hearing the abuse and the racist vitriol that spews from the mouths of other wise perfectly fine and trustworthy people. It is not true of everyone, but many think this way.

The actions of the Grand Jury could not have been otherwise – the only one who could dispute their interpretation is dead. Fair or not, just or not, right or not – it could have ended no other way. Other than God, no one will ever know what the truth is. And if it had been a white man dead, the whole situation would have been left right there. But the dead man was black – one of a long line of dead black men. Perhaps one too many dead black men. And the built up anger and hatred and disrespect simply spilled over and burst out in the form of violence.

I watched President Obama’s message on the Grand Jury and I was seriously disappointed. He spoke for 9 minutes and came up with nothing more exciting than “We have to look at the positive side…” It was the most insipid, meaningless, trite speech I have ever heard come from his lips. If the Americans think for one moment that they can solve this with more police or more laws or even adjudication, they are seriously mistaken. This problem will require all the participants to respect each other as human beings for a generation or more before it starts to get better. And I am here to tell you that, in my mind, they are simply not capable of brushing off so many centuries of hatred passed from generation to generation. Neither side has the reason or the guts to trust the other side long enough to solve this. Anyway, it felt good to have a great rant like that. Thanks for letting me bend your ears.

My week personally has been uneventful – dialysis went well. . Would you like another cuppa? Willow and I are honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please feel free to look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you here for tea again next week.

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