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So here’s the thing. We’ve been deceived. Call it what you will … the powers that be, the food industry, or just plain bad thinking … but the truth is staring us right in the face. The food we eat today isn’t just bad for us, it’s poison dressed up to look appealing.

Take our meats, for example. Hormones, chemicals, sprays on the feed, gases in the packaging hell… it’s like a science experiment that somehow ended up on your plate. And vegetables? They’re coated in chemicals too, grown in soil that’s worn out, stripped of nutrients, and treated like a warehouse floor instead of living earth.

Now, I hate to admit it, being a farmer for many years myself, but a lot of “farmers” today don’t really farm. They buy the latest shiny equipment, spend thousands on machines that pollute and drain their bank accounts, and call it progress. They don’t know the land, the animals, or how to actually grow food that feeds you. And when you try to find good produce at farmers’ markets, most of it isn’t even local. And if it is, good luck finding anything with taste or nutrition. It’s all about money, appearances, and convenience.

Here’s the kicker. The powers that be tell us all this stuff is “safe in moderation.” Sure, safe… because if you take a little bit of every chemical, spray, hormone, additive, preservative, and wash it down with whatever else society shoves at you, it adds up to a cocktail of poison served three times a day. And how about our kids today? We let them run wild, never teach them discipline, and wonder why society is a mess. Heaven forbid we hurt their precious feelings by telling them to sit down, be quiet, or do what’s right.

Not sure how I got onto that last part, any way, it’s no wonder we’re sick — physically, mentally, and spiritually. We’re eating chemical-laced food, drinking toxins, and expecting our bodies and minds to keep up. We’ve traded knowledge for convenience, wisdom for marketing, and nutrition for packaging.

So here’s the truth: we’re eating poison, raising kids without backbone, and calling it progress. We’re being sold a lie at every meal, told it’s safe because someone in a suit said so. But it’s not. Look at what you put in your mouth, look at what your kids eat, look at the land we’re destroying — then ask yourself, who’s really winning here?

My take? Grow your own if you can, pay attention to what you eat, and don’t buy the lie. And for those who say, “oh, it’s all safe,” remember this: add enough safe things together, and you’ve got trouble on a plate.

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Until the next time, keep your minds open and your stories alive. GW

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Just my take here… these are my thoughts about crime, drugs, and homelessness. I’m not telling anyone to break the law or take matters into their own hands.

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You know, lately I have been taking a close look at what’s happening in New York right now under Trump, and I’ve got to say, he’s on the right track. He’s finally cleaning things up where others wouldn’t, crime, drugs, and the homeless taking over sidewalks and businesses. But here’s the thing, it’s not just New York that needs action. It should be happening here in Canada too, in our big cities and even in a lot of our smaller towns.

It’s gotten so bad that people don’t even want to walk the streets at night. Some won’t even set foot on a nature trail anymore because they know they’ll be hassled, asked for money, or worse. Hell, even stopping for a coffee isn’t what it used to be. Instead of relaxing, you’re keeping one eye open, wondering if trouble’s going to walk through the door. That’s no way for anyone to live.

Now, some folks will say Trump’s approach is cruel. But truth told, it isn’t. What’s cruel is letting good, hardworking people live in fear every day while criminals and addicts take over. And let’s not kid ourselves… we aren’t doing the homeless or the drug addicts any favors by letting them stay where they are. And giving out free drugs isn’t helping, it’s making things worse. If you really want to do something, get them off the street and into places where they can get real help. Handing them money or another hit isn’t compassion, it’s lazy thinking. I don’t know where some of these so-called leaders get their ideas, but it sure isn’t from using their heads.

Here’s how I see it:

• Set aside a designated area outside the cities where the homeless can go, and make sure they know where to find help if they want it.
• For the criminals and drug pushers, put them in jail. No excuses, no endless debates, and keep them there.

Right now, businesses are closing because people won’t go near them, and they won’t, not when they expect to be harassed the moment they step out or in the door. You let that keep happening, and towns don’t just lose safety, they lose their sense of community, dry up and become a den of crime.

Here’s what I think, yea again: the folks in charge don’t give a damn about you, and they’ve shown it time and time again. They’ll argue, they’ll stall, and the streets will keep sliding downhill. But this is one of those rare moments where leaders need to quit worrying about being popular and just do what’s right. Give the police the manpower. Fix the laws, so things can get done and if need be, bring in the military to lend a helping hand. Make it happen.

Sure, plenty of people will bitch and complain., hell they always do. But clamp down quick and firm, and within six months, or sooner… the noise will fade. Things will settle, people will adjust, and communities will be safer again. Guaranteed, as humans have a short memory span. Harsh but true.

You know... sometimes the truth isn’t pretty, but you have to remember that neither is crime, drugs, or watching your hometown fall apart. Clean it up, stop pretending handouts are a solution, and let folks live without looking over their shoulder every time they’re out.

And if that sounds too harsh for some, maybe they’ve forgotten what harsh really looks like, take a walk down the street and look around. That’s harsh. What I’m saying one more time… is simple: fix it, face it, and quit pretending.

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

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I’m not here to tell you what’s right or wrong, just sharing how it looks from where I stand.

