Friday 4 December 2020

Turn, Turn, Turn

                     Karen

Jan. 14, 1940 - Nov. 21, 2020


I buried my sister today

     From fifteen hundred miles away

     Yet I thought I was okay...

But I’m slipping out of phase,

    Floating from place to place

    Lost in time and space...








Turn, Turn, Turn


To everything, turn, turn, turn

There is a season turn, turn, turn

And a time to every purpose

Under heaven


A time to be born, a time to die

A time to plant, a time to reap

A time to kill, a time to heal

A time to laugh, a time to weep


A time to build up, a time to break down

A time to dance, a time to mourn

A time to cast away stones

A time to gather stones together


 A time of love, a time of hate

A time of war, a time of peace

A time you may embrace

A time to refrain from embracing


A time to gain, a time to lose

A time to rend, a time to sew

A time for love, a time for hate

A time for peace, I swear it's not too late.


Pete Seeger, from a Biblical verse




Saturday 21 November 2020

To Mask or Not to Mask



Everyone has an opinion on this subject. Everyone has found an “expert” to back up their opinion. It’s a hot topic in conversations and online. Strong feelings are expressed; people are exasperated at those who steadfastly refuse to agree with their stance on the subject. The heated debate goes on... and on... and on...

The mainstream news anchors, Federal and Provincial top doctors, and numerous scientists are recommending the wearing of face masks in all public places where physical distancing is not possible. Those sitting on this side of the argument agree - because you may, unknowingly, be an asymptomatic carrier, a mask worn properly may be an effective tool to protect others from you. 


On the flip side of this issue stands the strong individualist. The government, they say, is using the pandemic to control the people, to restrict our freedoms! It’s a hoax. COVID-19 is no worse than the annual flu and no more deadly. Masks don’t work. The whole thing is overblown. Those in power are afraid to admit their pandemic strategy has needlessly caused economic hell and a state of fear for the public. They’ve made a colossal error and are at a loss for a real solution. 

COVID-19 is serious and often deadly for the elderly and those with compromised immune systems and/or pre-existing medical conditions. Infected healthy people generally recover and many have only mild symptoms. So why shut the economy down!! Why don’t we protect the vulnerable and let the rest of us get back to normal? Great idea. Tell me, how are we going to accomplish that? Vulnerable people do not live, nor thrive, in isolation. Someone who thought they were virus free carried COVID-19, directly or indirectly, to every vulnerable person who contracted it.

Sadly, there’s one thing this pandemic has brought to the forefront - grandmothers, grandfathers, elderly parents, the sick or immune compromised, the poor, the homeless, and the druggies seem to be pretty much expendable in the eyes of our hedonistic society. The mismanaged nursing homes across the country certainly attest to that.

Regardless of where we stand on the issue, I think Canadians should go along with the government’s guidelines and wear a mask, mandated or not, without griping or causing a fuss. Why? Only one of my reasons addresses the effectiveness of masks - it’s easy, not all that uncomfortable, and IT MAY HELP!

Other reasons... just as important.

Wear a mask: out of respect for those who are in any way vulnerable; in order to alleviate some of the fear in the eyes of those who do not think this is a hoax; to lower the level of anxiety in those who take COVID-19 seriously because anxiety can lower our immune response; for the essential workers in the stores where we shop whose employer is trying to keep his business open and is complying with the rules laid down by the parent company; for nurses and doctors, cooks, custodial staff in our hospitals and care homes - people who are directly in contact with infected individuals at their workplace and stressed on a daily basis; so smaller businesses can open their doors once again; to honour all those directly affected by the loss of someone they love.

A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:

So many gods, so many creeds, So many paths that wind and wind, While just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs. - Ella Wheeler Wilcox, poet (5 Nov 1850-1919)

Saturday 24 October 2020

The Winter Blanket



Yesterday I pulled our winter blanket out of the upstairs closet, brought it down and retired the summer blanket, a light weight down quilt. This semi-annual blanket exchange is a constant in my life. It signals either the acceptance of colder weather or the welcoming of warmer. Our unseasonably cold October has forced me to admit the inevitable - time to perform this simple seasonal ritual, one of many repetitive actions that mark a path through my life.

