tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37384339327901911672011-04-21T15:15:32.371-04:00I've moved! For more on 21st Century Current Events and politics from a student's perspective, go to www.4000volts.wordpress.com .J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.comBlogger681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-19309475186676561982009-04-01T22:34:00.001-04:002009-04-01T22:35:55.170-04:00

Hey out there! I've moved 4000 Volts to wordpress now, a shwanky new hosting site. So long blogger, and thanks for all the fish!New Address:www.4000volts.wordpress.com

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Hello devoted readers,I've decided to move the blog from blogspot to wordpress. It seems that wordpress has many more style options to choose from, allowing greater creativity and stylistic options. And I'm all about style. I'll probably keep this blog for a few months, but then I might shut it down. I'll post the new address here as soon as I have it.

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A beaver swims through the bog with a branch in his teeth. His eyes are bright black with the sheen of the sunrise. His tail goes to work on the house that is never finished, making the usual clapping noise heard here every morning at dawn. Tall snow-capped mountains cast shadows on either side.The sky of red turns to a sea of gold, and on the adjacent shimmering trout can be seen jumping at the

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When parliament returned on January 26th and Michelle Jean delivered the new throne speech, there was only one thing on every ones mind: Will Steven Harper's new budget be good enough for Michael Ignatieff?I would submit that there was never a question of whether Ignatieff would support the budget, but how big of a price he would exact from the Conservatives for his support. And that variable

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-18656557964253838922009-01-04T22:07:00.006-05:002009-01-04T23:04:38.197-05:00

The past week saw an invasion into the Gaza strip by the nation of Israel, who cited several hundred attacks on Israeli soil as their cause of action. These attacks were apparently made by Hamas, a political party that is currently the leader of the Palestinian National Authority. Hamas is, however, considered by the nation of Israel to be a terrorist organization. So, on Saturday December

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As the biggest issue in the minds of Canadians along with our current political predicament, the economic recession is beginning to make itself felt in ways small and large from coast to coast to coast. Gas prices have dropped to eighty one cents in Victoria, British Columbia, and that's saying something for a city not only with a carbon tax but a reputation for prices in the $1.40 range.

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For Pete's sake, I don't think I've ever been more embarrassed in my life.For the past two weeks, grown adults who are supposed to be educated, civilized representatives of the Canadian people have made shmucks of themselves in a time of crisis when Canada need leaders, not shmucks.The election was over, the specter of the economy looming ever larger, and Stephen Harper promised leadership in a

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-28067495375190407582008-11-27T17:13:00.004-05:002008-11-27T18:28:06.256-05:00

It's been so long since I've mused over cyberspace. I've heard that people write on their blogs and then tell people to read them because they have some sort of need for attention. I disagree. I don't need attention. I just like being recognized for what I do. And having people like me. That's not attention, is it?Sometimes I feel sorry for precipitation that isn't snow. Other than snow,

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-19680239714288873032008-10-17T23:56:00.004-04:002008-10-18T01:20:14.439-04:00

Or rather, 59% of eligible voters (13.59 million) in Canada vote for the other 32 million of us. We really have to work on that.On October 14th, 2008, Canadians decided on another minority, Conservative government, but not necessarily in that order.The end result was 143 seats for the Conservatives, 76 for the Liberals, 50 for the Bloc Quebecois, 37 for the NDP, 2 Independents and no Green Part

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-84505621798817803242008-10-08T19:24:00.000-04:002008-10-08T19:39:07.609-04:00

This was an essay I wrote for Political Philosophy at Queen's. I haven't gotten it back yet, so I don't know how well I did. A couple disclaimers first though. This is a long post. I think it's just over 1600 words with the citations; which are by the way, in brackets like this (citation #) with a corresponding number footnoted at the end with the source. Also, this being philosophy, it

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-58726720202006230202008-10-03T14:15:00.000-04:002008-10-03T15:18:33.474-04:00

No, not that one, the Canadian one.Ladies and Gentlemen, the Canadian Leaders debate last night (October. 2nd) was riveting and thought provoking. It served to solidify the way I'll vote, and it gave me a chance to look into the eyes of the people who want to run our country.I'll start with Elizabeth May. What an excellent showing by the Green Party. In my eyes, they have proved to Canada that

