My Take on Immigration and the Protests We Are Seeing

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These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

Lately, I have been watching all this news about immigration protests, both down in the U.S. and here at home in Canada, and it has got me to thinking.
We all know immigration can be a good thing when it is done properly. The trouble starts when folks think anyone and everyone should be allowed in, no questions asked, and no plan in place. That is just not common sense.

Now, as I see it, a lot of these protesters out in the streets might already be here illegally, which makes their message a bit hard to swallow. And here’s the thing, when they take to the streets thinking they will get noticed, they do, but for all the wrong reasons.

So what should be done about it? Here is what I think. If there are big demonstrations, the authorities could use that as an opportunity to sort out who is here legally and who is not. As for the protests themselves, I would send in the troops to contain the area. Let the protesters speak their minds if they want to, but do not let anyone turn it into a riot. When it is over, let folks leave in peace, but hold the troublemakers accountable.

From what I have read about what is going on in Los Angeles, things started with chanting and signs. Then some people crossed the line, lighting fires, throwing rocks, and hurting officers. That is not free speech. That is plain old violence. In that kind of situation, sending in the National Guard makes sense to me. You cannot let the streets burn or innocent people get caught in the middle.

Now, do not get me wrong, I believe in fair and lawful immigration. It has built many of our countries, and it still can. However, it has to happen in the right way, at the right time, and with the right supports in place. When it is rushed or out of control, it hurts everyone, including those already living here.

In short, let us be fair about immigration and let us keep our communities safe. When it comes to protests, they should remain peaceful or not happen at all.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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Old Tales, Hot Coffee, and No Need to Hurry on Sunday, June 8/2025

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Good Morning… You know, thinking on things, I found that I was raised to listen more to the land than the news.

It’s a real nice-looking day here in cottage country. The sun is shining, and there’s hardly a breath of wind stirring through the pines. It’s the kind of day that makes you want to grab your coffee and head out to the front porch, just to take in everything nature has to offer.

Here’s your written weather forecast for Port Loring, Ontario


Today – Sunday, June 8

It’s shaping up to be a warm, hazy kind of day.
High: 78°F (26°C)
Skies will be mostly sunny with just a trace of haze, and not much wind to speak of.


Tonight

Mild and still.
Low: 59°F (15°C)
Might be a chance of a light sprinkle here or there, but nothing that’ll chase you indoors if you’re out enjoying the evening, and the air’ll stay calm.


Tomorrow – Monday, June 9

Cooler and a touch more unsettled.
High: 72°F (22°C)
Low: 55°F (13°C)
Expect a mix of sun and cloud, and a few scattered showers rolling through now and again. Not a washout by any means, just enough to keep the dust down and freshen up the woods along with giving our veggies a drink.

Highway 522 is quiet this morning, not much more than the odd pickup passing by now and then. But it is Sunday, after all, and most folks around here don’t do much more than sleep in, sip their coffee slow, and let the day find its own pace.

Bug Report:
Well, we still have a few of those pesky black flies roaming around, irritating folks as they go. And now the mosquitoes are starting to show up in full force. It’s nothing out of the ordinary for our area this time of year, but that said, one has to take the good with the not-so-good.

On Another Note:
My wife and I decided to take a little trip down to the western side of southern Ontario for a couple of days, just to see what the rest of the folks in this province are up to these days. We had a good time, all things considered—though I will say, the cost of things sure gave us a bit of sticker shock.

On our last day, we figured we’d grab a room for the night, but after checking into a Quality Inn—well, let’s just say we changed our minds. Believe it or not, they wanted $357.00 a night, plus tax and whatever extras they tack on. And to be honest, the room wasn’t all that nice. It didn’t smell quite right, the carpets could’ve used a good cleaning, and there was so much Febreze in the air, I don’t think my nose will be back to normal for a week.

So yep, after taking one look, we passed and headed on home. Sometimes your own bed, no matter how humble, beats any hotel room—especially one that tries to dress itself up with air freshener and high prices.

Another Thing We Noticed:
As much as I like the country, being an old farmer myself, I couldn’t help but notice how much chemical they’re pouring onto the fields down that way. Just driving along the back roads, the smell was strong enough to knock your hat off. I don’t think there’s a live bug left for twenty miles in any direction.

