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Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.

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Seize the day; put no trust in the morrow!

A friend, Trevor Kirkland, was killed Tuesday August 11th at 5 AM as he biked to work when he was hit by a Pontiac Sunfire headed in the same direction on Maclure Road.

It is a sobering reminder of how ephemeral life can be considering I spoke to him late Monday afternoon, never imagining it would be the last time I would see him alive.

I met Trevor shortly after I took the first painful step, homelessness, on the life altering journey that gave birth to the person I am becoming today.

He was one of the people who taught me to look beyond the clichés and the ‘everyone knows’ about addiction.

Watching Trevor struggle to find sobriety, to move into recovery and wellness made crystal clear what a stone cold bitch addiction was. His struggle highlighted the incredible ignorance and lack of understanding contained in the statement “all they have to do is quit; or want to quit”.

Watching and talking with Trevor about addiction, sobriety, slips, temptation and life was an educational, a learning experience.

Knowing Trevor and others, observing up close on a daily basis addiction, experiencing both homelessness and grinding poverty, dealing with welfare and other parts of ‘the system’ – government/charities/etc – so appalled the accountant/businessman side of me with its pointless waste and numerous, major barriers to recovery, wellness, getting out of poverty and back on one’s feet that I was driven to advocate for the changes needed to stop wasting more money increasing the problem than it would take to do it correctly and effectively and reduce these social problems.

His parents were out from Edmonton to see him for the first time in years. I and another friend sat with him on Saturday while he was waiting for his parents to swing by and pick him up. We laughed and joked that, given where his parent’s hotel was, they must have gotten lost; enjoying a real laugh when they arrived and had gotten lost.

I know how important it was to Trevor that his parents were visiting; how happy it made him.

He had a good job, was in the process of moving out of a basement suite into a trailer in a trailer park just off Maclure, just celebrated his birthday, and had spent time reconnecting with his parents … and Tuesday morning he was struck and killed while riding to work in the early morning dark and rain.

I know a lifeguard who has ‘live each day as if it’s your last’ tattooed on his side.

Some days, when I am trying to make a dollar do the work of twenty or scrounge up enough nickels and pennies to have a $1 to spend for the meal, the thought of the money to be made going back to accounting, or some other well paying employment, is SO tempting.

It is the sagacity embodied in ‘live each day as if it’s your last’ that allows me not to fall prey to the lure of the almighty dollar.

Not that I would not mind earning a few extra dollars, but I want to do it pursuing a course of action, a goal, a purpose that I consider important; changes I believe need to be made to create the type of society I want to live in and leave as a legacy.

The old me would have gone for the money and/or played it safe. The person I am becoming is strong enough to embrace ‘live each day as if it’s your last’ and accept the risks and consequences inherent in living each day as if it’s your last.

It is this truth, this final lesson – that any day can be your last day, which Trevor’s death bears witness to.

I do not want my last thoughts to be wishing I had pursued dreams, taken more chances and made more mistakes.

By striving to continue living my life in balance and congruity with the paradigm ‘live each day as if it’s your last’ life will not only be more interesting, challenging and fun but also accord honour to a friend’s life.

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Sad State of Affairs

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It is a sad state of affairs when the citizens of Abbotsford find themselves depending on the provincial government to say “NO” in order to save citizens from Abbotsford city government’s out of control and fiscally irresponsible behaviour. Find themselves dependant on the provincial government to force Abbotsford’s municipal government to exercise self control and discipline, to prepare proper operating budgets and to plan rather than scrambling from cash grab to cash grab, from problem to problem never doing anything to solve the problem, but merely haphazardly plastering over problems.

Lamentably that is the position the citizens of Abbotsford are in, dependent on the provincial government to reject city council’s latest attempt to pillage citizen’s already impoverished pocketbooks in order to satisfy city council’s every growing need for cash to pay for their spending addiction.

Like the panhandlers in parking lots around Abbotsford who approach the unwary with their tale of having run out of gasoline with their car “just a few blocks over there” and in need of gas money to get home, but who are in reality seeking money for their addiction, Abbotsford Council is telling their tale for the unwary of having run out of money and needing gas money (a gas tax) so they too can have money to feed their addiction – to spending taxpayer’s dollars.

