March 22, 2003

Visions of Freedom



Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:
[This is the site I visit to fantasize about living in Toronto again, which is almost every single day during the winter]

Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when I need a positive spin on things past, present and future.]

Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians are up to, sometimes I even buy things from the businesses listed there.]

Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning, and before every road trip during the winter]

Until now I have avoided writing anything about the war, declared by the United States of America against Iraq on March 18, 2003. Canada, thus far, has declared that Canadian military involvement will not occur unless the UN approves military action against Iraq.

Daily I visit the New York Times, LA Times, BBC News, and the Toronto Star to hear what I should know about the state of affairs. I believe that what I am told is not exactly what is going on. However, this is the way the world presently works, and so I read and listen. This information in the media is all that I will be privy to know.

I write this for my descendants, who will know more about the strategies and agendas of this war than ever will reach my ears or eyes. What they know will be filtered by the powerful, in their time rather than ours, and although they may know more, increased understanding is doubtful.

Nearly 24 hours after this war was declared, spring arrived.

Less than two weeks ago the temperatures were frigid. The snow was deep on the roof tops. It seemed like winter would last forever.

Today no snow remains in our yard. Fog occasionally rolls in from the surrounding countryside where remnants of snow-cover mix with warm spring air.

Attila and I took a jaunt to the ROM [Royal Ontario Museum] yesterday. It rained most of the day, which made walking about outdoors possible, but not pleasant. Nonetheless, we walked to all our destinations. The day was a great success, and we enjoyed ourselves tremendously.

Visiting the museum is one of the few entertainments on which we spend money. The Exhibits vary, by theme and interpretation. Some exhibits provide the visitor with relatively unadorned "facts" about the exhibition piece, such as the information provided about the sculpture of Ananda, in the Asian Sculpture Gallery.

Other exhibits are more eloquently dominated by legitimized interpretation, such as the garments on display in the "Elite Elegance: Couture Fashion from the 1950's" exhibit. Here women's clothing, including many interesting dresses, some worn by Toronto's best-dressed women from the 1950's fashion seasons, are on display. On reading the information provided with these displays, one came to understand that many of the women who wore these dresses helped to fund the ROM itself. A "fitting" tribute.

The Elite Elegance display included a 1950's fashion film, featuring examples of the clothing available to the women of the day. There were many examples of narrow-kneed skirts, worn with very pointed, very high-heeled shoes. Attila and I stood, gazing at the emblems of beauty and desire that bombarded our mothers' young womanhood.

It came back to me, that childhood dread of becoming a woman. The fear of having my knees glued together, and of having my feet tortuously contorted into pointed, high-heeled shoes, gave me nightmares. It seemed that the only escape was to have been born a man, and one could hope for no such deliverance.

Mother found it amusing, when I asked how the glue was removed. She raised six children, and ran a farm, so that the narrow-kneed skirts were worn only occasionally. Having seen no evidence of skin irritation, I knew she was skilled at removing the glue.

I have avoided the pointed, high-heeled shoes all my life. You cannot effectively run to, or from, anything in pointed, high-heeled shoes. Fine for the elegant Elite, but not life-enhancing for the majority.

After walking for miles, around the city and in the ROM, we travelled home in dense fog.

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Worldly Distractions

Abstract bow and bottle.
Planet Kitchen

"I wonder if we really are here for the Inuit. At least we are kept busy combating the evils of our own penetration."
Dr. Jon Bildfell, Letter to Friends, 1941
on display at the ROM Tuugaaq: Ivory Sculptures from the Eastern Canadian Arctic

On the Screen
Used People
starring Shirley MacLaine, Kathy Bates, Marcello Mastroianni, Jessica Tandy

10:03 EST
Temp: 3`C
Humidity: 81%
Wind: SW 9 km/h
Barometric: 100.9 kPa

Sunrise 6:42 AM EST
Sunset 6:38 PM EST

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by Maggie Turner

Canadian Maggie Turner writes and publishes poetry, photography, and a personal journal online. Her work reflects the current way of life in Canada, embracing Canada's past, present, and future in a unique portrayal of everyday life. Maggie's voice is one of the many that actively depict the rich diversity of Canadian culture.

Photography: "a term which comes from the Greek words photos (light) and graphos (drawing). A photograph is made with a camera by exposing film to light in order to create a negative. The negative is then used in the darkroom to print a photograph (positive) onto light-sensitive paper.
Source: University of Arizona Glossary

Poetry: "a form of speech or writing that harmonizes the music of its language with its subject. To read a great poem is to bring out the perfect marriage of its sound and thought in a silent or voiced performance. At least from the time of Aristotle's Poetics, drama was conceived of as a species of poetry."
Source: Creative Studios

Journal: " "Though a journal may be many things - a treasury, a storehouse, a jewelry box, a laboratory, a drafting board, a collector's cabinet, a snapshot album, a history, a travelogue..., a letter to oneself - it has some definable characteristics. It is a record, an entry-book, kept regularly, though not necessarily daily.... Some (entries) will be nearly illegible, written in the dark in the middle of the night.... Not only is it a record for oneself, but of oneself. Every memorable journal, any successful journal, is honest. Nothing sham, phony, false...." (Dorothy Lambert from Ken Macrorie's book, Writing to be Read )
A journal is a way to keep track of your thoughts about what you read... as well as what you did on any given day."
Source: Journal Writing

A Blog is an online journal created by server side software, often hosted by a commercial interest.

"The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger[4] on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog in April or May 1999.[5][6][7] Shortly thereafter, Evan Williams at Pyra Labs used "blog" as both a noun and verb ("to blog," meaning "to edit one's weblog or to post to one's weblog") and devised the term "blogger" in connection with Pyra Labs' Blogger product, leading to the popularization of the terms."

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