Run Rabbi Run
Well, it’s getting on the end of April. I’m one month away from running my first half-marathon with the rest of my High Park buddies and I’m deep into season one of Arrested Development. George Bluth Senior has converted to Judaism in prison. I LOVE this show. I love it like I love pudding!
It seems that we’re now, almost inevitably, facing an election this spring. Boy, am I enthusiastic about that prospect. Which clown to hire for the party? Jacko, Harpo or…Bono? Citizenship aside, do you think Canadians would elect Bono if he ran in the next federal election? Not too much would surprise me — unless Canadians voted in an NDP government. Boy, that would surprise me — no offense JL!!
I would never want to be a politician. Talk about not pleasing many of the people most of the time.
According to statistics I came across today, the average life expectancy in Zambia is 35. I think it would be difficult for most healthy North Americans to imagine that their lives would end at 35. Gee, I would only have a year and a half left….Well, I’m still going to stay home tonight, but it does make me wonder one thing: How do you know when you’ve lived a “complete” life? At what point would you ever be satisfied that you had lived enough, loved enough, patted enough dogs and cats, eaten enough breakfast cereal, watched enough episodes of your favorite show?
There is such a huge imbalance in the quality of life that different people live in the world, in this country, in this city, even. The Toronto Star is currently running a series on education in fly-in reserves in Northern Ontario. You can bet the situation is the same in virtually every other province in Canada.
For no reason, I just tried channeling the spirit of Christopher Lloyd. It didn’t work. Guess he’s busy right now.
Ah, I ran out of sentences in my sentence-making kit. Good night.
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