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-84454399937641503742008-09-14T16:52:00.001-04:002008-09-14T22:14:12.037-04:00

I couldn't believe my eyes. Or ears. Or rapidly rising heartbeat. It actually happened.Dion called an election.Or rather, he probably would have, if only he'd have had the chance. But no, Harper got the jump on him and dissolved Parliament with a visit to the GG's house in the Sussex Hood. Rather rudely canceling her trip to China, I might add. And she was going to have so much fun

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-8560072337666626222008-08-28T00:08:00.001-04:002008-08-28T00:34:06.196-04:00

After a summer of simmering politicking in Ottawa, Stephane Dion's proposed Carbon Tax, Stephen Harper's attack ad's on Stephane Dion's Carbon Tax, and confusion that surrounds Carbon Tax and anything to do with the idea of Global Warming in general clouding the dying days of August, people are saying that there's going to be a fall election. No, seriously. This time they really mean it.Dion

J-Rayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07140191547413080525noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-92064098362089214722008-08-19T18:04:00.000-04:002008-08-19T18:25:53.815-04:00

There's a feeling in my heartLike a tempest of excitement and fearI'm about to start my away lifeBut away from a place my heart holds dearI can't describe this passionThis maelstrom in my coreIt's like a claw that grips my soulBut really it's much much moreThis street on which I've livedGrown up on, cherished, and loveIs a part of me, just like my heartLike my school, my friends, and the oaks

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-47808991895740377822008-08-11T17:55:00.000-04:002008-08-11T18:45:38.386-04:00

Well guys, it's been a lloooooonnnnggg time since I've posted on this beautiful internet thing that is known to most as a blog, and to myself as my personal ranting space, so I guess I better fill in the blanks of the past month-ish since I've posted.High school is over for me. I got my provincial exam marks back, and I did okay, 78% in Chem 12, 87% in English 12, and 93% in History 12. Not bad

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-92147972543228121882008-06-26T10:56:00.001-04:002008-06-26T10:56:52.776-04:00

Don't you just love cabinet shuffles? I think that they say so much about the current government. I also think that they're mostly just about playing politics. Let's look at the current cabinet shuffle in Ottawa as an example. Fraught with political intrigue and scandal, Harper takes out some of the ministers who aren't doing a good job, or at least who the public thinks aren't doing a good

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-55957590099168464072008-06-19T02:53:00.000-04:002008-06-19T03:09:53.338-04:00

I've never been quite so shocked in my life.I don't think that I had noticed it before, but the media around the country has finally started calling Stephane Dion's liberals "Grits" again. It's music to my ears guys, the symbolic nickname is back and the Liberals are once again looking like danger red instead of muted pink.Why did this happen?My guess is that due to the recent events that have

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-45551874917533231532008-06-12T01:51:00.001-04:002008-06-12T01:51:52.771-04:00

Well congratulations Ottawa, you finally summoned the chutzpah to say that precious phrase of two words, "I'm Sorry."Today Stephen Harper will formally apologize on national TV to all those aboriginal persons affected negatively by the residential schools that plagued first nations of Canada for almost a century. And all I can say is it's about time. Paul Martin was going to do something like

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-7628272337186114952008-06-11T01:49:00.000-04:002008-06-11T02:03:13.542-04:00

The biggest thing in Ottawa today is not Stephen Harper's cold shoulder, but instead it's the Bernier ScandalTM. Now for those of you who are unaware of what happened, good old Maxy and his new wife Julianne Coulliard got married some time ago, and when they did several questions were asked about Mrs. Coulliard's past affiliation with the Hells Angels. Of course Ottawa assured us that

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-68463656106264295972008-06-07T15:41:00.000-04:002008-06-07T15:58:30.717-04:00

The other day Ottawa announced that it was giving a $250 million dollar subsidy to General Motors Canada in order for them to preserve the jobs of those employees in the area.Hold on, what?Okay, lemme get this straight, our government, a conservative government is giving a corporation whose revenue is more than $180 billion dollars a year, a subsidy of $250 million.  Armageddon is here!  The