 When I first heard about the tallest Ram statue in North America being set up in Mississauga, I figured it was one more thing the working man would have to pay for. You know how it goes, some big project gets announced, the politicians smile for the cameras, and the bill ends up in our taxes. Then I learned it was paid for by a private donor, an Indo‑Canadian businessman who covered the costs himself. Well now, that’s different. No burden on the rest of us, and it’s his right to spend his money how he likes.
 Still, it got me thinking. You can put up a statue like that, tied to a faith and a culture, and as far as I can tell, no one’s made a fuss. Not yet, anyway. But put up something from our own history, one that isn’t about religion at all, just a marker of where we’ve been, and sooner or later someone decides it offends them. Then down it comes.
 Now… I’m not saying we shouldn’t build new things, and I’m not saying we should never take something down. But I feel, we ought to treat all history the same way. Whether it’s a reminder of faith or a reminder of the past, it’s still a reminder, and once you tear it down, you can’t learn from it anymore.

And a reminder to our Powers that Be: A paycheck isn’t government property; it’s a man’s lifeblood. Let him keep it. All taxes should be removed from paychecks.

Until the next time, keep your minds open and your stories alive. GW

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Now, I’m not here to tell folks what to think, I’m just sharing what life has shown me. Take from it what makes sense, leave the rest, but maybe let it sit with you a while.

Lately, there’s been a lot of talk about this new coin called Toncoin, with a Nasdaq company even going so far as to put a big chunk of their treasury into it. Sounds like a big deal, right? And now Trump’s got his own coin making the rounds too, stirring up the kind of excitement folks either jump on or shake their heads at. When you see stories like that, it’s easy to start wondering if these are the ones to watch, the ones that might be changing the game.

I’ll admit, it caught my attention too. You see something new gathering steam, and part of you wants to believe maybe this is the next step. Maybe we’re heading into a different kind of financial world. After all, that’s what a lot of this crypto business has been about from the beginning—change, disruption, shifting the power. And truth be told, there’s something exciting about that.

But I’ve lived long enough to know that not everything loud and shiny holds its weight. These new coins, as interesting as they are, tend to follow the same pattern. A lot of noise up front, a few big promises, maybe even a company or two backing them—but not much history to lean on when things get rough. They’re still trying to prove themselves, hoping folks will take a chance before the next thing rolls along.

And here’s something most folks won’t tell you straight: the people in charge, the banks and the powers that be, they aren’t too fond of Bitcoin. Not because it’s bad or dangerous, but because they can’t keep tabs on it like they do with everything else. When your money’s in Bitcoin, they don’t get to follow you around or decide how you spend it. That kind of freedom makes the old systems nervous. They don’t like not being in control.

Now, I’m not saying these newer coins won’t have their moment. Maybe one or two of them will find their footing and stick around. But as it stands, they’re still chasing something that’s already earned its place. Bitcoin’s been through the storms. It’s stood the test of time while others faded out. It might not grab headlines like it used to, but maybe that’s the point. It doesn’t have to.

So while it might be tempting to dive into whatever coin’s making noise this week, it’s worth asking—are you investing in something real, or just reaching for the next shiny thing? Because when the dust settles, it’s usually the steady ones that are still standing.

And remember: a paycheck isn’t government property; it’s a man’s lifeblood. Let him keep it. All taxes should be removed from paychecks.

Until the next time, keep your minds open and your stories alive. GW

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Now, I’m not here to tell folks what to think, I’m just sharing what life has shown me. Take from it what makes sense, leave the rest, but maybe let it sit with you a while.

Well, here we go again, another new thing being served up like it’s the answer to all our problems, this time, it’s cricket burgers. Yep, real bugs, raised on farms, ground into powder, and pressed into patties. The chef says it’s for sustainability. The menu says it’s better for the planet. And the folks eating it say, “Well, it didn’t taste like much.”

Now, I’m not here to knock curiosity or change. I’ve seen a lot in my seventy-odd years, some good, some not. But when I hear about bugs being farmed indoors and turned into food, it gives me pause. Because, no matter how you dress it up with garlic mayo or chow chow relish, a bug is still a bug. And if you’ve got to grind it to dust and hide it in beans to make it palatable, maybe that says something right there.

And another thing is, that crickets out in the wild eat a variety of natural things — roots, leaves, bits of bark. But these farmed ones? They’re raised in plastic trays, stacked like filing cabinets, and fed grain pellets. That’s not a life, that’s a machine. The same goes for farmed fish, fed unnatural diets and swimming in circles. The same goes for artificial sweeteners with names you can’t pronounce, now linked to cancers and gut problems. It’s a half-measure, plain and simple.

I raised animals the old way, outside, on pasture, under the sky, and when you butchered one, you knew what went into it, and you respected what came out. These crickets might be efficient, sure, but food should be more than efficient. It should be real. It should have texture and depth and a connection to the land, not grown in trays under a heat lamp.

Now I get that some folks are trying to do the right thing. I really do. Climate’s changing, and people want to help. But to me, the answer isn’t replacing steak with powdered insects. It’s slowing down, eating better, and respecting food again. Real foo, grown with care, not cooked up in a lab or hidden in a blender.

So no, I won’t be lining up for a bug burger anytime soon. And if that makes me old-fashioned, well… maybe that’s not such a bad thing.

“Until the next time, keep your minds open and your stories alive.” GW