With respect to the patronizing incident that took place yesterday during our federal election campaign, whereby a Conservative Ministerial aide said to a man from Barriere Lake: “If you behave, and you’re sober, and there’s no problems, and if you don’t do a sit-down and whatever, I don’t care. One of them showed up the other day and was drinking,” The woman who uttered these remarks, Darlene Lannigan, I think will sit down later this week with some local First Nation folks to sort it out, but I thought it was notable that other members of the Minister’s staff apologized …
It’s complicated times in the Western world (he says with some irony). If you are wondering what is happening to the economy and why, it’s very difficult to discover unless you are right in it. And this is why I love the blogosphere. My friend Rob Paterson has not only lived in the high levels of the world of high finance, but has alos been through a stock market crash before, in 1987. As such the story he is telling on his blog is deep and informed, and it’s also accessible. This is because Rob cares about storytelling, and …
Jon Husband has been threatening to write his book on Wirearchy for as long as I’ve known him, and I can’t wait for it to come out, but in the meantime, he is posting what could well be a chapter from it in two parts over at his blog in a post he calls Perspectives on Designing and Managing Knowledge Work. (This is me nudging him to get it done so I can add it to my list of books by friends…:-) ) In a synchronous moment, also today George Por, a mutual friend of Jon and I published …
One of the great things about working with Tenneson Woolf is that he is a pretty careful note taker. He usually has a good blog post tucked away before I even get home, and the same is true today. Have a read of what he noticed in our work together with the Canadian Union of Public Employees this past week, working with union developers and educators – a marvelous group of people, full of heart and life and love and solidarity. The very best of what we are.
This morning, driving up to the clubhouse at the Seven Hills Golf and Country Club near Port McNeill, there was a mother black bear and her cub roaming around the parking lot. They took off before I could get a photo. The journey continues…I’m in Vancouver tonight enroute on a red eye to Toronto and then Ottawa.