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-71337977724704378072008-06-07T01:32:00.000-04:002008-06-07T02:06:48.168-04:00

This is some commentary that I have written on Current Events to date.  I hope to be posting one of these every day!I hope that you enjoy my rants.June 02, 2008The United States top Marine in Afghanistan said yesterday that he had been grateful for the military support of Canadian troops.  Unsure of what exactly the Americans needed help on, sources suspect that Canadians helped them find the

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-52601412102373718672008-06-06T00:32:00.000-04:002008-06-06T00:50:06.199-04:00

Well, it's been another crazy week.  Not that my life is busy or complicated or anything.  I'm sure I've got nothing on Hillary Clinton or Brad Pitt, but I feel like my life is this incredibly dense spiderweb that isn't all made by me, so I don't know where the sticky spots are.I'm going to rant for a bit here, so bear with me, please.You know that political thing I'm doing?  Maybe you don't,

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-37207281629691997992008-05-28T04:05:00.000-04:002008-05-28T04:16:08.128-04:00

Googleplexby Jordan RayTell me about life Tell me why there are so many things that we do Or don’t understand why we do Or why someone else does them Why can’t we just walk a mile in their shoes now? Why can’t we just lead simple lives with no other complicating factors? Like why that girl’s mom is a little bit off Because she’s having to deal everything on her own Or like that guy who

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-71990610612259611002008-05-21T02:07:00.000-04:002008-05-21T02:13:54.865-04:00

More "Leftovers"Artby Jordan RayAn oil paintingStares down at mePine trees and jagged rockes outline a bayWhere twosomes walkFollowed by giggling toddlersSunlight strems through panes of glassLarger than mineThe comforting murmur of family and firends surrounds me as I writeScribbling when I don't even know why or about whatThis need to express myselfCannot be repressedI wonder why we must

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-86593385616171041422008-05-20T23:09:00.000-04:002008-05-20T23:10:15.991-04:00

Just so's y'all know, I found a few poems that I haven't typed up yet, so this post will be... well... LONG. You have been warned.Bus Stop Ponderby Jordan RayHere I am sitting at a bus stopI just had a check-upDentist4 Tiny Gaping holes in my pearly whitesThe bill read one-four-six-oh-ohAnd that's just the check-upTo get my teeth fixed?Eight-five-oh-oh-ohThen there's my wisdom teethAparently my

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-18002305001778182652008-05-12T01:51:00.000-04:002008-05-12T01:52:06.310-04:00

My feet hurt.Pink sky, tired cloudsSun, bed, love

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-48577573955340840812008-05-08T22:53:00.000-04:002008-05-12T01:52:57.386-04:00

Angels, Daemons, and GiantsGiants are ordinary menBut will the world remember them as angels?Or Daemons?There are those who strive to do goodTo do the best job they canTo do what they believe is right.Few in number,Their wings concealedAnd wielding great powerEmpowered by those they are sworn to serveWith no written obligation at all.These human angelsWere once ordinary men.None were born to

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-23348802735586102592008-04-26T21:58:00.000-04:002008-04-26T22:28:07.785-04:00

Literary AmbianceA sea of heads at eye levelWith philosopher kings humbly sitting in creaky chairsIn an old ibraryOr a new one, I 'm not sureThere's not ill effect on the mysticism by the fluorescent lights above.Children gather around old soulsOr young, depending on perspectiveAnd wisdom flows like milk and honeyWhile the audience loses themselves in time and spaceThere's a feeling of tempered

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-1663038028036902092008-04-16T00:59:00.000-04:002008-04-16T01:14:22.967-04:00

Some days you just think a lot.I've been watching this show called "the Waltons" quite a lot lately, and it's filled with touching stories from the everyday life of a fictional family in the depression. The series was produced in the 1970's, so I guess it must have been created by a fellow (or felless?) who yearned for the old times. The bad ol' days, as my Law teacher fondly calls them.Along

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-21748596741991898882008-04-06T23:29:00.000-04:002008-04-06T23:40:22.707-04:00

