Do you have a vision for the Town of Comox? Have you had ideas about your community, but were uncertain about how to share them? The next municipal election will be held on Saturday, Oct. 20. It’s time to start thinking about how you can play an active part in shaping the future of Comox.
A public forum at 7 p.m. on Tuesday, May 8 at the Comox Golf Club will discuss how you can make an important contribution to the democratic process and have a positive impact on your community.
In their book, The Universe Story: From the Primordial Flaring Forth to the Ecozoic Era, Brian Swimme and Thomas Berry predict the coming of the Ecozoic Era. (“Eco” from the Greek “house or home”, and “Zoic” from the Greek, meaning “pertaining to living things” thus “the house or home of living things”.) The dominant characteristic of this new era will be a mutually enhancing relationship between our species and Earth.
Some folks will say, “This is ridiculous. They can’t just make up a name for a new era. Do they think they have a crystal ball or something to see into the future?”
The big money party is over and what a party it was. Given its well-deserved reputation in B.C. it’s fitting that it went out with a bang in 2017.
First, though, a walk down memory lane for an appreciation of its shock and awe legacy on B.C. politics.
Between 2005 and 2017, B.C.’s political parties reported $206.9 million in donations ($250+), with the B.C. Green party raking in $4.3 million, the B.C. NDP ($63 million) and the B.C. Liberal party ($132 million). Trade unions accounted for $20.6 million of the haul, individuals ($74.9 million) and corporations ($90.4 million), with the balance split among unincorporated businesses and non-profits.
I suspect that when many folks hear the term “earthlings” they think of science fiction. I have a favourite movie I watch every time it comes on TV: “Close Encounters of the Third Kind.” Superior beings in a space ship scoop up “earthlings” into their ship and at the end we see the skinny space creatures walking down a ramp letting the “earthlings” go.
That’s not what I mean by “earthlings”.
I have just finished a book that helped me learn some truths about our shared history here in BC. It is called ‘Makuk- A New History of Aboriginal-White Relations’ by John Lutz , who teaches history at the University of Victoria. Some who attended the 2014 Pacific Northwest Labour History Association conference in Cumberland may remember the excellent presentation he and Wedlidi Speck gave on ‘Aboriginal Coalminers on Vancouver Island.’
In the run-up to the creation of Nunavut in 1999 I was giving a workshop on reframing in Resolute, the small Inuit community closest to the North Pole. The participants were kadluna (white) civil servants. The subject was reframing—how our cultures teach us to see the world and give it meaning.
Comox has just lost the last remains of the 6,000+ year-old Cape Lazo Garry oak prairie. Until last year when the Department of National Defense took an active interest in this site, it was a poorly- stewarded 1 to 2 acre corner of land at the bottom of the Comox Valley airfield fronting Knight and Kye Bay Roads. This original part of what must have been Dr. Walter Gage’s father’s farmland, was converted on the eve of WWII into the airfield that we know today as CFB Comox.
My first real job was working as a community organizer in a counter-culture neighbourhood on Milwaukee’s East Side. The war in Vietnam was sending us heroin- addicted Vietnam vets, the Gay Pride movement was just getting started, and the Jesus Freaks were big into the magic mushrooms. All of this happening in what used to be a working class community. I was hired by the Lutheran Church to help the street people set up needed programs.
The Vancouver Island Health Authority (Island Health) board of directors will hear several presentations today from north Island residents.
By holding its March 29th meeting in Courtenay, the board has given local residents an opportunity to voice their many concerns, which this website first brought to the public’s attention in a series of articles in January.
The other day I was driving along the highway next to the ocean and I noticed a large number of eagles in the trees. They had come, as they always do at this time of year, to await the annual migration of what a friend calls “the little fishies”—the herring. The eagles reminded me of a story I heard many years ago from a professor in my scripture studies.