Category: Norm Reynolds

Reformulating vehicle/bike/pedestrian relations for a better Comox Valley transportation brew

!!…###___###…!!(words you don’t want to see in print and I would rather not admit to using)—but use them I did! The words just poured out like a Mount Polley sized tailings rupture of words I didn’t, actually, know were so instantly accessible to my vocabulary! If I had had time to think about it, I would have chosen my words more carefully. But, I didn’t have time to think. I had only a split second to get my bike stopped to avoid being run over by yet another vehicle whose driver seemed oblivious to the idea that roads—especially in commercial parking lots—are supposed to be shared with pedestrians and cyclists as well as cars and trucks.

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Beyond Petulance

What could possibly be more absurd than hordes of American people and their legislators spending a lot of anxious time worrying over whether Russian agents injected game changing, Trump promoting “fake news” along with highly persuasive algorithm-informed bot-ature into the American election?

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Salt marching to a better world

I went out for a walk today, New Year’s day—along the river, through Ruth Masters Greenway, along the powerline, by the river. Broken soft white clouds dotted the balmy blue sky. The warm sun reflected off a crunchy few centimeters of snow as white and fresh as the clouds. People smiled in passing and even the dogs seemed friendly. But I was brooding.

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Growing Pains

A United Nations audit of the Paris Agreement on international efforts to curb emission of greenhouse gases found that even if signators keep their pledges the Earth will heat to at least three degrees Celsius above pre industrial levels by 2100.

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Balm for the Heart

I can understand those who see the plot and characters in the—now playing at the Rialto—movie Wonder as being so sentimentally superficial that it makes a good bed time story for children and little else. I could have made that assessment, but sometimes what we see is more about who we are than any objective reality in the world we behold. And, who we are sometimes changes. Thursday night when went to the Rialto with a friend to see Wonder, I wasn’t looking for a hard hitting, intellectually satisfying narrative about the complex world around us. I was, unbeknownst to me, looking for exactly what Wonder delivers—a simple-though credible enough, emotionally moving story suggesting there is, yet, something endearing, something—dare I say—noble about human life.

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