Sherwood Park is the embodiment of the 50s American Dream. Well, as long as you discount "tha new breed" spraypainted across the white picket fences. It seems that the old breed shouldn't have been breeding.
I ran across another one at the bookstore today. How nice of her to take some of her valuable cell-phone time to allow me to pay for my book. And then: the old meaningless action pattern:
"Did you find everything you were looking for?"
"Actually, no. A little disappointed that you guys didn't have a book like this on Quebec City - maybe I should try a bookstore with more buying power..."
"Look, if you don't want this book, I don't have to sell it to you."
"Arg! Yes, i want this book; I want another one as well, you just don't have it;
and, I was just joking - this is the largest book-dealing company in North America..."
"And? What exactly are you trying to say?!"
You're an Idiot. "Ah, nothing, just trying to make some conversation. Thanks, bye."
And then: there was a new girl at the local coffee shop this morning.
"Hi! Wow, it is a gorgeous morning, eh?"
"Can I get you something?"
Straight down to business. "Sure, I'd like a tall dark please."
"you mean a large strong?"
"I guess so .. I can never keep up with the new hip coffee lingo!"
"$2.00."
"yesterday it was $1.55..."
"And today its $2.00, wierd how that works."
So, I give her a twonie and take my coffee.
"What, you're too cheap to tip?"
I let it slide (sometimes, confrontation is just not worth it). But, I sure miss that old lady who used to work mornings: she was content with pleasant prattling. This "new breed" just doesn't seem to understand the value of anything.
I have been rather harsh on the Greens of late. Don't take this to heart, for ideologically, I could not be in more agreement. However, I do not consider them contenders for governing a nation because they do not have a platform of governance - they have one of ideology (to which the NDP has picked up a few ideas, so if the Greens are truly rightious, these should be happy days).
However, it is becoming increasingly clear that there is value in image. For quite some time I have resisted those who sell image and who cater to image - and still today I make unconscious efforts to shun it. But, there is no escape; it seems, that people will read image whether it is there or not. No thought for it makes you Stephen Harper, the loner with the American haircut and the cold eyes of a believer who has never questioned (very much like Guilles Duceppe) - despite hideous disagreement with right-wing ideology, I sadly identify with this image.
And then, you might decide to wear your father's shoes and claim them for your own: this makes you Paul Martin. I have, on occasion, worn my father's shoes (and shirts and sport jackets and whatnot) - they're good, I will forever have a respect for them as they have traveled great distances. But, they are not shoes that will take you into tomorrow. No, tomorrow is a different world from today.
Then there is that green jacket adorned with buttons - no face. Confused with piteous thoughts. A spinning, sporadic chaos of identiy. Everyone wears this jacket for a time, even several times in a lifetime. However, this is an image I prefer to leave behind for now, and not one I would like to see Canada wear.
What does that leave us?
The high-maaitenence Jack Layton with his grass roots and black tie. I have, for the last few years, felt somewhat abandon by those who had preached to be mentors - within the university I had met some smart men, respected in their field, but had led ivory lives. The moto for economists had been "yeah, the work sucks, but you only have to do it for four hours a day, and the pay is great!" The right kind of people, the wrong kind of attitude.
So, after some research and such, I feel mildly compelled by the image of Jack Layton: friendly, community-involved, self-directed, a heart for the future, ambitious without the slime (and, I have seen much slimy ambitions -0 even for someone so less worldy - but so more weary - than some of my younger colleagues). The policy goals of the NDP, of course, are over-ambitious; to do everything on the NDP checklist would indebt Canada for innumerable years. However, there is keen strategy. Much of the little debated (also llttle actuallized) environmental economic theorums that have been whispered around for the past 20 years have been incorporated into the NDP platform. And, they have a concise platform; CONCISE! A checklist of what and how!!! HOW?!! They have thought far enough ahead to actually consider how to implement their ideas?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! There are few people who can say this for themselves. And, I like to think that I am one of them - and, if I'm not, I can and will be.

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