No Mercy

I do not struggle with the idea of people having faith in an almighty being. In fact, I will defend anyone’s right to believe in the God of their choosing. We deserve religious freedoms and a choice to worship any deity we choose… or don’t choose as the case may be. Religion can be a powerful force of good in the world. I know a few very religious people, and they use their faith as a cornerstone for their integrity. They are honourable, respectable, good natured friends, neighbours, and citizens to their core.

I also see religious fanaticism as a significant problem in our world. A problem which fosters hate, and forces people into indoctrinated, evil beliefs. Beliefs which permits them to do unspeakable acts that are not only extremely harmful, but also an embarrassment to humanity.

Both of these can coexist simultaneously, across multiple religious beliefs. It’s not necessarily the religions themselves but misguided humans choosing to blindly follow interpretations of doctrine that bring out the worst in faith and humanity. And so the paradox of intolerance comes into play… we need to have intolerance for bad faith actors, while insuring we are remaining tolerant of good people of all faiths, even if especially if they are different than ours.

And this leaves me with two things for which I find myself less and less tolerant:

1. Uninvited preaching

There have been a few very public examples recently of people preaching their gospel on airplanes. They take advantage of a captive audience and without invitation decide that they will evangelize. I have the utmost tolerance and even acceptance of them believing what they want to believe, and I think they have every right to evangelize inside the confines of their church. But I’m intolerant of this idea of evangelizing to a captive audience who did not choose to listen but are stuck doing so.

Solution: Sing a song like ‘Row-Row-Row Your Boat’. Almost everyone knows the lyrics and people who don’t want to listen to preaching can easily join in and drown out the preacher (who is ultimately being rude). I understand that the singing wasn’t invited either, but I truly believe this is a lesser of two evils. The video examples demonstrate that even trying to complain permits these people to continue to evangelize, and then even claim religious persecution… making themselves out to be the victim rather than the social delinquents that they are. You can’t argue with fanatics, so just drown them out so no one can hear them.

2. Proclamations of God’s work

I’m not going to share the sources of the next examples, because like many of the commenters, (who are the reason these came across my feed), I have nothing kind to say about these posts. A reverend shared the image of a lone green house that withstood the horrific floods in Nepal, caused by the breaking up of a large glacier. His caption with the image said, “This house withstood all the flood challenge in Nepal. It’s all about the mercy of God and not necessarily the ingenuity of the Architectural work.”

What an ignorant and hateful thing to say.

Here is another example, this one came with a video showing the devastation all around the same green house, “I believe God decided to save them. It wasn’t because of the engineer who built the structure or because the structure was strong enough to protect them. I believe it was simply God’s intervention that kept them alive.”

So cruelly insensitive.

Thousands of people dead, many with no opportunity to escape the impending floodwaters. So many lives ended, so many more will continue to suffer in the coming months, and you brag about your god being merciful and saving one family, one house? It’s embarrassing that in a tragedy of this scale, this is where you see your god! The insensitivity is at a scale that can best be described as horrific. Imagine a Nepalese neighbour, who survived the flood, but lost family members, reading that post. I shudder to think of how hurtful it would be to see people praising their god for this.

Solution: I’ve already seen this in the comments. Ridicule anyone who praises the ‘God of the gaps’… call out the hypocrisy of thanking god for a shimmer of compassion in a river of devastation. If your all-powerful god is so selective in his mercy, he is vindictive, mean-spirited, and hateful. And if you are going to spew hurtful ignorance, you deserve the backlash that you get.

I struggle to not sound upset and angry when I share these ideas, but that’s the nature of the paradox of intolerance. We cannot extend tolerance to the intolerant, and religious zealots uninvitedly proselytizing or people seeing the hand of god amongst hurt and devastation is cruelty disguised as mercy. This is unacceptable, and we can’t sit by and let it happen. It’s not contributing to our society in any positive way… and it’s not what any kind, loving god would want.

Dolly

Thomas Gusky shared this on LinkedIn:

“Imagine spending 80 years on the planet, writing over 3000 songs, winning 11 Grammy Awards, 10 CMAs, 1 Emmy, countless nominations, having 55 top 10 hits…and at the end of your life, no one talks about that.

Instead they talk about the kind of person you were; how you loved others well, how you stayed true to yourself, how you were generous and would champion others, and how you inspired others to do the same. If that’s not the goal, I don’t know what is.

RIP Dolly.”

And earlier I saw this post by Pearlmania500 on TikTok:

https://www.tiktok.com/@pearlmania500/video/7678083962782125343

Paraphrasing: She could have been a billionaire, but chose instead to send kids in her state books to read. Books to encourage not only reading but good values too.

