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Letter to the Editor

February 6, 2022

Editor,

The Islands Grapevine,

Dear Editor,

I was impressed (and by that I mean painfully so) by the bulk (not by any means the credence) of anti-vax, anti-mandate, anti-regard for Public Health in the February 3rd, 2022, edition of the Islands Grapevine.

I suppose there is a sense from some that pummeling the Islands with tons of tomes espousing outlandish outlier opinion (and prosaic propaganda) canonizing the incongruously overwrought Freedom Convoy will in some way justify the positions stake out.

One wonders how the residents of Denman and Hornby would react if a similar subjugation of honking noise and fossil fuel excess clogged the hearts and/or the ferry terminals of both our island communities.

And stayed for a week or a month or forever until the government was overthrown.

I do realize that toppling governments might appeal to a segment of our two communities.

We are all tired of the virus, the means to control/manage it. However, masking, vaccination, vaccine mandates, care for the exhausted health professionals and others on the front lines (including the 90% of truckers who are vaccinated) and, perhaps most importantly, respect for Public Health guiding us through this monstrous maze are essential to the way out of this pandemic-evolving-into-an-endemic Ferris Wheel.

Regards,

Bill Engleson RSW (Retired and Non-Practicing)

Denman Island

www.engleson.ca

 

The Jab

The Jab

By Thomas Provençal

A nightmare pharmaceutical 

has filled my waking dreams: 

would be doctors jab me 

though proof exists in reams,

the potion that they’re pushing 

isn’t what it seems. 

Like laboratory guinea pigs 

our freedom and our rights 

are squeezed into a quarantine 

with artificial lights 

where TV hammers information 

to convince us of a lie 

that the jab is for protection 

though from it people die.

The strongest evidence I see: 

the rich are making money. 

Is this what Justin had in mind 

when touting times as “sunny”? 

When I lineup for the booster 

and sign the waiver form 

I hope the jab won’t kill me. 

All I want is to conform. 

I know that politicians lie; 

it’s how they get their job. 

Doctors pledge to do no harm 

but they’re working for the mob.

What’s the reason for the jab?

It doesn’t stop the virus. 

Bamboozled by the 1%

so they can hang and dry us. 

Yet the jab is mere distraction. 

It’s all about control!

Impose a pass as pressure 

to permit a social role.

The jab is just a smoke screen. 

They really want the pass. 

Bunnie bitch can take em all 

an shove em up her ass.  

The News

Justin Meme

Poem, Untitled

Gwynne Dyer, Sociopathy

7 February 2022

The Rise and Decline of Sociopathy

By Gwynne Dyer

I generally leave the psychohistory to Hari Seldon, but just this once I feel sufficiently motivated to venture into the field. The immediate spur for this departure is the spectacle –  half-fascination, half-disgust – of Boris Johnson, Britain’s part-time prime minister, gradually foundering in a sea of his own lies. But there are other examples, too.

There was Donald Trump just a year and a bit ago, trying to drag an entire country down with him and having some success in the enterprise.

There’s Jair Bolsonaro, flailing around as he awaits almost inevitable defeat by ‘Lula’ in next October’s Brazilian election. 

There’s Viktor Orban, astounded to face a united six-party opposition in Hungary’s April elections.

And what they have in common is that they are all liars. Not shy, sly liars. Bold, in-your-face, shameless liars. They don’t care if you really know the truth from personal experience. It doesn’t bother them that you know they are lying. They will just say the lie again – and you might even believe them, because they say it with such conviction.

They are convincing because after a split-second when they privately decide that some lie will serve their purpose, they actually believe it themselves. They have other markers, too: they are usually male, they are always intelligent, they are almost always charming, and they generally get through several spouses and many children in a lifetime. They are, in a word, sociopaths.

Almost all confidence trickster are sociopaths, but the reverse is not true. Sociopaths can also end in the highest positions in business, in the professions, even in politics. (Not so much in the military, where they tend to get found out early.) And in recent times, they have been showing up in the highest political offices in many countries. Why now?

Which takes me back to an interview I did with a sociologist in an American university many years ago. He had written an article about how evolution had shaped human marriage customs, which somehow fitted into some radio doc I was doing at that time. God knows.

Anyway, we had finished up, and as I packed my gear I casually asked if he knew of any evolutionary circumstances that were changing human behaviour now. He paused for a moment, then said that he thought the sociopaths were multiplying. So I unpacked my gear and resumed the interview.