Deep ThoughtsWhat is reality?You watch movies like "The Matrix"And read the musings of old greeks like PLatoAnd you wonder what is real.The air you breathe,The water you drink,The food you eat.Maybe it's all a sham.Do you know for real?What proof do you have?What is proof?Some kind of evidence that you can nod to,Grunt,And say it's a sign of this or that?You think that paper you're reading is

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-76620250902200633052008-04-06T21:48:00.000-04:002008-04-06T22:01:20.567-04:00

Well, I guess it's just one of those days.I can't seem to keep myself focused, and I want to be doing work, but at the same time I don't. I don't even remember what kind of things I'm supposed to be doing! I don't want to think that hard right now.So, how about them Canucks?They totally tanked. They had a chance to make the playoffs and they blew it. Those Orcas just sprayed some hot air at

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-37893932327140012982008-04-05T19:45:00.000-04:002008-04-05T20:04:33.694-04:00

Ever since I was a page in the BC provincial legislature, I have had this idea about how our system of government should change.There is so much bickering and partisan blockage that damages the democratic process and how things are done in the legislative assemblies across the country, and in our federal government, I have often wondered how we get by at all. Yet, the system tends to work just

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-26875919569104844102008-04-05T19:35:00.000-04:002008-05-12T01:24:51.350-04:00

Thaw Out Your Candle of OptimismThe world says to us,(Or maybe just the media,I don't know)That our world is in jeapordy.Climate Change and RecessionJockey for positions in newspapers,CNN,And Maclean's magazineThe public looks uppon politiciansWith distrust,Apathy,And a sense of gloom falls over us allNegativitiy fills our heads with worryAnd doubt.We become defensiveAnd look around in all the

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-16354468530199343702008-04-01T17:57:00.000-04:002008-04-01T18:19:34.607-04:00

So, a few weeks ago I applied for this Student Congress thing that's going on in Vancouver this Friday (April 4th). It's part of the provincial government's initiative to create more of a dialogue with schools.So, I applied, and I was one of the people randomly selected to participate. They're flying me by float plane to Vancouver, and they're covering all transportation and rooming costs.

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-57858462861433899802008-04-01T02:12:00.000-04:002008-04-01T02:34:58.133-04:00

I don't know.But lets try and figure it out. Right here, right now.After all, I find that I do my best deep thinking while writing about something that I'm not required by someone else to write.I want to find out what drives me, what causes I like, so that I can use something like that to present to the media in such a way that I can get publicity for myself and that cause.Kind of selfish, I

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-50409675748634983992008-03-30T21:03:00.001-04:002008-03-30T21:25:20.067-04:00

I was talking to my Mom, Dad, and some other people about what I posted the other day relating to my feelings of nationalism. Through discussing the issue with them at length, I have come to a few realizations about what we are as a nation.First of all, I think that Canada has a national identity, and a strong one at that, I just haven't found it yet. Secondly, it came up in our discussions

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-29293263849074958822008-03-29T21:15:00.000-04:002008-03-30T01:35:12.981-04:00

I've taken much of my time lately just writing poetry and putting random school works up here, but now is the time to ponder again in prose.I've been reading an autobiography recently by Peter C. Newman, a Czech-born Canadian journalist behemoth who reported for Maclean's and the Toronto Star during the last half of the 20th Century.One of the points that he brings up in his reflection is

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-66344381805387138552008-03-14T13:50:00.001-04:002008-04-01T14:27:08.266-04:00

Rant/Poem #1I'm holding a small amount of rest ransomThe state will have to pay 99 million dollars for it's releaseAnd I know that they won't pay meBut that's okay'Cuz rest has no quarters in my questMy campaignMy rebellionMy revoltRevolutionEvolutionCivil DisobedienceProtest, Protest MarchSalt MarchGandhiGreatSoulProphetWhoa!Slow down.Let me tell you about my ambition.You know how I mentioned

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-70599672861929574162008-03-10T19:57:00.000-04:002008-03-30T23:44:35.795-04:00

Ironiesby Jordan RayDo you ever find it funny?Funny that this school system While trying to prepare us for the real worldSometimes just seems to protec us from it instead?I mean, when prohibit some things in schoolsWe don’t really become prepared for what’s really out thereSo kids go to find it somewhere elseI find it funny that 1000 years agoKids were considered adults from the time they could

