A writer does not cry, not that his pain is any less or any different, merely the manner of expression. Where another’s pain is witnessed ¬†through the running of tears across a face, his tears are different, they are ink, nor do they run across faces, but rather upon pages.

Sex ed in ontario

Time and time and again I railed against the scum some call the conservatives. This backward ass party does what is does best, engage in stupid fuckery create issues where none exist to garner votes. The world has fucking changed, people cannot simply grasp it, kids whether we like it or not are being exposed to sexuality at younger and younger ages than years ago. I am not a parent, but If I were, I would prefer they get their information on sexuality from a responsible and trained educator than risk them develop some baseless ideas based on a porno their friends told them about. The fact is in the age of the internet its a not an “if” children will experience or witness sexual situations online, its a matter of when, I want my children to be properly equipped to handle them when the time comes. I feel the liberal party took an important proactive step in order to prepare the children of the province for such situations. And these conservatives fucks wanna take one huge step backwards from that. Remember this is a party that believes its not important to teach our children safe sex, a party that believes that its ok deny to our women to the right to an abortion when they get pregnant, because they weren’t taught to avoid them. A party that believes when those young mothers give birth to those children and need financial assistance raising them, that its alright to deny them the help they need and along with anyone else vulnerable, because taxes are too high and they wanna help your boss get that fourth or fifth ferrari in their driveway. Is that the future you want for the people of ontario? It will be people give these living breathing of human waste votes and the voice to air such dangerous beliefs.

It is a fool who seeks to build a monument for the greatest of his ancestors, for all he had to do was witness his own reflection, he was their greatest memory, a living one. He bore their likeness in a way no statue or painting ever would, carried their legacy within his own veins. His every action in good faith would testify to their magnificence that no historical account could quantify.

Sure some people dislike my stances on a lot issues, truth of it is I make take those stances today, but they will judged by those yet to come, those in the future. I don’t want to find myself, many years from now, grandchild on my knee and be asked by them about some injustice and unjust practice of this era and what I felt about it. I don’t want to uncomfortably shift them to the other knee and say something along the lines apologetically ” well that’s just how things were” or “how people were”. Excuse myself like the millions before me have of their complicity of the many wrongs humans have perpetuated against themselves throughout the ages.To hell with that argument. Let those of the present damn me, for it is not they who I act for, it is not they who will absolve me.

Where the scholar looked ages in religious tomes for it, Where the pilgrim walked many miles  and my holy sites in search of it, it was he who was simple who had found it. He had found his God, the thing he ought to worship, not in books or places no, for he always had it, he merely listened to his conscience that was all.