Our winter blanket is an uncovered quilt, several inches thick, filled with wool batting. It came our way from a friend who no longer needed it, more years ago than my memory serves. It’s heavy, super warm, cozy and yellowed with age. I wrestled it into a duvet cover. Done. Winter’s arrival accepted. Too cold, too early. 


The light and spotty layer of snow now on the ground will soon be replaced with nature’s winter blanket. We will adapt, do wintry things, add layers of clothing, get out the snow shovels and roof rakes, scrape layers of ice from our windshields... 

After what may seem to be a terribly long time the warm weather will quietly push away the cold, spring will return, the summer blanket will be returned to the bed, and I’ll be planting the garden once more.


Sunday 27 September 2020

You Can Feel It in the Air








Autumn has arrived. The sunlight has a different glow, the air is crisper, the Aspen leaves have turned to gold, and our driveway has become a yellow brick road. But, in the 45 years I have lived on this farm I have never experienced a longer summer! Normally I would expect a killing frost around the 20th of August. Not this year. Today I still have a healthy tomato plant popping out ripe red cherry tomatoes sitting on the garden’s edge. It’s cool overnight, +4 or 5, but not freezing. 


Nevertheless, we have completed our harvest.  The potatoes and carrots are stored in the root cellar, tomatoes are ripening under a blanket upstairs, onions are braided and stored in the shop, canning (except for the tomatoes) is all done, the garden has been manured and tilled and is ready for next year, lambs have been sold, honey has been harvested. Ahhh, what a good feeling! 


Welcome Autumn, my favourite season, you may be short but you are so beautiful!












































Saturday 15 August 2020

Wrapping up the Honey Flow Season



The sunflowers have finally bloomed!

August 14

Today the Flow Frames were set aside after extracting the remainder of the honey - another 10kg+. Our total yield from this one producing hive was 33.55kg (74lbs). All I can say is WOW! It has certainly been a very good summer for honey. Thanks to the bees for all their work. Now it’s time to add Varroa mite medication and, even though there are still flowers, we’ll start providing the bees with a steady supply of sugar water to aid in the production of their winter stores. When it gets cold we’ll add an insulating wrap and a wind tarp on the north/west fence wire.




This is the Flow Hive with  the flow frames removed. The bees still in the box that held the frames will gradually move back into the hive and then the empty box will be used to house the sugar water dispenser (an inverted 2 quart jar with tiny holes in the lid) until it’s no longer needed. The 2 remaining bee boxes need to weigh about 70lbs each (bees and honey) to maintain the hive during the winter. Less and starvation can result.



Smoking the bees to settle them so that the Varroa mite medication strips can be inserted. 


Wednesday 12 August 2020

Honey Harvest Time



This is what the flow frames look like when they are full of honey.


So they say it takes 3 years to establish a good bee hive. I guess that’s right because this is our 3rd summer and our bees have given us 23kg of honey - so far. One more harvest then we’ll remove the Flow Hive and let them finish preparing for winter. So we finally answer the question - does a Flow Hive work in the centre of Alberta? It certainly does!




Harvest is easy. Open a frame with a special key after attaching a spout leading to a jar and the honey simply pours out. The  clear wrap on the top of the jar is to seal it off so  bees don’t fly into the jar during the process. The resultant honey is clean and requires no processing of any kind. The bees are not disturbed, damaged or killed during the process. No equipment is required. It just can’t be any easier than this!


We transferred the honey into one kilogram containers using a small weigh scale. All DONE!






Having successfully over-wintered our bees for three winters now (and we had quite a number of -40C days this last winter), we decided it was time to get another Flow Hive. We at first planned to split the original hive. Our bee friend brought us a new queen intending to introduce her into the new hive which would be made using a few frames of bees from the old hive. But when he had a good look at our original hive he determined the queen was not doing her egg laying job as well as she should. So, instead of placing the new queen in a new hive she was used to replace the queen in the original hive. A few weeks later he brought a new box of bees and another queen which we transferred into our new Flow Hive when it arrived in the mail and my husband assembled it.



