Guilty

A thought provoking post -shared from Mitchteemley

Photo by AJEL Thought for the Week A 60-word story She didn’t realize she’d done it. Still, ignorance is no excuse. What had she done? She’d threatened to hold another person hostage, insisting that that person meet her every need and demand. There was no jury, there was no need for one. The law was […]

Guilty

Another day at the Wellington protest

Day 3

It was much quieter today. The tension between the protesters and police has been de-escalated and the Police have simply been maintaining their routine guard positions all day.

The Police line

About every hour or so, a group of officers come out and relieve them. It’s all done to a strict routine, and it’s rather like watching soldiers on parade, as they march about in a very serious fashion.

Meanwhile, the local school children, etc, just walk casually thru the protest area, which speaks volumes about the goodwill of the protestors in general.

There were some very good speakers on the main stage today, and the occassional not quite so good one.

It seems the vibe of the protest seems to change a bit every day (no two days are the same), which is probably due to it’s dynamic nature.

I did spend a bit of time in the ‘Blues lounge’ and listened to some really good musicians. They were all strangers to begin with, but they played together well, like they had played together as a band for years.

That sort of encapsulates this protest. We are all strangers here and we are all different, but we have a common purpose and we all relate to each other very well. We have all suffered somehow, and we are all here for a reason, and what we believe in.

Thats it for now, I’ve volunteered to help out tomorrow and I suspect it will be a long, but rewarding day.

Why being imperfect is a good thing —

Shared from Saania2806.wordpress.com

Voltaire, the extraordinary French writer, once claimed: “Perfect is the enemy of good”. Strange, huh? I agree with him. When I reflect on my life so far, I notice how perfection has never been as interesting as imperfection. My flaws, rough edges, weaknesses, on the other hand, have been… memorable. I used to think that […]

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