What really stuck with me was all the farmhouses, right smack in the middle of those fields being sprayed. One spot, near Collingwood, I saw a feller, I think it was a feller, hard to tell being dressed head to toe in white, respirator on, glasses, the whole get-up, walking around his house spraying like there was no tomorrow. But get this—the windows in the house were wide open.

Now, in my mind, that says something, doesn’t it? Wearing all that gear to protect yourself, but letting it drift straight into your home. Seems like folks are half-aware and half-asleep at the same time.

At any rate, farming these days sure isn’t what it used to be. The machines they’ve got now are monsters. One of those rigs would cost enough to feed four families for a year. And truth be told, I’d bet most of what they’re growing like corn, soy, whatever it is… isn’t even for us here in Canada. Most of it’s bound for export.

Kinda sad when you think about it. All that work, all that land, and yet we’re not feeding our own first. The whole system feels off-track.

I’ll tell you, as much as I hate saying it, I was glad to head back north. There’s something comforting about home. The air’s cleaner, the soil’s familiar, and things still make a bit more sense up here.

Oh, and one last thing—those farm homes aren’t the only ones sitting in the middle of all that spraying. What about the towns nearby, when the wind shifts and carries that stuff right into their backyards? Makes you wonder if anyone’s really thinking about the bigger picture.

With that, I’m off to enjoy the breakfast my lovely wife has made for me. After that, we’re planning some front porch sitting, savoring a hot cup of cocoa.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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Let the Fire Breathe: What We’ve Forgotten About the Forests

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These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

Up here in the north, we know smoke, as we see it hanging low on the horizon, like a warning or a memory, depending on how you look at it. And we’ve sure seen more of it these last few years, fire after fire, hotter, wilder, burning faster than anyone seems ready for. Folks ask, “What can we do?” but maybe the better question is, “What did we used to do?”

You see, I’m an old timer. I’ve watched the land change, the seasons shift, and I remember when fire wasn’t such a villain. Back when I was a boy, there wasn’t much we could do when a wildfire broke out way out past the cutlines which wasn’t a bad thing. The forest burned, then came back greener. It was part of the cycle.

But long before my time, there were people here who knew fire better than we ever did… the Indigenous peoples, or as some still prefer, Native American Indians or First Nations, depending on the region. They understood fire not as an enemy, but as a living force. A teacher. A tool. Their communities practiced what’s now called cultural burning, setting small, cool fires in the early spring or fall to clear underbrush, bring back berries, open up hunting paths, and reduce the fuel that leads to the monster blazes we see now.

These weren’t random fires. They were careful, respectful, and tied deeply to the land and the seasons. Firekeepers would walk the ground, listen to the animals, smell the wind. They knew where to burn, how hot, and when to stop. And it worked, as the land stayed balanced. The trees weren’t so choked with brush, and the fires that did happen stayed low and manageable.

Then came the government bans. Fire suppression laws, mostly pushed in the early 1900s, outlawed traditional burning. Fire crews were trained to put out every flame. Planes, chemicals, bulldozers, all tools to fight something that maybe shouldn’t have always been fought. And sure, some fires had to be stopped. But by putting out every fire, year after year, we built up a problem: thick forests, dry dead fall, layers of fuel just waiting for one lightning strike or careless spark.

Now the fires are bigger than ever. They jump highways, climb trees like ladders, and send smoke across provinces. Our policies, made with good intentions maybe, but not much listening, have helped create conditions where fires don’t just burn, they rage. We traded slow, healing burns for uncontrollable infernos.

The sad truth is, we’re relearning what some communities never forgot. Indigenous fire keepers… the knowledge holders, are still out there, often unrecognized, still willing to teach if we’ll bother to ask. Some provinces are starting to invite them back to the table. It’s a start.

So no, I don’t think we should just sit back and let it all burn. But I do think it’s time we stop fighting fire with fear and start working with it, like we once did. It’s not about going back to the old days exactly, but about remembering the parts that worked. Letting fire breathe, in the right time and way, might just save our forests and us.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW


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Where the Coffee’s Hot and the Stories Are Homegrown on June 5/2025

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Out Back of our home.