Here’s my husband removing a frame from the transport box. 



Shaking the bees off a the last frame by the new hive. The Flow Hive has 8 frames and the transport hive had 9 so one had to be eliminated. 



The transport box still had quite a few bees left inside. They are gently brushed off in front of their new home.



Official photographer 

Thursday 9 July 2020

First Remove the Ropes





First Remove the Ropes...




Eight years ago, give a take a few months, we purchased our yurt. Over time we replaced the horse hair ropes on the exterior, and at another time the top cover (urgh). We also attempted to remove the goo that had built up on the exterior by the proximity of the Aspen forest and its seasonal distribution of seeds by using a pressure washer. It helped, but slowly the exterior canvas began to show its age and some wear where the ropes attached to the top cover (urgh) had rubbed. We had no leakage, but this year we decided to give our yurt a facelift and take advantage of Groovy Yurts’ 30% discount on the exterior canvas (brezent) for those who had already purchased a yurt.


Last time, to our amazement, Mr. Groovy Yurts (Yves Ballenegger) brought his huge truck down our driveway which is 1/4 mile long and resembles a 2 track overgrown logging trail into the bush. This time (new and bigger truck) we met him and his helper Pedro (spelling?) at the end of the driveway in our pickup. We were pleased to see Yves and even more pleased to here him say, “Would you like us to help you put it up?” 

 

So, first they (Richard helped, I chronicled) removed the ropes and the decorative skirt (hayavtch).




Then the outer layer came down. At this point a discussion was needed regarding the added layer of house wrap that goes under the canvas in wetter climates. Our climate is definitely proving to be wet, and wetter, and wetter. Although it was in pretty good shape and could have been repaired with tape, it was sure a handy time to replace it, which we decided to do.




Then Yves said, “Does it bother you that the door leans outward a little bit?” 


“Well, it bothers me a bit, and my son has noticed it too,” I said. 


It turns out you can fix that. I was amazed to watch them remove a few of the roof rafters (huns) by the door and simply push the wall up straight. Then Yves cut a couple inches off those rafters so they wouldn’t keep pushing that wall out and put them back! Magic, a perfectly vertical door!




Some of the felt had sagged a bit so it was pulled up and also tucked into the door, then the new house wrap went on.






And then on went the new exterior canvas and the new horse hair ropes. All completed in less than 2 hours. We are ever so grateful to Yves, Pedro and Groovy Yurts for doing this work for us. Had we done this project it would not have been done as well and would have been fairly stressful for us, since both of us are on the second half of our 70’s.




One last project I did was to wash the decorative skirt (hayavtch) in my washer, then scrub it with bleach and detergent to brighten it up - mostly grass stains from mowing. It looks much better but maybe next year we’ll get a new one.


We use our yurt for a guesthouse, winter and summer, a music room, a party room and a place to chill. I highly recommend yurts for this and even for living in. They are not only beautiful, but the history behind the Groovy Yurts’ company, the people in Mongolia that they employ, the philosophy and respect for Mother Earth that almost oozes from its pores... Well you can’t help but feel the energy.


Tuesday 23 June 2020

An Atmosphere of Fear and Anxiety




  My World


An Atmosphere of Fear and Anxiety


So here we are, in the beginning? midst? of a pandemic, all relying on the media to keep us informed. What has media accomplished? It doesn’t matter which media you subscribe to, which news program you watch, whether you prefer mainstream Canadian news, mainstream US news, alternate Internet news sites, Facebook memes and testimonials, or conspiracy theories. All media have succeeded in one aspect. All media have given us something to fear.