There are so many good people in this world. I think it’s worth taking a moment to pause and appreciate how wonderful someone was when they pass away… Maybe inspire some of us to do a few more kind things than we normally would.

Dolly Parton will be missed by so many more than just those who loved her music.

It finally feels official

My last full day at work was in the first week of July. My last official day was July 31st. But the first real hint that I’ve retired was felt this past Wednesday, when all my Principal and Vice Principal colleagues headed to our board office for a full day of meetings… and I didn’t have to go. It was positively anticlimactic, because I treated it like any other day in my summer holidays.

I did receive an early morning text from a friend and she said, “First day back today. Going to miss trying to find my buddy in the crowd. Enjoy your day!!!!” So I had a frame to set up my thinking about the day and how different it was going to be. Still, I felt no pangs, nor did I feel any celebratory inklings. It just felt lucky to keep going with my summer.

The next big moment will be the first day of school. My Everest the Crunch buddy, Dave, and I are planning a hike on that day. Then just over a week later we are headed to Tofino, and then to do the West Coast Trail (WCT). Just over a week after we return from that, I’m headed to Ontario for 3 weeks in October.

I’ve said for weeks now, when people ask how I like retired life, “Ask me in November, when I’m home and my wife is going to work. Until then, I’m just having a nice extended summer.” That has been my assumed threshold where I figured the experience of retired life would really hit me. But I now feel it has come a little early.

Today I went for a long walk with Dave in my new hiking boots to get ready for the WCT. We walked from his place to the Crunch, did our first crunch since Everesting it (37 times up in less than 2 days, to reach the hight of Mt. Everest), then walked to Starbucks.

The one person in front of me in the line was old, wheelchair bound, and extremely slow. Twenty seconds or so after his transaction, while putting his wallet away, he got confused and pulled it out to pay again, until the cashier politely told him he already paid. Then I waited while he re-put-away his wallet and finally wheeled off. In all honesty, despite my thoughtfulness about his age and challenges, a process like this will often send negative thoughts through my head. I’d think things like, ‘Of course I only have one person in front of me and he takes more time than 3 people.’ Or something else unkind, not because I don’t understand or empathize, but because I’d take in a Murphy’s Law kind of belief system where I’d think I’m always the sucker that has to wait in the slowest lineup.

Today I realized I wasn’t in a rush. I didn’t have to run off to work or a meeting. I wasn’t pressed for time, on the clock, with places to go and people to meet. I could take the time to notice things like the barista asking this elderly man by name if he was eating in or outside so that she could bring him his drink and food when it was ready. And I could see the patience and kindness of the teller when she told this man he already paid. This wonderful man was a regular and this was his community coffee shop.

And I’m not in a rush. My head isn’t overflowing with plans, and my calendar isn’t filled with consecutive appointments. I am not on anyone else’s schedule. I can pause and appreciate a senior in our community being taken care of in a coffee shop by caring service workers who look out for him… And right then I really felt it. I’m retired. I didn’t have to wait until November.

Parents Today

It’s a catchy title, ‘Parents Today’, an invite to go on a rant and share how society has changed and how parents are the problem. And, yes, this is a bit of a rant, but I want to start by saying this is a trend, not an issue with every parent… but it is indeed something I’ve seen more and more of.

That said, I’ve shared before, and I still believe that parents are our partners in education, and I believe it really does take a community to raise a child. And when we work together as educators and parents we can do great things. I’ve seen this in action. We had two sisters thrive at our school. One of them was able to train 20+ hours a week at her sport, still had time in Grade 12 to follow her passions, compose, produce, and sing an entire album of songs, and get high enough grades to get into the university program of her choice.

Her younger sister joined us and was quiet, and I wasn’t sure if she was enjoying herself. Then at the second PAC (Parent Advisory Council) meeting, her mom pulled me aside afterwards to have a private conversation. She got teary-eyed and thanked me and asked me to thank the teachers. She said that this was the first time in her younger daughter’s entire school experience that she wanted to go to school. She said school from preschool to grade 8 was joyless for her daughter, it was a chore to get her to school, and like pulling teeth to get her to say anything nice about her schooling.

She told me what a delight it was to see her daughter waking up and wanting to go to school. What a joy it was to have her come home and share what she was learning. How heartwarming it was to see her smile when she spoke about school. Her mom didn’t realize that this was equally heartwarming for me and my staff to hear.

We can get things right.

But in all honesty, sometimes we don’t. Sometimes we can have challenges where a kid struggles and we have to work together to make things better. And again, when we approach challenges as a team, we can often make things better. Not always, but frequently… and this is where the rant sneaks in. I’ve noticed that it could be a lot more frequent if it wasn’t for (some) parents today.