He began with the obvious statement that sociopathy is usually if not always a genetic property. Most sociopaths are born, not made. And he speculated on how they could have escaped being weeded out by natural selection back in the hunter-gatherer days, because those were small groups of people – thirty or forty adults – where everybody knew everybody else.

His answer was that small groups are not very vulnerable to a sociopath. Everybody has his number before he reaches reproductive age, so he can’t be a super-spawner. Everybody checks his lies with everybody else, so he doesn’t get away with much. And there are certain rare circumstances where it could be handy to have a sociopath around.

Hunter-gatherer bands are normally not just egalitarian but literally leaderless. However, little groups that can suddenly face existential crises – a famine, a rival band – need somebody in reserve who can provide ruthless, charismatic leadership. He’ll be almost an outcast in normal times, but one day you might need him, so don’t breed him out entirely. 

All went well until human beings started living in societies thousands or millions strong where the sociopaths become invisible. Nobody has their number, and there’s an endless supply of strangers to deceive and exploit (and breed with). 

A mass society is a sociopath’s garden of delights. Of course their numbers are going up: my sociologist friend reckoned 3% of males and rising. And of course they are appearing in leadership positions because they can lie directly and convincingly to far more people. (Mass media gave them a boost, but social media made them rocket-propelled.)

I checked, by the way. All four of the men listed above are daily, even hourly liars. They are male, fairly intelligent, and some people at least find them charming. They have all have five or more children (Johnson is at 7+), and all except Orban are currently on their third wives. Bingo!

But here’s the really interesting question: why are all these men now on their way out of power or already gone?  That may be part of their sociopathy too, because they all leave trails of human wreckage behind them: cheated partners, abandoned lovers, betrayed followers. They can’t help it; it’s who they are.

So the good news may be that genuine sociopaths get found out in the end. The bad news, however, is that there’s lots more of them out there, and they’re breeding like flies.

Memoir of a Rural Sisyphus-Redux, Three Remembrances

Introduction

Memoir of a Rural Sisyphus-Redux

Bill Engleson

www.engleson.ca

For several years, I kept a diary of my inauguration into the Denman Community. This column, recently renamed Memoir of a Rural Sisyphus-Redux, will

extract a few of my observations from a dozen or more years ago and share them. Hopefully, they will have some modern times currency.

Three Remembrances

July 25, 2007

As I write, I have returned from Willo Walker, my acupuncturist. I have a needle in my ankle and one in my ear. I am wearing a healing patch on my knee. I also have pills, salves, ointments, homemade regimens of hot and cold torture, my Dr Ho kit ( Dr. Ho offers an almost acceptable mini-electrocution therapy), and more. Jimmy (a community member no longer with us) mentioned this morning that my knee was quite swollen. In addition to his eyeball diagnosis and suggested cures, he said, “Getting old isn’t for sissies.”

How true.

Too bad I am a sissy. It’s not looking good.

August 10, 2007

I resist the diary if only because I am demolished by hip and knee pain and, really, why would anybody want to hear about my decrepit decline. I don’t even want to hear about it. I can barely discuss this shooting ache, this lingering torment with Willo, or my GP. If I am not interested in my decline, why would anyone else be?

Willo is convinced I need surgery on my torn meniscus. I think this is correct. I am on a waitlist to see an orthopedic surgeon. Two, actually. An acquaintance has suggested I should go the private route. I say no, I have my principles. I will not jump the queue. Especially because of my crappy knee and hip, but also because, if I am anything, I am a socialist. Okay. A social democrat. Splitting hairs…I will go kicking and screaming (well, screaming in pain for sure but my kicking capacity is inhibited these days by my wonky knee) to the grave before I will pay hard cash for something that the state is prepared to provide.

October 12, 2007

The Valdy and Gary Fjellgaard concert is tonight. Fake beer and real wine on the deck at 3:30 this afternoon. A fantastic fall day. Damn knee still hurts.

I have a cinnamon concoction from Willo.

I relish the occasional therapeutic brew.

Ah, life!

Some great folk music!

That’s it. Pain or not, I cannot, will not resist the concert tonight.

 

Letter to the Editor

Jesus and Reincarnation

In Jesus’ time, scholars from throughout the world came to study at the great library in Alexandria, Egypt – This included Buddhists from Afghanistan – India

(Alexander the Great had been there 350 years previous). It’s no secret Buddhists believe in reincarnation and evolution of the soul.