You may be afraid of Covid19, this lurking virus ready to attack us on numerous fronts. You may be scared to go anywhere, to see your friends, to shop, to pass a jogger on a trail. You’ve been told conflicting and evolving information of how to protect yourself. We are told, now, to wear masks, to physical distance. We’ve been told the virus can be mild, can be asymptomatic, people who don’t know they have it can pass it on. We’ve read frightening accounts of people who survived but whose symptoms were severe. We’ve learned that there is a slim survival rate for those who end up on ventilators. Economic hardship has been endured. Our aging population has suffered terribly simply because they live in “for profit” warehouses called long-term care homes. “Essential workers” have been hit hard due to crowded working conditions. The statistics are continually displayed to confirm the serious nature of the pandemic - the number of cases, the number of deaths. We are bombarded with all this, in the interest of our safety, every day, every newscast. To different degrees, depending on individual reactions and levels of belief, mainstream media has succeeded in creating a state of fear and anxiety in the population.



On the other hand we may think it’s all BS. We may believe this virus is no worse than the annual flu we are accustomed to. We may believe this virus was purposely released by the deep state to get people to willingly give up their privacy by installing controls such as tracking apps. We may think it’s a cover-up to eliminate physical currency and replace it with digital. Some prefer to blame the Chinese thinking they have some world domination scheme up their sleeve. Some believe the 1% have released the virus on us to control the masses who are getting rather uppity these days thinking the wealthy should be taxed heavily to provide better infrastructure and social programs. Some fear the establishment of a police state. Some think pharmaceutical corporations are delaying or hiding a treatment or cure so that they will profit greatly from a vaccine. Some think a vaccine will be mandatory and have no trust in its effectiveness or fear its side effects. Some scoff at the statistics because they know how easily statistics can be skewed. To different degrees, depending on individual reactions and levels of belief, alternate media has just as successfully succeeded in creating a state of fear and anxiety in the population.


The effect of all this conflicting information is polarization. We are getting ugly.

We are aligning ourselves with one camp or another. We sneer and snarl at one another on social media, pass along both our substantiated and unsubstantiated beliefs. We criticize any action “committed” by public figures that seems, to us, to be in conflict with the mainstream narrative. We berate people in public for not wearing a mask or physical distancing. We purposely invade someone’s personal space to see their reaction. We scoff at people who adhere to the recommendations of the WHO. We report on people who fail to follow the rules. And on, and on...


We are acting like a bunch of chimpanzees facing off in a battle for territory.


Even though I live in what I would call the best of all possible worlds during this crazy time, I still find myself feeling out of balance. I am more and more finding it necessary to tune out the media. On my personal Facebook page I’m avoiding the pandemic, forwarding pictures of birds, art, beautiful places, accomplishments - anything light, positive, uplifting, humorous. I won’t live in a bubble and will continue to pay attention, but for my mental well-being I need to concentrate on other aspects of life. Maybe I’m not the only one who needs to take a step back and breathe.


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Friday 1 May 2020

Free Range Eggs



This is today’s collection of  free range, free in every way, eggs. Look a bit small to you? Well, yes, they are a little smaller than Bantam chicken eggs. They are pigeon eggs - perfectly edible, perfectly tasty, absolutely free range and raised on natural food which we do not provide. Other than gleaning a few tidbits of barley left from feeding our ewes every morning, “our” flock of pigeons forage nearby fields for their food (no city junk food for them!).


We lived here on our farm for close to 40 years before the pigeons found us. We’ve always blamed the destruction of a wooden granary about 6 km away for making them homeless refugees. They were under a forced evacuation order! Upon arrival they moved into our house, inside the insulation of the roof. We were not pleased. After quite a lot of work and some renovations we convinced them to find more appropriate lodgings in our barn. Since then my husband has spent a fair amount of time training them to confine their residence to the loft, just so their droppings are more concentrated and we are not bombarded with frantic pigeons every time we open the barn door. This training, I am told, consists of grabbing any pigeons who try to reside within (they are fairly easy to net) and holding them directly in front of your face, staring directly into their eyes and having a serious talk with them, letting them know there are unpleasant consequences to their actions.  


