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Challenge Traditions, Merry Christmas and…

Posted on December 24, 2015 by Raymond Alexander Kukkee
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Challenge Traditions

It seems trendy  to be 'offended'  if individuals wish you the wrong 'Holiday greeting'  and/or  challenge traditions.  We do wonder about that.  Even if it's just an attempt to be traditional and crabbier than old Ebeneezer Scrooge himself,  Merry Christmas and Happy New Year  remains our default, standard greeting for December 25th  —every year!    We persist.  So....to everyone........

   Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!  

WE  wish each and every one of  YOU, whoever you may be, wherever you may be --an absolutely happy, safe, warm Merry Christmas, —or whichever Happy Holiday (by definition)  you may choose to substitute,  celebrate, —and/or not celebrate as YOU wish.

Please feel free to wish US  a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year as well, or "Happy Holidays" in the version, within your understanding of,  within your comfort zone, in the translation of, and in any language you prefer!

Trust us on this, the muse and I shall not be offended.  

Have a heart instead....Have a candy cane. Bring life and your heart back into focus.

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We also wish you a safe and  Happy New Year

Onward and upward, may your dreams materialize, and may the world and civilization itself prosper with peace and goodwill toward all people. May  happiness and understanding  replace the current global instability caused by war, opportunism, greed, fanaticism,  ideology, politics, the  increasing lack of logic,  the surreal and unnecessary wish to challenge tradition and beliefs,  and significantly, the failure to  use common sense.  Most notably, we sense a failure to respect the world itself, the environment,  and all human beings, wherever they may live.

Humanity can do better. That's us.  Every one of us. We can do better.  Here at Incoming Bytes we wish the Best of the Season to everyone.

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Voter Boy

Posted on October 19, 2015 by Raymond Alexander Kukkee
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Voter Boy*

 

When I was a boy I wanted to vote;

Why, I did not know;

I went to political rallies next door;  an old schoolhouse;

It was the thing to do,

With farmers,  mechanics,   curious, mothers with babies,  families,  neighbours,

Other kids like me, watching, open-eyed,

Watched with eagle eyes by mothers and old ladies, grandmothers knitting mitts;

When I was a boy I paid attention, and listened, carefully,

Words of hope, eyes wide open, pie in sky,

And the people went mad with delight, strangely entertained by signs,

By strangers with lying lips

Clapping and cheering for sweating,  fat and slippery Soap-Box  Stumpers,

With bold offers of  Utopian life, promises ever savoury,  bright tin badges;

Grits and Tories all,  entertaining hallowed promises of prosperity, jobs and happiness.

When I was a boy, I wanted to vote, and too soon it came;

I became a voter boy,

I heard men make promises they would not keep, turned cold.

When I became a voter boy,

I heard Stumpers Red and Blue speak the same liberal language of convenience.

When I became a voter boy,  I watched lies, deception, and hearts pricked;

Bleeding trust profusely;

Pondered memories of unanswered questions from the past,

The stumping sweat of fear, shifty eyes, embarrassed silence;

Scandal, delusion, willful deception,

Echoes of clapping, entertaining fools drifting home

With egg salad on face,  furrowed brow,  darkness of heart, lies remembered;

When I became a voter boy, I discovered disillusion,  — yes,

—But also how  to think

—For myself.

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*Voter  boy I was, —and I still vote today--but sadly, in decades, nothing much has observably changed in  Canada-  as we participate in the 2015 Federal Election, strangely, and predictably, with high expectations. 



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