From the staff at Innervisions – Have a happy Holiday
from left to right:
Back row Candice, Kelly, Terry, Tatum, and Klaudia
Front row Sam, Ember, and Monica
To send is to arrange to move something via other than myself. I send a letter to someone far away and trust the Post to get it there. I can also send thoughts to. Interesting though, the thought is not gone until I stop thinking about it. It is as if that thought is kicking around the mailroom and not loaded on the Mail-truck until I ‘let it go’. Hmmm, I wonder how many I have clogging things up, just hanging on to them?
The singer pines ‘you send me’ to express how completely invested they are in you. Where did I apparently send them? To a state of mind, one of absorption and a very desirable place as well. When I say you send me the shivers I mean that I feel that way when I think about you. I can send you, or you me, good vibes or bad vibes, just from the way we think about each other. What are you sending someone right now?
To send is to launch, release, give and trust. Yes, to send is to trust that that which is sent will arrive as intended and a greater leap of faith, that it will be well received, welcomed. Finally, we tend to trust that the intent of what is sent is interpreted as we want. The receiver has the option to reject our gift or take all wrong. Sending can therefore be a kind of precarious venture. Unless of course we send without expectation
To send down is to expel or remove rank, as in sending a Director back to the be among the membership, stripped of title, privilege and power. It is kind of a nasty adult version of being sent to your room. To send out is to radiate, to share to give. A great example is when we send out wishes such as Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night. We don’t add, ‘except not to that so and so at work’.
Once I hit Send, my email is gone. Sometimes, not often, it is ‘oh drat’ I forgot a part of the message or didn’t ‘calm down’ before composing that message. Oops. If we are sending an email, it is instant. If we are sending mail in the Post, the moment we drop it in the box, gone. To ‘send’ is thus an action with responsibility. What would I be happy to send? What would I want to rethink for a moment?
Good morning, Stuart. Nicely written piece, but I’m afraid you rather missed the point, old chap. Maybe it’s my fault for not being clearer.
The fatal flaw — at least in this republican mind – in the monarchy is the fundamentally anti-democratic nature of hereditary entitlement. It goes against the notions of representative government and the sovereignty of the people, not to mention the basics of meritocracy.
Of course, the British Royal Family and its claim to rule by divine right is underpinned by the whole hereditary class system that has defined British society for centuries.
The founders’ decision to pluck the Royal flower from atop the fetid heap of the aristocracy and leave the rest in England was a wise move, but it didn’t eliminate the essential error of importing a foreign monarch into our system of government.
My own English roots run deep. Three of my grandparents emigrated here from England and the fourth was a colonial from New Zealand who fought for King and Empire in the Great War and found his way here after marrying his war bride.
They had a direct connection with England and its monarch. I don’t. And neither do my children or grandchildren. The disinterest of the current and soon-to-come generations is the key that will likely lead to the irrelevance of the Royals in the lives of Canadians and the decision to finally cut all colonial ties.
Your suggestion that I attempted to paint the whole family with the tarred bush of Andrew misses the mark. His is just the latest and most egregious example of Royal misbehavior and a newsy entry into the question of the monarchy.
I didn’t mention the serial philandering of Prince Philp, Charles’ all-but-public affair with Camilla Parker Bowles while still married to Diana, the bizarre indiscretions of his sister Anne with Camilla’s husband Andrew Parker Bowles, or the reportedly lusty oats sowing of William and Harry.
And that’s not to mention the wild-child younger sister of the Queen, Princess Margaret.
The fact that Elizabeth seems to rise above it all, as a dignified, discreet and decent example of English reserve and Royal solemnity likely has much to do with Canadians’ willingness to just ignore whole thing.
As for the military swearing an oath to the Queen, states have always used symbols – kings, flags, gods – to convince young men (and these days, young women) to take up arms and kill or be killed on various battlefields.
But I would venture that the cream of British and colonial youth who went over the top at the Somme did so for the lads beside them in the trench and not for some highfalutin notion of king and empire.
Soldiers indeed swear an oath to the head of state. But there are lots of ways to acquire one of those. Some are elected directly, like France. Some are elected by a parliament, like Germany and Italy. Some are appointed by the government, like Canada.
A head of state is a useful symbol for a nation, often ceremonial and symbolic. A dignified, non-political personification. But also, something of a check on potential abuses by the government in power.
When Canada eventually gets down to the complex and difficult work of amending the Constitution, it could do worse than keeping the current governor-general process and just eliminating reference to the British monarchy.
The GG already has a perfectly suitable seat of government at Rideau Hall.
I was there once, at a reception following a journalism award presentation. I clearly recall sitting with a colleague on a luxurious sofa, wearing a rented tuxedo, drinking $200 cognac and listening to an assistant deputy minister play Chopin on Glen Gould’s piano. “It doesn’t get much better than this for a working-class kid from Burnaby,” I remember thinking at the time.
Anyhow, that’s pretty much all I want to say on the topic of the Royals. I’m happy to just watch as they slip into irrelevance and we can observe their celebrity antics like so many Kardashians.
Merry Christmas and a prosperous New Year.
by Roy Wood
Winter Solstice – longest night of the year begins about 8 pm Saturday.
In some countries and calendars, it is seen as the beginning of winter. In meteorology, winter is reckoned as beginning about three weeks before the winter solstice.
Since prehistory, the winter solstice has been seen as a significant time of year in many cultures, and has been marked by festivals and rituals.
It marked the symbolic death and rebirth of the Sun.
The seasonal significance of the winter solstice is in the reversal of the gradual lengthening of nights and shortening of days.