Like any addict, Abbotsford city council’s addiction has grown worse year by year until they find themselves teetering on the brink of financial disaster.

Unfortunately, unlike the panhandlers in the parking lots whose addiction has left themselves homeless, it is the citizens of Abbotsford who will bear the financial consequences for city council’s addict mentality and behaviour.

Even, as George Peary was quoted in the local paper, “to the point where people lose their homes because they can’t pay [their] taxes.” A position some citizens have already reached and that current economic conditions have more citizens fast approaching.

Enabling an addict, or in the case of city council a group of addicts, by giving them the money needed to continue in their addiction, does nothing more than enable them to continue in their addiction.

We have to stop enabling city council and allowing it to stay in its addiction; stop permitting city council to continue to act with fiscal irresponsibility, to mismanage city operations and to spend taxpayer dollars as if taxpayers have bottomless pockets that city council can reach into to meet their endlessly increasing need for more (and more and more and …) money.

There is no need to wait to the fall and “public meetings” to begin to act. This is a provincial decision.

Citizens can, and should, begin now and often to contact our MLAs (John van Dongen, Michael de Jong) and the Premier (Gordon Campbell) telling them to “Just say NO” and not to further enable Abbotsford’s municipal government’s addict behaviour.

Indeed citizens who know just how worthless an addicts promises and assurances are, may well want to request the provincial government send in the provincial Auditor General to determine the true state of Abbotsford’s financial affairs and operational status.

We must say NO to enabling Abbotsford city council’s bad behaviours and urge the provincial government to say No as well or accept the consequences of our enabling behaviour and pay the ever escalating costs of enabling city council’s spending addiction.

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Nickel-and-Dimed to death.

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The nickel-and-diming to death of citizens by Abbotsford’s city council has moved from finding as many new ways (new fees, increased fees, zealous bylaw ticketing, etc.) to shake citizens down for as much of their cash as possible – to trying to save money by applying the same principles of nickel-and-diming to expense reduction.

This expansion of city council’s nickel-and-dime behaviour was predictable given the financial bind council has put the City in and their refusal or inability to make prudent spending and spending reduction decisions.

Instead of council making sound, financially responsible decisions, council has chosen the nickel-and-dime the public to death approach.

As if closing the Abbotsford Recreation Center pool four hours early on BC Day to save four hours of staff wages was not penny-ante enough, the City compounded this conduct by failing to adequately warn people that ARC would be closing at 6 PM.

I have been swimming at the pools in Abbotsford for nigh on 20 years and the pools have always opened late on long-weekend Mondays and stayed open to their regular closing time.

Sometime between Saturday 10 PM and Monday 4 PM a small notice, hard to notice because it was tucked out of the way, appeared setting out the change in hours. I know that this notice was not there Saturday at 10 PM because several of the regulars I had warned about this change scoured the admission desk and could find no notice.

I could warn them only because staff had asked me if I was aware they were closing at six on Monday.

This lack of notice leaves those returning from long weekend travel (and Monday evenings on long weekends travellers fill the pool) or who attended agri-fair and who want to go to the pool to cool off and relax – to arrive at ARC to find the doors locked and the pool closed. Let us not forget (as the City did) the regulars who, not having been warned, will arrive and find the doors closed.

To save four hours of salaries. Well, four hours of salaries less the admission fees forgone; which on the last night of a hot summer long weekend are likely to exceed the salaries saved. Resulting in it having cost the City money (income) to “save” paying wages. A rather pyrrhic victory on the “saving money” front; but then pyrrhic victories on saving money are all too often business as usual for Abbotsford’s city council.

Council’s inadequacies have placed Abbotsford in a financial bind at a time when it is facing the need to invest hundreds of millions of dollars in infrastructure to maintain the city’s liveability.

Citizens are not asking for brilliance, merely for competency.

Because unless we can manage to create a culture of competence at City Hall and on City Council we are in real danger of having Abbotsford become unliveable and/or the first Canadian city to go bankrupt.