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-11651473077283559602008-03-09T05:29:00.000-04:002008-03-09T05:31:12.670-04:00

PoundJordan RayYou know that there’s a problem in high schoolsI’m sure you’ve heard it beforeI don’t even know what it’s supposed to be calledSocial StructuresSocial CodesThe collective consciousness of the North American TeenagerThe unwritten rules that everyone is supposed to knowStreetsenseThe things that can create problems when people from different worlds collideFraternize with others that

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-92160003446409967752008-02-21T22:50:00.000-05:002008-02-21T22:52:08.473-05:00

PainBy Jordan RayHave you ever felt pain like mine?I don’t know where it came fromThis cold wrenching in my gutI’m not sure what caused itI know that I hate it The guiltWhich might not even be mineThe confusionWhich keeps getting worseThe tearsWhich seem like they just won’t endWhat about the hurtThat I might be innocent in it all?Are you supposed to feel bad when you do the right thing?I

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-54260526024160196962008-01-31T16:35:00.000-05:002008-01-31T17:30:10.561-05:00

Isn't it cool!Vote for me.World PeaceJordan RayMYP Candidate for Saanich-Gulf Islands

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-82819379501977819802007-12-17T21:00:00.000-05:002007-12-17T21:04:29.281-05:00

Lucifer and GabrielGabriel was a learned man. He knew all that there was to know about everything and everything. He did not advertise this, but some thought he did. One of those persons was Lucifer. Lucifer had always been a bright lad, but often acted first and thought later. So it was with this attitude that Lucifer approached Gabriel, intending to prove that this golden boy was nothing

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-23696086103194108152007-11-30T23:05:00.000-05:002007-11-30T23:06:47.613-05:00

Future By Jordan Ray I look into the computer screen I see Pixels They stare back at me And ask, what are you afraid of? I don’t know Or, rather, I’m afraid of what I don’t know I’m afraid of the future What I might do What I might become What I might be able to be Because I have the drive, the will, the passion the determination and the brains to do whatever I want. And I

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-45730965331477174642007-11-05T03:12:00.000-05:002007-11-05T03:23:32.444-05:00

Okay, well, maybe not 1000, but still, it's a lot of birds. Oh, by the way, I'm posting only this because I'm too lazy to post anything else, and it is past midnight on a school day, so.... yeah. This is all you get. SORRY!World PeaceDuck

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-7816422374911403672007-10-24T01:47:00.000-04:002008-04-05T20:38:40.666-04:00

What People Did Back When There Were no Video GamesWell, I could say that people watched T.V., but that would be cheating. Come on, pull up a lily pad, have a listen. True, they're not exactly sturdy, but you get used to the cold pond water at this time of year. Especially if you weigh over one kilo.Before people had video games. Life must have sucked. I mean, if you think about it, when

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-60499956552534091012007-10-22T02:29:00.000-04:002007-10-22T02:35:01.837-04:00

This is the poem that I read at my school's second poetry slam. I hope that you like it! The “T” Word Have you ever realized how the world looks at teenagers?DrugsGangsSexAll-Night-Binge-Drinkers-and-Partiers-of-which-no-good-can-comeMouthy, Smart Alec, rude punks with too much money in their pockets and too much time on their handsToo much time on their hands

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-84739593282285587942007-10-21T23:57:00.000-04:002007-10-21T23:59:01.191-04:00

Which Historical Lunatic Are You?From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.And you can be one too, just by clicking on the link above!World Peace

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-48912939318588618592007-10-21T22:08:00.000-04:002007-10-21T22:17:14.548-04:00

Okay guys, this is my "cop out" post, in which I simply take something that I've already done for school and paste it into my blog. Sounds kind of like double dipping to me, but I think that it's fine, and it's my blog, so mines the only opinion that matters. But first, you guys need context for the essay. Here are a couple links:Wikipedia's Article of Plato's Cave AllegoryThe Complete Text

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-42727435428640288032007-10-21T02:50:00.000-04:002007-10-21T02:54:45.147-04:00

