What can we say? What can we do?
This flood thing is just getting ridiculous.
OK, I suppose some bright thinking entrepreneur type might start offering Roche Percee gondola rides for a price, but otherwise, it just gets more frustratingly frustrating.
This much we know. Rafferty was not built to the specifications to handle a once in a one-hundred year flood. It works, but we now know its limitations and this year the water exceeded the limitations. That's the fact of life, we move on, after we've mopped up and pumped out. The situation got out of control slowly but surely, and I guess that hurts as much as a sudden tsunami type of event. Our knee jerk reactions to the growing problems just weren't good enough and so we have what we have.
For some, the extra wetness is a mild inconvenience. For others, it's a downright nuisance as they pump out and mop up and for yet others, it's pretty well devastation. What a rotten way to lose a home! After all, a home is a home, it has emotional attachments, it's not just a box with a lid in which we keep our things. Homes are important because they contain our character and our personalities. Some people have lost theirs now, or are losing them.
We don't hold funerals for houses ... maybe we should.
Just remember to be sensitive and aware of those who are going through some pretty difficult times these days, and as the watershed folks informed us, it isn't over yet. We must brace ourselves for at least one more onslaught.
Now on to other more cheerful items, such as the Vancouver Canucks losing the Stanley Cup final game to the unstoppable, brilliant Boston Bruins.
Canada's team? Highly unlikely. By midnight of that final game night, the Canucks were embarrassed to be Vancouver's team.
Talk about your two-bit hillbilly action on the downtown streets of hickville city. Good grief, I even saw a Youtube clip of one of the rioters threatening to punch out a young girl because she was trying to yell some sense into his otherwise vacant cerebellum ... to no avail.
So way to go Vancouver ... way to go Canada, for that matter.
We have other nations rioting for food or rioting to rid themselves of diabolical despots and thieving dictators in an attempt to reach out for democracy. And over on our addle-brained West Coast we have a riot over a hockey game! How pitiful. What did that say about our society as a whole? How pampered and overly spoiled and stupid are we anyway?
We spill blood, wreck businesses, cost ourselves millions of dollars in damages, wreck a decent international reputation just because an overrated hockey team can't put the puck in a net?
I know ... blame Roberto Luongo. In fact, I think he's responsible for these floods we're getting around here too. Canuck fans are probably blaming him for the Palestinian and Israeli stalemate and the mortgage defaults.
Anyway, I personally enjoyed the game and what a bunch of hogwash it was to be concerned about returning the Stanley Cup to Canada. This is an international trophy, played for by players who come from all corners of the globe who wear different colours of laundry representing a varying array of cities. This wasn't the Olympics folks, it was a hockey playoff game featuring millionaires with sticks and ugly beards. And don't get me started about all that is wrong with the Olympics too!
Enuff said for this week.