My husband grumbles a lot about the yearly pigeon poop clean-up before lambing begins, but we try to look on the bright side and enjoy the advantages of having them in residence. They are quite pretty; their cooing is a pleasant sound; it’s enjoyable to watch their helicopter flying in formation; and they provide us with a few eggs (resulting in a planned parenthood program which they most certainly need) and an occasional pigeon feast. (If you ever read “Watership Down” by Richard Adams you may see some similarities in our management policies.) We feel this is a small price to pay for a secure and cosy place to live. In any case this rental agreement seems to be acceptable as the pigeons are clearly not going away.





Monday 6 April 2020

Our House, Lambing Time












































APRIL 4. Outside early morning -21C. A ewe lamb somehow managed to get  out of the barn shortly after birth in the early morning, before our first check. One of triplets, she was found lying in the snow on her day of birth. Another lamb was also outside, chilly but still in good shape. The mother was inside giving tender loving care to the third lamb. This little one was not doing well so we brought her in the house. I dipped her limbs in warm water, towelled her off and set her by the fire, alive but...time will tell. 

Her responses were poor so RB stomach fed her and we left her to warm up. When she began to perk up I made a bed for her in a Rubbermaid tub & spent the remainder of the day coaxing her to drink from a bottle. By evening she had figured out the relationship between sucking on the bottle and getting food.

APRIL 5. She’s perky, noisy, finally able to get up and walk around but not out of the woods yet. Her back legs are swollen, don’t seem to work all that well, probably frost bitten. We are sharing the mostly unspoken reality that she may have to be euthanized. Life and death struggles/decisions are not uncommon on a farm. We are not insensitive, just realistic. Here’s hoping the damage to her limbs is not too great. Today is warmer on the thermometer but humid, snowing, no sun. Hoping for better weather, a successful lamb crop, and not too much heartbreak.

The mother of the triplets decided that the other lamb that was found outside was not hers and has been refusing to feed her. This is not uncommon when lambing is disrupted and confusing. So she is now confined in a stanchion, keeping her from batting the unwanted lamb away from her teats. This hungry lamb had a happy and long session under her mother, sucking happily, tail wagging, filling up her belly. After 3 or 4 days the ewe is expected to change her mind and decide this is her offspring after all. Her smell after ingesting her mom’s milk will change, become the same as the accepted lamb’s smell. This process is also used when fostering another ewe’s lamb if the mother ewe is unable to feed it.


APRIL 6. The lamb in the house is eating well but seems to be having a harder time getting up.... I’m worried.


A sad thought - in many countries throughout the world during this pandemic, doctors are forced to make the same life and death decisions for members of their flock - prognosis poor, save those who have a better chance. What a terrible, disheartening position to be in for a person who is dedicated to saving lives.































Wednesday 1 April 2020

Raisin Bread





Raisin Bread


A good friend who has a bread maker told me he made a loaf of raisin bread and took it to his mom for a treat. Just mentioning raisin bread got my husband and I salivating. In saner times I’d pick up a loaf now and then at the grocery store, but these are really unprecedented crazy times - not going to the store anytime soon. I have been making my own bread for many moons and I always use part of the dough for cinnamon buns, just roll it out and spread butter, cinnamon and sugar on top, jelly roll it up and cut into pieces. They are delicious and don’t last very long, grazed on until gone, usually in a day or two. But I’ve never made raisin bread and wouldn’t want to make a whole batch (5 loaves) cause there’s only two of us and I don’t have sufficient freezer space to store the extras. But I guess isolation brings on the desire to try new things in the kitchen so....

I made my usual bread dough adding only 10 of the 12 cups of flour called for in my recipe. I separated off 2 cups of this mix to a separate bowl and let the two batches rise in their covered bowls. Since I hadn’t added all the flour yet the first rise was somewhat gooey. I sprinkled cinnamon over the top of the risen dough in the small bowl, added approximately 1/8 cup sugar, 1/8 cup butter and a handful off softened raisins (I boiled the  raisins in a bit of water to plump them up) and mixed all this in. I kneaded the two batches separately on a heavily floured counter to arrive at a more bread like consistency, left them to rise again. After this second rising I formed 3 regular loaves, one raisin bread loaf, and one batch of cinnamon buns, let all rise again and baked at 375 till done.