Well, I always did like oxymoronic titles. I have indeed missed publishing my thoughts on the universe online. I wonder if the outlet was good or bad for me. I wonder still if it was a good or bad use of my time.What do you think of time "wasting"? Is it all wasted in vain? Could it be better spent catching up on sleep? Doing homework? Or is trying really hard to keep your eyes open while

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-50241621151261614442007-06-15T18:47:00.000-04:002007-06-15T18:52:04.572-04:00

IdentityJordan RaySitting in schoolA blue chairA stuffy portableSoaking up information like a dry spongeCultural InvasionWhat in the world is that?I listened as my teacher told us aboutThe fifty-third stateThe historical adopting of traditions and cultureFrom the United States of AmericaLifeLibertyThe Pursuit of HappinessMr. Washington, we’ve got those alreadyWe don’t need all the junk that come

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-71294221105277934382007-06-06T19:54:00.000-04:002007-06-06T20:11:15.130-04:00

According to the foremost authorities (who shall, at this time, remain anonymous), nothing is perfectly clean. Everything is dirty. Nothing is not clean. Because nothing does not exist. ?!?!?!?!?!?!No, really. Both physically, and mentally, nothing can ever be truly clean in our world. I say this to satisfy the religious beliefs of myself and other people who might read this. But let's

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-58578156606838627522007-06-03T03:29:00.001-04:002007-06-03T03:49:10.560-04:00

My last post about the environment acquired a comment containing a point which I failed to consider. It also contained ideas for the subject of this post.What I failed to consider in my post an the environment was that not everyone will recognize it or ratify it as a problem. If you don't or won't recognize something as a problem, then it's rather impossible to do anything about it. Three stages

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-22232063464668474622007-06-02T01:37:00.000-04:002007-06-02T05:07:56.101-04:00

Justin Trudeau, the recent winner of the Liberal Party nomination in the Quebec riding of Papineau, has become a profound interest of mine lately. According to what I have read on the various .coms, he was thrust into the spotlight after he delivered the eulogy at his father's funeral. A stirring, emotional address, accentuated by dignity and hope. I also saw a speech delivered by Mr. Trudeau

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-9156090445767831022007-05-31T22:14:00.000-04:002007-06-02T05:09:24.213-04:00

The other day when my parents made me do some more of the never ending chores that burden our lives, I got to thinking about one of the reasons that parents used to have children, particularly boys.Families who live on farms in particular have a specific use for guys. Generally because of the manual labour that is required to run a farm, or even to run a household can be done more efficiently by

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-85147358652372655362007-05-24T21:27:00.000-04:002007-06-02T05:09:58.838-04:00

Recently (well, not recently, mor like 2 weeks ago now) I watched the movie, "The Queen". I was quite impressed with it, and it really brought forward issues about the monarchy relevant to present day.What reason does the monarchy have to exist in modern day society? They take their copious spending budgets from the taxes paid by ordinary people, and do pretty much diddly-squat while sitting on a

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-2524937643335657402007-05-08T01:28:00.000-04:002007-05-08T01:55:05.957-04:00

Throughout the ages past, war has been used in many different ways. Blood feuds, conquest, territorial disputes, religion, terrorism, policing actions, and politics. But, no matter how you swing it, war, for whatever purpose or motive, is not a good thing. Certainly one can argue that, if Hitler had not been stopped in the 1940's, he would have taken over the world. And so, we go to defend

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-9406503661108505822007-05-07T01:35:00.000-04:002007-05-07T01:44:14.392-04:00

Sometimes it's difficult to understand our feelings. Even more so to understand those of others.I've recently, by circumstance, looked at relationships from my perspective, and the knowledge that I have. I think that it's a lot different looking in to a relationship from the outside than it is to be on the inside. You don't really know what to do, what to expect, and there aren't any set rules

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-48186689432483746952007-05-06T03:13:00.000-04:002007-05-06T03:30:36.512-04:00

What do you think about tyranny? Is it completely evil? What about authoritarianism? What's the difference?There are cases in which authority is needed, and when it works. In emotional situations, for example, authority can be quite useful, such as a battle or in an operating room. When the stakes are high in situations like those, the one person or group of people who know what to do must take

