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Take your kangaroo down is the line the IOC is telling the Australian Olympic team.
Well, all I can say is that the IOC must have been pie-eyed all of the times they have driven through and around Vancouver -- they
should have noticed that a larger percentage of buildings in the city are covered with blue, white and green tarps. The reason behind
the tarps is of course the Kanninchenstalle (aka rabbit hutch) constructions the local
BC Billies sell under the generic name Condos.
Obviously,
the Australians were concerned about leaks in their accommodations, since the problem is an H1N1 style epidemic in Vancouver, so they
took reasonable precautions. Tut Tut IOC!!
Go Australia go!!
Barrier Free Housing: A vistor to Vancouver, the home of the BC Billies, might image that the term "barrier free housing" means lodgings that are easily accessable with any number of mobility devises. In Billy Land, however, that would be a bad assumption. In fact the local media have used barrier free to describe accommodations that the city of Vancouver is providing for the homeless. And it is barrier free because it doesn't restrict the usage of drugs on site. I.e. crack house.
For more wonderfully amusing BC Billy Stories, please visit B.C. Billy Dillies - Only on Canada's Wacky West Coast.
BOTH, according to a terrifying report released February, 2008 by Vancouver Police which reveals that about a third of local police calls are made in response to incidents involving the mentally ill.
The four RCMP officers involved in the death of Robert Dziekanski at YVR on October 14, 2007 have never been charged with any crime. Rather, the RCMP have spent public funds to travel to Poland and interview Robert Dziekanski's friends in an apparent attempt to find some reason justifying the actions of the four RCMP officers.
I couldn't help noticing the two tiers of justice operating today in Canada when we compared the results of an injunction in Ontario against First Nations protesters with another against B.C.'s most celebrated and successful environmental activist, Betty Krawczyck, a 78-year-old great-grandmother who drew worldwide attention in 1993 to B.C.'s pristine wilderness in Clayoquot Sound.
In March 2009, the City of Vancouver has moved one step closer to allowing urban chicken coops in residential backyards. Councillors voted unanimously to direct staff to study the issue and draft a bylaw amendment. City staff will take a few months to look at issues.
[Vancouver hatches plans for backyard chickens]
Who hates PE classes and the outdated, whistle-wielding militia still barking orders in B.C.'s public school gyms? LOTS of us, apparently, and now some lucky Vancouver high school students and their parents will get a chance to say so and give reasons. View the letter one parent sent researchers at UBC's School of Human Kinetics, who are gathering student narrative to help them come up with a better way of promoting long-term fitness in PE class and beyond. Happily, the project is NOT motivated by the obesity hysteria currently played up in the media despite yawning gaps in scientific evidence. More about the obesity myth, project and why we hope it succeeds.
In the past two years, 140 private schools, colleges, institutes and academies have closed, and 140 have been temporarily suspended more than half of the 500 private schools registered with the province. Else where in B.C. education, teachers get away with phone sex, tips to B.C. test questions.
[Still more on education BC 'BILLY-style]
I've said it over and over again - I don't know why people don't
believe or understand why the signs aren't for them," Doug Forseth, Whistler
Blackcomb's senior vice-president of operations, said. To get to the area, the
men would have had to crawl under wire cables and passed at least four signs, ...
[Whistler Blackcomb Section Closed for Avalanche Danger]
Distant drumming of tin cups against the iron bars of the basement cage where the PokerPulse Roll & Shuffle editor Leonard (call him Leo to his face) Biblitz indicated that staff relations at PokerPulse were less than matey. In fact, they had begun to constrict like a viper , I'm sorry to say, squeezing the life out of us. In truth, things have not been the same since the tragic loss of our waggish American cousins. P.G. Wodehouse said it best with the title of his book, America, I Like You.
Consequently, after re-thinking the business model once again, we're pleased to report that our old Biblitz has burgeoned. Into the dating game, I'm afraid, the ultimate gamble for all concerned. Our Leo is now advising young turtledoves torn, alas, asunder when one or the other throws its weight about or threatens to. Nor does the thing end at turtle-doving. 'Anything at all,' he says, 'Ask me anything!'
I shouldn't wonder if the great media moguls don't consult in legion ASKBiblitz.com, an authority on everything, it seems, from strengthening cocktails to nuts of the first order.
If visitors happen to purchase the odd CD or film or, finding the old sporting blood roused, find themselves in the market for a flutter or two, well, who is Biblitz to restrict commerce. Keep it flowing is the Biblitz view.
It's hell, of course, on a physicist in Berkeley who shares the Biblitz moniker. He's been putting a fair bit of stick about, too, let me tell you, complaining in a most defamatory manner that the thing lacks dignity. Dignity, forsooth! How much dignity had the Manhattan Project, I retorted with a curled upper lip. What mustard! What crust! Jealousy, I shouldn't wonder, because he didn't think of it first himself. Pipped by another loathsome Leo, he must say to himself. Oh, well. Even the phsysicists must learn to take the rough with the smooth when Life dishes out a few of the best with the old lead pipe.
Taken a few yourself lately, have you? Oil on up to the ASK Biblitz.com premises, ask Mabel to pour you a stiff one and tell old Leo what's troubling you. Imbibe the Biblitz wisdom freely. Registration fees, forsooth! Take it daily like a tonic. Add dudgeon if you must by blasting Biblitz. Do it now if you like. Dish the ungrateful old sinner a good one to the side of the head for PokerPulse!
In British Columbia, pristine inlets are being turned into the aquatic equivalent of industrial feedlots with thousands of fish crammed into tiny floating pens... and in true B.C. 'BILLY-style, the good Billies of the land, surf in their own raw sewage. Can you believe it?
[Protecting Canada's Pristine Pacific Northwest Coast]