We have parents that overshare information and humiliate their children in front of us. They embarrass their kids with private details that makes the kid feel too ashamed to look to educators for support and assistance.

We have parents that blame educators for a student not learning something. Who expect every possible accommodation for their child, and literally expect us to take the challenge out of learning. They fail to see that learning doesn’t stick when there is no effort associated with the process. They’ll watch their kid spend hours on a video game to perfect a level, then the same kid will put zero effort into an assignment and it’s the educator’s fault because he or she doesn’t understand how their kid learns.

We have parents who see themselves as their child’s friend and advocate, and will not parent them when they need a parent. They will let their child have a device in their room so they can play games or socialize until 3am, then claim it’s too hard to get them to school in the morning. ‘Turn off the wifi? Take their device away? We couldn’t do that.’ Make them go to school tired to understand the consequences of their actions? ‘Oh, no. My kid needs his rest, he’d be too upset if we did that.’

We have parents defend their child, claiming they did the work themselves, even when it’s obvious that they cheated or plagiarized. ‘Just so you know, I was sitting next to her when she wrote that.’ Actually lying to protect them like that is some sort of favour. It doesn’t matter that the child can’t define several of the words used, or that all other writing done in a supervised environment is both structurally different, and reads as if it was written by someone with a weaker vocabulary.

In each of these examples, the parent thinks they are doing their child a favour. They believe they are being advocates. Meanwhile, rather than working with educators to help their child, they are adversarial, confrontational, and/or passively harming their child by not being a parent.

The rise in number of parents I saw doing these kind of things in my last decade of education was concerning. Parents will spend more time getting Chat GPT to argue a case for their child’s ‘defence’ than they will actually parenting their child, or listening to a teacher. They will hear only their child’s perspective and come into the school with metaphorical guns blazing to defend them when the issue was minor and could have been resolved with a simple inquiry. They will send a scathing email to a teacher, realize there was a misunderstanding and then send a meek apology or no apology at all when the small concern is cleared up… Then they wonder why a teacher’s future communication to them doesn’t seem warm and caring… and claim that the teacher doesn’t like their kid.

As a principal, no matter how upset a parent was, I always started a meeting thinking, ‘We are on the same team, we both want what’s best for their child/our student.’ I’ve had hard conversations with teachers, students, and parents as a result of those conversations.

But the hardest conversations where with parents who I had to walk on eggshells around because their child, who was not being a good student, was being ruthlessly defended… And anything I said to suggest their kid had work to do was dealt with as evidence that a collective ‘we’, everyone at school, was at fault… Meanwhile I had a team of exasperated educators doing all they could with a supportive lens.

Schools can still work when there is a kid or two with parents like this, but I watched their number rise. I saw the pressure it put on educators… especially after the challenges of Covid. We are at a time when kids need the whole community to support them, and I’m seeing too many parents work against rather than with the school community.

It’s these kinds of parents that are one of the biggest problems in education today.

Spider-Man fan

I grew up in Barbados in the 1970’s and back then there was only one television channel. On the weekends, there was nothing on until 9 am. That’s when two children shows would come on. I think it was on Sundays, in might have been Saturdays. First there was Sesame Street, then Spider-Man. These were the only shows that I saw cartoons on until I moved to Canada at almost 10 years old.

To this day I can’t see the name Spider-Man without hearing the song played for the opening credits of the 1970’s version.

This evening I went to see the new Movie, Spider-Man: Brand New Day and it did not disappoint. I may no longer be the 7 year old kid wishing a radioactive spider could bite me too, but this movie did have me feeling nostalgic about those days as a kid wishing it could happen to me too.

I think that’s one of the appeals of Spider-Man, that he started out as an ordinary kid. He didn’t come from another planet, he wasn’t born with special powers. No, he had these things accidentally thrust upon him… And while the powers were great, they also made his life more challenging.

I haven’t seen a lot of the superhero movies, but I’m recalling liking the cross-over from other shows, and this has inspired me to watch some. Hard to believe, but despite being a Spider-Man fan I haven’t seen many of the previous movies, and none of the Infinity Stone movies, which I think Spider-Man plays a role in.

I think that’s going to change soon. It’s time for me to catch up!

Finding Worthy Voices

It’s hard these days to find news worthy of reading. Modern media is so focused on getting clicks and attracting attention that objectivity is lost, and with it, my desire to pay attention. Outrageous headlines, the sharing of blatant lies, and shared sources spouting the same news with different faces in different regions, does not make for an informed audience.