I’m happy to say my raisin bread turned out quite yummy and went as fast as  the cinnamon buns, a couple more slices and it’s gone.



🎶 Mama’s little baby loves raisin, raisin, mama’s little baby loves raisin bread 🎶




Friday 27 March 2020

Oatmeal Raisin Bars


Pandemic Covid-19 Isolation Day 10 and needing a hearty snack. These are easy and yummy. Not gaining weight during isolation/social distancing may turn out to be difficult. Seems like baking is a good take-your-mind-off-it-all activity for me.


Oatmeal raisin bars



3/4 c butter or margarine, softened

3/4 c packed brown sugar

1/4 c granulated sugar

1 egg

—————- mix these together

Add

1/2 t salt

1/2 t cinnamon

1 c flour

2 c large flake rolled oats 

1 c raisins

—————- mix till blended well, may need to use your hands as batter is thick.

Press into bake pan.


Bake at 350 in a square bake pan lined w/parchment (or buttered & floured),

about 25 minutes until toothpick come out w/ a few moist crumbs. 

Take care, over-baking will make them hard.

Cool in the pan, lift out and cut into squares.


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Lambing to starts April 1st, counting the days. Waiting impatiently for the snow to melt, the geese to return, and the pussy willows to lure the bees from their hive.


Sunday 22 March 2020

Unsung Heroes

Funny, the things we think we cannot do without when all of a sudden our supply chain appears to be threatened - toilet paper, cleaning products, disposable diapers... hmmm. Well flour is gone from many shelves so some people must be thinking clearly. Rumours abound, frightening people into even more panic buying/hoarding. 


The US border is now closed to all but necessary traffic. What traffic is necessary in times like these? Trucks - the supply chain of foodstuffs and all the other products we've become accustomed to having readily on our shelves, cleaning products, medications. Canada is dependant on our neighbours to the south. Maybe, after this is over, we’ll reassess this dependency and make some changes.


Country folk, naturally isolated and tending to be more self-sufficient, are probably better prepared for the unprecedented scenario we find ourselves in. But we need supplies too, and vets and veterinary products. We ventured out of our self isolation for sheep minerals and salt, meds, just yesterday, and will have to go again. Town was very quiet, easy to self distance. People are beginning to understand.


We spoke to our son recently. His family is in lockdown but he still has to work. He’s a self-employed truck and trailer mechanic, part of that vital supply chain. He compared the trucking industry to the human circulatory system - the highways to the veins and arteries, trucks and their drivers to the red blood cells carrying oxygen, and the mechanics to the white blood cells fighting the diseases that invade the body. Without this system, catastrophic failure. That’s how vital our transportation system is. 


In times like this we begin to recognize the anonymous people out there who serve so many basic functions in society that are vitally important. We begin to take notice of occupations that are rarely acknowledged. Those in the medical profession, nurses, doctors, pharmacists - we see them and hear them. They are brave to go to work! But so are the janitors, the grocery people, retail clerks, bus drivers, truckers, mechanics, postal workers, oil field workers, farmers, all those folks we would describe as “the working man/woman”... the list is extensive, longer than we realize. These are the people who are still out there, who must be out there, who cannot work from home. They are vital to our health, safety, food security. Many are self-employed, many are minimum wage earners, many are, in normal times, quite invisible.


I want to raise a glass of 2020 Isolation Raspberry Wine (which I’ve named my last batch of 30 bottles) to all these incredible people, to thank them, to recognize their contribution to society, and to tell them they are appreciated. Please be as safe as possible. We need you. 





Friday 28 February 2020

A Leisurely Country Stroll

A Leisurely Country Stroll


Oh my, you’re so lucky, country lady! Just step out the door and walk wherever you like, no traffic, no people, just the serenity of nature, ahhh, wonderful! 