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-31975752025442685422007-05-05T01:45:00.000-04:002007-05-05T01:55:41.942-04:00

Have you ever thought about what we take for granted? Or things that we might end up taking for granted in the future? Things that we have now, things we'll have then, things we had in the past that we couldn't even fathom in our current age.For example, what if there was no electricity? What if Edison had never gone to all that trouble to invent the lightbulb, and all that? What if we

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-58100222176530050932007-05-04T02:50:00.000-04:002007-05-04T03:22:55.316-04:00

Yesterday left me much too busy to complete a post on my blog, my apologies to those who were sorely missing the daily updates in the life of me. So, I'll recap not just today, but yesterday too. If I can remember yesterday that is. So. Yesterday, I ran through the usual routine of getting ready for, going to and attending school, after which the regularity ended at lunch. I auditioned for our

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-72891500662842817982007-05-02T01:54:00.000-04:002007-05-02T02:48:45.638-04:00

My sister has returned! I'm ecstatic! Elated! Extremely excited! Euphoric! Eh!I'm so happy that those folks in Alberta finally gave me my sister back. You know that song, that says, you don't know whatcha got 'til it's gone? My feelings. Right there. Uh-huh. Yup.On to the tedious business of chronicling my fascinating existence. Woke up at 7:00 am. Breakfasted. Walked to school. Watched a movie

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-75826898348986195492007-05-01T00:04:00.000-04:002007-05-01T00:56:40.795-04:00

Mondays. Blegh. The start of a brand new school week. Oh joy.Today I woke up at 7:00 am to the sounds of CBC, just like always, then arose at 7:40 am. School was great, as I had very no homework from English, none from Spanish, none from leadership, none from chemistry, and none from Drama! You can't beat that. So, I came home after a brief meeting after school, watched M.A.S.H. (I love

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-35775063513127061542007-04-30T00:48:00.000-04:002007-04-30T02:23:33.864-04:00

I hate mornings. With a passion.Actually, it's just the getting up part that I hate. Once I'm up and at 'em, I love mornings. You can get so much done before 12:00 pm if you get up at 5:00 am!Why would I do such a crazy thing? Because I, Jordan Ray, went over to Vancouver today to have a very fancy, and slightly overpriced brunch buffet at the Best Western hotel in Richmond. The brunch (dang

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-30154362526036681512007-04-29T01:22:00.000-04:002007-04-29T01:32:39.914-04:00

This morning I got up bright and early (9:30 am) to help my friends dad move into his new place at 10:30 am. This proved quite exciting, with my friend and I riding on top of a mattress and a cabinet, unseatbelted in the back, pressed against the van roof. Good times.After the gruntwork and life flashing before our eyes, my friend and I returned to my house, so I could help him with his math,

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-68184952003193279872007-04-28T03:22:00.000-04:002007-04-28T03:40:08.582-04:00

Naslund scored. That's about the only part that leaves me happy about the Cannucks winning the hockey game tonight in 2nd overtime.But first. (Stealing line from the CBC broadcaster I listen to every week morning,)Today left me waking up late after communicating with many numerous and fawning fans last night. That's okay, I still ended up getting to school on time. After my friend and I got

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-68833992065119419102007-04-27T02:28:00.000-04:002007-04-27T02:47:47.780-04:00

Good evening folks, Jordan here with the Thursday evening special edition. Today in news, nothing remotely earthshaking, shattering, or above 3.9 on the Richter Scale.8:30 am marks the beginning of the school day, and with relatively uneventful classes, we're moving on. For weather, a light, warm drizzle makes walking home less bearable than yesterday. Oh well, that's life. We interrupt this

J-Raynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738433932790191167.post-53600665617047462932007-04-26T01:32:00.000-04:002007-04-26T19:11:08.319-04:00

Another day in the life of myself. Random thoughts, spontaneous ideas, tedious/interesting school, and overall, not a bad life.Those of you reading the title to my blog, and wondering, "REAHUH?" (Tim Allen sound from Home Improvement) the title comes from one of my favorite Monty Python sketches with John Cleese and Michael Palin. You can see them perform it on YouTube: http://youtube.com/watch?v

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