It seems to me….

“The specter of climate change threatens worsening natural disasters, rapid urbanization, forced migration, and economic hardship for the most vulnerable.  Despite significant global advances, inability to effectively address epidemics and health emergencies still prevail and continuously threaten global health security and economic development.”  ~ Tedros Adhanom[1].

After several decades characterized by misinformation and prevarication concerning the veracity of climate change, governments are now acceding to the warnings from climate scientists and their learning experience as a result of the rapidly increasing number of extreme weather events.

But there is a current corresponding absence of substantive climate-related action – which has very little to do with a need for additional technological innovation[2]. While world political leaders seem to have jointly entered into a totally senseless fossil fuel suicide pact, the actual problem is more of a consistent lack of political will…

Everyone knew already in March 2020 that Peter’s cancer was well advanced. So, it was only a matter of time, when his bladder cancer would spread into other areas.

By June 2020 the head oncologist at the hospital advised Peter, to bring his affairs in order. It looked to him, that the cancer had already spread to his bones. A few months later a nuclear test was done, that showed without doubt that the cancer had well and truly spread to his bones, which meant then, that in all probability Peter would have only a very short time to live anymore. It was obvious, that he was in the last stages of cancer and so was in need of some palliative care. . . . Soon, it was organised to give him palliative care at home with adequate pain reducing medication administered by Hospital staff who came to our home…

Today is Saturday. In two weeks it is going to be the first Saturday in October! First there are still a dozen days in September left.

At the beginning of November Caroline and Matthew may be able to finally visit me again! I have not seen them since the 16th of May, when we were celebrating Peter’s birthday. Four months have passed since then. For twelve weeks we have been now in lockdown. I had some renovations done to my place. These renovations started towards the end of may and were more or less finished by the time the lockdowns started towards the end of June. I am waiting now for Aaron to return to do some more work for me. Maybe some outside work is going to be allowed soon.

I have so many good memories about places that I visited together with Peter. Since Peter died nine months…

It is five o’clock in the morning. I keep telling myself, in a few weeks we are going to be in daylight saving time. If it was daylight saving already now, instead of five o’clock it would be already six o’clock! I reckon, six o’clock is a good time to start the day. So, I like pretending, that it is already six o’clock. I also like to pretend, there is somebody with me to start the day . . . .

Maybe, the best way to pretend is to be able to write. To write about how much I would like to have somebody with me continuously! Not that I do not like to do certain things on my own, like writing a bit of diary now. What I mean is, it would help enormously, if I knew there was somebody within reach at all times, and I do not…

The entrance to a hospital ward at the former Prince Henry Hospital. Little Bay, NSW

We were on the way to the funeral of a friend of ours. Someone had asked us to stop by the hospital  were the friend spent the last  weeks of his, in the end painful, life  and pick up some of his possessions that were left behind. We had enough time on our hand and agreed to do it.

After parking the car we went up to the ward to see the matron. While my wife went with  a nurse to a store room I was waiting near the sister’s desk. Nosy as I am, I  looked around the ward.

To my surprise,  I saw in a corner a “wooden tank”, which I knew had the function of an iron lung, such as our daughter used to spend her nights in while she was still alive. As I stepped…

Yes, living alone can be a very lonely thing. It can happen to men as well as women. I had a very long marriage; 64 years actually! If Peter had lived longer, we would probably still be together. Everybody would think that it was the right thing, that I still lived with my husband. But, I am a widow now, and I am resigned to it, to live on my own. Another marriage relationship is out of the question, isn’t it?

How young does a woman have to be in order to still be able to think of a new relationship? I think in the past most women that were aged 50 or even 40 were regarded as being too old to be married! So, usually men around that age would have been looking for a much younger woman! Maybe this has changed a bit in modern times. These days…

The Clash of the Two Americas Volume 3: The Birth of a Eurasian Manifest Destiny

By Matthew Ehert

Purchase link: https://canadianpatriot.org/untold-history-of-canada-books/

Book Review

Another great read on a very complex topic.

About half of Volume 3 focuses on hidden history and about half on the Russian-Chinese collaboration to build a global economy based on on peaceful coexistence, nternational cooperation and economic and technological development.

The hidden history chapters cover

• The “Spirit of Westphalia,” as expressed in the 1648 Peace of Westphalia that officially ended the Thirty Years War.[1]
• The role of banking centers in the city-states of Venice (697 – 1797 AD) and their role in replacing Rome as the political and economic center of the western world.[2] In 1095, the Venetian Empire instigated (along Pope Urban II) the Crusades against the Middle East Muslim states. It subsequently commandeered the Khazarian [3] trade routes connecting the steppes with the Silk…