But walking in the country can be more restrictive than urbanites think. On my farm there’s unmanageable gates, electric fences, a not-so-nice ram. Once these obstacles are avoided though, there are some nice bush trails and walking can be pretty special. But add piles of deep snow and that idyllic picture changes drastically. I’m not as steady on my feet as I once was. It almost seems like my main  spring has sprung. For me right now, walking a snow covered foot trodden trail, cross country skiing or snowshoeing are out of the question. I could walk the local roadways, but I always take 3 - 6 dogs and don’t want to worry about traffic or a confrontation with neighbouring dogs. So, due to the hitch in my get-along, in winter I can only walk our plowed 1/4 mile driveway.


Then there’s the ice! A wee melt, an overnight freeze, freezing rain - a good recipe  for a skating rink! Standing becomes challenging, walking isn’t a pleasure, it’s a tricky trek back and forth from one safe spot to another! 


And getting ready to go out for a walk - you need gear - hiking boots, work boots, mud boots, snow boots, or boots with ice cleats on the bottom, toques, mitts, jackets, trekking poles! Makes the recliner look pretty inviting! 


Town walking isn’t great either, parking lots are particularly treacherous. Maybe a treadmill? Move to a warmer climate? Wait for the  spring thaw? 


Suck it up and stop being a pansy? That’s it, I can/will do this. If I take my camera maybe I can remind myself of winter’s beauty. It is beautiful, yes, and so very serene.






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Thursday 20 February 2020

Out Beyond the Memes

I need to make an admission. My first reaction to the blockades being held in support with the Wet'suwet'en hereditary chiefs (who unanimously opposed the Coastal Gas Link/Trans Canada pipeline and did not give consent for work to go forward on their land) was in favour of shutting them down, because of the harm  being done to the businesses, corporations, farmers and individuals who were being hurt by these blockades. I forwarded a post which claimed that the elected chiefs and the native people were largely in support of the pipeline. Because of this the pipeline should go forward. 


Quoted from the article - “But the protesters have aligned themselves with five Wet’suwet’en hereditary chiefs opposed to the pipeline, and not the 13,000 Indigenous British Columbians represented by all the band councils that support it....It’s an especially inconvenient fact for pipeline protesters who say they are blocking roads, bridges, highways, train tracks and public buildings in solidarity with Indigenous people. They sure aren’t representing the Indigenous people working on the pipeline. Of the 1,000 people currently employed by the project, about one-third are estimated to be First Nations.” (https://theprovince.com/news/bc-politics/mike-smyth-the-inconvenient-truth-for-pipeline-blockaders?). “


My comment - “It’s the hereditary chiefs that are against this pipeline, the elected are for it. Food for thought here, maybe the old men and women need to get out of the way and let the younger people move forward.” 


And besides that I have commented that lots of times protesters just jump on the bandwagon without really knowing the facts behind their actions. Running on emotions dredged up by memes.


I regret having said this. Why? Well, I read some more, I checked out the other side of the story. There always is another side, often several other sides. Like most people, I tend to instantly take the side that agrees with my thinking, to pass on the article or meme that corroborates my point of view. But I do at least read what I pass on. Reading articles, going beyond the memes that mimic our core beliefs, does not seem to be a common undertaking amongst Facebook users. Nor does fact checking. Fact checking is hard and often quite difficult to accomplish. This is a complex issue. To get our facts straight we would need to go into depth, into history, do massive amounts of reading and still may find ourselves unqualified to make a judgement.

So did I change my opinion on this controversial subject? Well, it’s certainly been altered. Politicians keep hammering on the illegality of the blockades, the harm they are causing, the “rule of law” that’s being stomped upon. Trudeau seems to be simply watching things unfold, no action to end the blockades and move the pipeline forward. Sheer is blustering, calling for a vote of confidence, making sure people remember that he is still the leader of the federal Conservative party.