Jesus who could heal the sick, said “I am the son of man” and “as I am, so shall you be.”

Sounds like reincarnation and evolution of the soul to me.

I wonder why no-one else seems to come to this conclusion. Whether the story of Jesus is allegory or history: I couldn’t care less.

That said, reading the gospel of John – a two hour read certainly put a spring in my step.

Eric Atlee

 

Hornby Island Conservancy’s 6th Annual HerringFest

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FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

February 2, 2022

CONSERVANCY HORNBY ISLAND, CELEBRATING A WIN WITH DFO, ANNOUNCES THEIR 6TH ANNUAL HERRINGFEST

Conservancy Hornby Island releases tickets to the public for their 6th annual HerringFest to celebrate herring and discuss solutions for recovery of Pacific herring.

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HORNBY ISLAND, BC – Conservancy Hornby Island (CHI) is going into their 6th annual HerringFest celebration with a sense of hope. In December 2021, Fisheries Minister Honourable Joyce Murray made an unexpected but welcome announcement of the closure of most Pacific herring fisheries on the west coast except for harvests by First Nations for food and ceremonial purposes. The Strait of Georgia commercial fishery has been reduced from 20% to 10% of the predicted spawning biomass. Although CHI views this as good news, there is still work to be done to better protect Pacific herring. CHI’s concerns are, is 10% harvest precautionary enough given changing ocean conditions and increasing needs of a wide variety of marine species and how will the livelihoods of fishers be protected?

CHI has urged the Minister to consider making herring recovery the priority at this time, rather than continuing an unsustainable fishery at all. What is needed is a truly ecological recovery plan, which implements scientific study of the resident herring, protection of herring habitat, consideration for First Nations rights, protection of livelihoods of fishers, and prey availability for the many marine species which rely on herring as a primary food source, such as resident orca, humpback whales and chinook salmon.

Conservancy Hornby Island is inviting the public to be part of this special opportunity to continue building momentum towards ensuring sufficient protection of Pacific herring and to celebrate the ecological spectacle that occurs annually on the Salish Sea known as the herring spawn, with their event: HerringFest 2022. Taking place from March 3rd-6th, HerringFest will feature:

Sea Life Boat Trips: educational, fun, and the best way to see herds of sea lions, hundreds of seabirds, spawning herring and possibly killer whales and humpback whales. This in-person event runs from March 2nd-4th & 6th-8th on Hornby Island. Tickets are by donation with a suggested donation of at least $20 per person. 25% of all boat trip donations will go directly towards CHI’s Herring Recovery Program.

Art Show & Sale: In conjunction with Hornby Arts, HerringFest will feature a “Let the Herring Live” themed art show and sale, which will be both in-person at the Community Hall, as well as online. Viewing begins March 3rd until the 6th, after which a catalogue of artworks will be available for sale on https://hornbyarts.com. Proceeds will be equally split with CHI and the artists. Artists can submit their work by emailing Juniper at juniper@hornbyarts.com.

Film Night: Tune in on ZOOM for Friday Night Film Night which will occur March 4th, from 7-9pm PST, and will feature an array of films about Herring Defence, such as Yáa at wooné/Respect for All Things by Louise Brady and Peter Bradley, Dance of the Herring and Why is the Salish Sea So Rich with Life? by Bob Turner, We are the Herring by Sam Rose Phillips, The Price of Fish by Mike Bhana, introduced by Dr. Evelyn Pinkerton, and Before the Beauty is Gone by Mackai Sharp.

Herring School: The final event of HerringFest 2022 will be Saturday Herring School, an interactive webinar on ZOOM at 9:30am-12:45pm PST on March 6th. Herring School will feature an array of guest speakers knowledgeable on research, activism, and conservation including Chief Eric Pelkey of the W̱SÁNEĆ First Nation, Saul ‘Hazil’hba Brown, who is from the Nuu-chah-nulth and Heiltsuk Nations and the founder of Y̓íḷbas Consultancy, Thomas Thornton, author of Herring and People of the North Pacific: Sustaining a Keystone Species, Herring Rabble Rouser Jim Shortreed, Ben Friedman, Head of Product at Wildtype, a producer of lab-grown fish, and Gord Johns, the NDP MP for Courtenay and Alberni. There will be a round table discussion with all speakers, and attendees will be able to interact with the speakers through the Q&A.