Good Morning… You know, I have come to the conclusion, after all these years, that I trust dirt under my nails more than most advice.

Starting the day here in Port Loring, Ontario, we’ve got a blanket of thick clouds overhead. The good news is, it’s not too hot, and the rain has taken a break.

Here’s how the weather is shaping up.


Today (Thursday, June 5):
A mix of sun and cloud, with fog patches clearing later this morning. High of 77°F (25°C). UV index is 8, which is considered very high, so don’t forget to put on a long sleeve shirt.

Tonight:
Clear skies expected, with temperatures dipping to a low of about 52°F (11°C). Great for sleeping.

Tomorrow (Friday, June 6):
Mainly sunny to start, with increasing cloudiness early in the afternoon. There’s a 30% chance of showers overnight. High near 72°F (22°C), and a low around 54°F (12°C). Almost perfect.

Saturday, June 7:
A mix of sun and cloud is expected, with a high of approximately 72°F (22°C). The evening will bring cloudy periods, and the low will be about 50°F (10°C).


Looks like we’re in for some pleasant early summer weather.

Highway 522 is still pretty quiet, which is about normal for this time of year. That’ll change soon enough, though, once the kids get out of school for the summer. Give it a few weeks, and we’ll be dodging campers, boat trailers, and folks trying to read a map while making a left-hand turn with their signal on since Powassan. Just the way it is out here in the country.

Bug Report:
Well, the black flies haven’t been too bad for the past few days, mostly thanks to the cooler, damp weather. But I’ve got a feeling that’ll change today, with things warming up nicely, as it’s just the kind of weather they thrive in. And of course, the mosquitoes won’t be far behind, them blood sucking parasites.

That’s the deal with living up here in the north though, it’s a beautiful place, no doubt, but it comes with a few built-in tests of patience. And one thing’s for certain: anyone who steps outside this time of year gets their exercise, whether they want it or not, with swattin’ bugs like they’re threshin’ grain by hand.

On another note, yesterday my wife and I took the morning to clean our car. After winter, it was one heck of a mess inside and out. Now it looks brand-new. After we finished, I managed to get a coat of wax on the old girl too … not my wife, I mean the car. Got it all done just before the rain started. Nice rain, too, just what our vegetable plants, which we put in the ground a week ago, needed. Saved me from watering them by hand. Seems old Mother Nature knows exactly what to do and when to do it. Most of the time anyway, though occasionally she’s asleep at the switch. But she’s getting older too.

So what are you up today GW?

Well, seeing as our grass is growing leaps and bounds, my wife and I will tackle that next. That’ll take care of the morning. In the afternoon, after that workout, I suspect some front porch sittin’ or on our swing out back under the basswood tree with a cup of coffee will be in order. Why is that? Well, around here, you learn quick that no matter how much work you do, the day’s not done until you’ve had a good rest to appreciate it.

So with all that information out of the way, I am off for my morning breakfast that my little woman has made for me. Once I’ve had my fill, it’ll be time to rouse those old mowers.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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Canada Needs to Hit Pause on Immigration — For Now

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These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

Right now, here in Canada, we need to stop all immigration — unless someone brings something this country truly needs, like doctors, skilled trades, or professionals we’re short on. The thing is, we don’t have the infrastructure to support who’s already here, let alone more people. Hospitals are overcrowded, housing is limited, and basic services are stretched thin.

More so, anyone here illegally should be sent back. That’s not harsh — it’s common sense. If you come in the right way, fine. But if you break the rules, you don’t get to stay. We need to get back to enforcing the laws we already have.

We need to focus on rebuilding first, bring jobs and industries back home. Make sure people can see a doctor, find a place to live, and afford to feed their families. Only then should we even consider opening the door wider — and only if it makes sense for Canada.

We’ve been taken advantage of by a system that no longer serves the people it was built for. If we don’t fix it now, we risk heading toward collapse — rising crime, worsening healthcare, and more people left to suffer on the streets.

The new Strong Borders Act is a small step in the right direction as it targets fraudulent asylum claims and holds people accountable. That’s what we need more of, a smart, firm action that puts Canadians first.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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