So where are people getting there news from? Who are the people that provide insights, and thoughtful dialogue? Who actually does the research and gathers data and information from reliable sources?

I’ve recently started reading a Canadian political writer (and former student) Darcy McNeil, ‘From the Northern Front’ on Substack.

Who else are people reading these days?

I need one more day

I was planning on writing a full reflection of Everest the Crunch today. I can’t. Definitely still in recovery mode and don’t have the energy today.

Proud of myself for having a ‘just show up’ day at the gym: Slow walk on the treadmill, and a back workout with weights at about 50-70 percent of my usual… but I showed up.

Then drove into town with my wife to visit a friend in the hospital, who had a serious fall from his mountain bike, (he’s recovering well). And that wiped me out so I’ve been lying in bed ever since.

The update/reflection will come… when it comes.

Getting Political

My background: As an educator I mostly kept my political views private/non-partisan, and would often share the importance of voting in a democracy. I say mostly because if I saw something egregious, I have felt obligated to speak up.

I’m retired now and feel like it’s time to share more about me and my personal perspective.

I am a left of center centrist. I have never voted Conservative. I have voted Liberal, but before Mark Carney, every time I voted Liberal it was a strategic vote to ensure the Conservative in our constituency did not get in. Mark Carney as leader of the Liberal party was the first time I voted Liberal, by choice, not as a strategic vote. (For my American friends, we don’t vote for our Prime Minister unless we live in his/her political riding.)

Also note: Carney is not liberal. If you look at his political strategies and approach he is conservative, and the most conservative politician I’ve ever supported. As a centrist, it was bound to happen at some time, but I’m happy to see a conservative ruler like him in power.

The world today: The American empire is falling. For my entire life I have seen the President of the United States as the ruler of the free/Western world. He has been a representative of what it means to live in a democracy with the promise of liberty, the opportunity for equality, and the potential for upward mobility… In a free world. This might never have been true, it might only ever have been a facade, but it is glaringly not the case today. You cannot be a Superpower when you punish your allies, and spew propaganda and lies, while stifling the once free media. You can note divide your population in hard times when unity is needed.

Meanwhile in Canada: With the exception of some Alberta conservatives, who have been influenced by American politics (and propaganda), Canada has never been more united. Make no mistake, times are going to get tough after the failure of US trade talks, and painful tariffs are imposed, but real Canadians understand that a trade deal can not include allowing foreign control over our sovereignty. So people of every political party and stance have united in agreement with Carney walking away from the negotiations.

The new leader: I did not think of this myself, I’ve heard it framed a few different ways in the last couple days… Mark Carney is now the leader of the free/Western world. He took his first step down this path when he spoke at Davos. I shared back then,

Prime Minister Mark Carney’s speechat The World Economic Summit in Davos was a call to action, an invite for a band of brothers to take action.”

His idea of the ‘middle powers’ uniting to carve a future out that benefited everyone was the first step. But until Canada stepped away from the trade negotiations this weekend, no middle power truly defied the unrealistic demands of the US. Now Mark Carney and Canada has shown that it is possible to stand up to the bully. And before doing so Carney not only set up some significant bilateral trade agreements with other middle powers, he has also paved the way to develop far more agreements.

Make no mistake, if you want to know who is ensuring the continuation of the values of a free/Western world, look no further than Mark Carney.

All that said: I’d still love to see a workable agreement between Canada and the US. The world is a better place if the US is part of the agreements going forward. And this would benefit both countries greatly. I believe the USA is a country in crisis… and I would like nothing better than to see the people of America, especially the ones most in need, get more support. This won’t happen with an unreliable leader who can’t be trusted to keep agreements, and who egregiously alters the truth to meet his delusional world view… while calling every other perspective ‘fake news’.

The way forward: Despite calling Mark Carney ‘the leader of the free/Western world’, the way forward now is not for him to wield power, but to wield influence. Other countries must now stand up against US bullying behaviour, and show a united front of leadership through open alliances. Canada has led the way. The question now is if other countries will follow?

Recovery time

Today I had a lovely lunch with my buddy Dave, and some family and friends. A meal that was planned for us for dinner yesterday (optimistically) thinking we’d be done Everesting the Crunch. We didn’t get finished until after 11pm. And other than a quick drive down to a local Pho restaurant with my daughter tonight, that’s all I did today.

Every other moment involved rest, relaxation, and recovery. In fact, I got home from dinner almost 3 hours ago and sat on the couch to write this and fell fast asleep. I’ll share a greater debrief of our event tomorrow. I’m off to bed again. Dave and I have a 7am workout tomorrow. Good habits need to be maintained… but I’m pretty sure tomorrow won’t be leg day! 😆