Tickets to the 6th Annual HerringFest are by donation and can be purchased at conservancyhornbyisland.org/herringfest2022. 

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MEDIA CONTACTS:

Grant Scott, Chair of Conservancy Hornby Island: gcscott@telus.net Tel (250) 218-2323

Cath Gray, Executive Director, Conservancy Hornby Island: chihornby@gmail.com Tel. (250) 335-9056

Conservancy Hornby Island

P.O. Box 55

Hornby Island, BC

V0R 1Z0

250-335-1125

Email: chihornby@gmail.com

http://conservancyhornbyisland.org

ABOUT CONSERVANCY HORNBY ISLAND:

Established in 1991, Conservancy Hornby Island (CHI) is a volunteer organization formed to undertake and support local and regional conservation projects to benefit Hornby Island’s land and marine environments. Each year, CHI hosts HerringFest, a gathering of art, music and renowned speakers which celebrates the annual herring spawn and engages scientists, environmentalists, First Nations participants, and local communities in provocative discussions to help protect Pacific Herring.

 

Phoenix Riting! – February 3rd, 2022

A trucker convoy, on the face of it, is a terrible idea: those machines suck vast quantities of diesel and that raises red flags for me. For goodness sake, is it sponsored by the oil and gas industry? The views of the hardcore few are another glaring red flag. Still, I don’t believe in throwing the baby out, no matter how gross the bathwater. Many ordinary Canadians have joined with the truckers, and many more support them in spirit. Among the protesters, a high proportion are vaccinated but feel strongly enough about vaccine mandates to feel compelled to support this action. The mandates are the issue, not vaccinations.

 

It’s no small ordeal to drive across Canada in the depths of winter. I’ve done it, and I hope never again. What desperate power drives people to drive so far for an outdoor protest in bitter cold? It’s been two years, and rather than releasing, restrictions increase. Pressure has been building relentlessly, and collective emotions can’t take it. There is a fringe minority of extremists involved in this trucker convoy, and that sucks. But what should matter is the far larger core of citizens who have hit their limit, who are ready and desperate for change.

 

When people come together in solidarity, they feel uplifted and pressure is released. They gather, sing songs together and feel a part of something important. I can’t go so far as to unconditionally support the movement. I worry too much about forces that are intertwined and using people’s desperation to further their ends. But the people themselves are not wrong. Someone created an opening and desperate humans are flowing through it. I understand their feelings, and there are so many worse ways it could manifest. So far there have been zero incidents of violence and no arrests.

 

Canada is close to 90% vaccinated, but it seems nothing short of 100% will do. It is not possible to get 100% of humans to agree on anything. There will always be those who won’t, or can’t, submit to an injection they don’t feel safe with. Instead of finding or creating accommodations, the irresistible force (mandate that threatens livelihoods) is meeting the immovable object (“No one has the right to tell me what to do with my own body”). Vaccine mandates were meant to be a temporary measure, but they have gone on now for months with no end in sight. Is this the ‘new normal’? Are we meant to shut up and put up forever? It is no wonder people are on edge.

 

Here’s where it becomes a local issue. I’ve seen a few posts from Facebook friends, saying, “If you support this trucker convoy, please unfriend me now.” Everyone’s emotions are raw, and some are resorting to a kind of righteous absolutism, digging in and drawing lines in the sand. “Good people on this side, bad people on that side.” It makes me sad and tired. You can unfriend people on Facebook, but you can’t erase them from your community. What do you say to an unfriend when you meet in the produce department?

 

I won’t unfriend you. My ability to put myself in others’ places and perceive the world as they do helps me understand why people support the trucker convoy. It also helps me understand why others are so fed up and ready to be done with the ones who don’t comply. It all seems so simple and clear, when you are on the side of the ‘right’. If only everyone would comply with the rules, this could all be over soon! But the truth is, humanity isn’t a machine. We are organic, emotional and spiritual creatures, and while many try, others simply can’t and won’t comply with a heartless, mechanical way of living, no matter how efficient it may be at keeping us safe. We spill over and out the sides. We react and act out. We weren’t built for this kind of life.

 

On the other side of all of this, I pray we find a better, more humane and inclusive way to live as a society and as a community.

 

What do you think of all this? I would love to hear from you! Email me at phoenixonhornby@gmail.com