But I am finding in my continued reading, that, once again, it seems Canada has failed to do its due diligence, has failed to negotiate with those who are actually in charge. Rule of Law - whose law? What have the courts said over the years about the rule of law in unceded territories? Is Canada’s law the law that needs to be upheld in this case? Read this article from the Tyee (https://thetyee.ca/News/2020/02/14/Wetsuweten-Crisis-Whose-Rule-Law/?utm_source=daily) and maybe you’ll begin to see why Canada should not, cannot, claim “rule of law” to justify immediately shutting down these protests and going forward with the pipeline, why they must now negotiate with the hereditary chiefs. 


Another point, what in blazes is the difference between hereditary chiefs and elected chiefs? Why do the hereditary chiefs have jurisdiction and not the elected chiefs? Read on.


A long article on this subject has been circulating on Facebook, original author’s name was withheld. I have pulled out a few paragraphs which provided information previously unknown to me. Is this source accurate? Is any? 


“Wet'suwet'en, Canadian, and international laws do in fact recognize the hereditary chiefs as the rightful decision-makers on their respective territories. These rights and titles have never been extinguished or surrendered. By all legal rights, they are sovereign people.


“Furthermore, in Canada, the duty to consult is a statutory, contractual, and common law obligation that must be fulfilled by the Crown prior to taking actions or making decisions that may have consequences for the rights of Indigenous peoples. This has been affirmed and clarified by various SCC rules including the Haida case in 2004, Beckham v. little Salmon/Carmacks case in 2010, and Tsilhqot'in Nation v. BC in 2014.


“So, when consultation happened, the hereditary chiefs of all five clans of Wet'suwet'en unanimously opposed the pipeline proposal and did not give consent for Coastal Gas Link/Trans Canada to work on their lands. The Wet’Suwet’en hereditary chiefs instead proposed an alternate route for the pipeline that wouldn’t go through sensitive cultural and ecological areas.


“On December 31, 2019, the Supreme Court of BC ruled that the permits of Coastal Gas Link trumped Wet'suwet'en law. Read that again. Industry permit somehow was chosen over law that has been in place since time immemorial. 


“... the Indian Act ...create(d) and forcibly implement(ed) a new governance system, the band council (aka "elected chiefs"), onto Indigenous nations. This governance system was specifically designed to mimic the Canadian system and ignore traditional First Nations governance. Essentially, the band council is an extension of the Canadian government and is designed to assimilate the nation into Canada to facilitate colonial settlement and resource extraction. When the media/elected officials start blasting, "but the band council says this," this is what you need to keep in mind. Do you think it's a coincidence that the Canadian government continue(s) to publicly proclaim the decisions of elected officials in a system the government themselves created? No, it's not a coincidence, it's strategy.


“... traditional forms of governance did not end in 1867 and they did not end with the Indian Act. They have never ended. Nations never surrendered their sovereignty over to the Canadian government and protocol has always been that the band council has jurisdiction over what happens on reserve, but hereditary chiefs have, and have always had, jurisdiction over traditional territory.

Sro, remember the 22,000 sq km I talked about before? That's what the hereditary chiefs have control over and what is in contention with Coastal Gas Link today.”


 I originally learned that the hereditary chiefs have proposed an alternate route that would be acceptable from news sources outside of Canada or the USA. We are getting a lot of international press on this issue. Controversy over Indigenous rights vs colonial rights is not exclusively a Canadian problem. The world is watching. How will this crisis be solved? Why has Canadian media been so quiet about this possible “alternative route”? How can we solve this controversy to the satisfaction of these hereditary chiefs and those in opposition to them? Surely we cannot allow these blockades to continue! Maybe we should agree to a moratorium, cease the blockades while negotiations between Canada and those who stand on the right side of the “rule of law” take place. Jurisdiction over indigenous lands needs to be honoured. We need to start doing consultations on such projects properly, instead of hoping we can quickly and quietly bulldoze our way to project completion unnoticed by those affected. We would save millions of dollars by doing it right in the first place.