On the way from Chicago, I spent the summer of 1947 in Ottawa, helping to build the first of a series of econometric models for the Canadian government.
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The funds from the sale were put into research and general teaching budgets at the university. Wharton Econometric Forecasting Associates, Inc., is now a growing enterprise with many model and other econometric facilities.
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The Referendum Game Aug 19th,2012
THE REFERENDUM GAME AUG 19TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
The separatists in Quebec are already screaming for change,
Ottawa pays little attention and why is that so strange?
Because they don't like referendums which their aristocrats hate,
No death with dignity, referendums, separation or debate.
But we should all have referendums and have them by next year,
Why is this something that our Ottawa aristocrats fear?
Now is our chance to get ahead in this referendum game,
And in isolated Ottawa; there would be no need to inflame.
Several referendums could cause the separatists to think,
That Ottawa is not stuck in the mud though it seldom blinks,
Canadian politicians extremely reluctant to change,
Unlike Quebec separatists who want to rearrange.
AUG 19TH,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Ottawa Changes, June 23rd,2011
If we scrapped the appointed Senate, would anyone know?
But their political appointees want to maintain the status quo,
They have good soft well paying jobs until they are nearly dead,
Or was that seventy five or eighty five - no one really read.
To listen to their news, it might be the end of the world.
Nothing like this has happened before since the flag was unfurled,
God might come down from heaven or the devil come up from hell,
Whose doing this – the prime minister or some drug cartel?
Because those of us outside of Ottawa would hardly know,
Not much concerned with distant Ottawa government overflow,
So the provinces might get a kick at the cat and all that,
Because Ottawa expects that the provinces should go to bat.
poem by James Bredin
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Take Me Back To Chicago
Take me back to chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best
Take me back to chicago
Where music was all I had
I tried to be good as I could
And sometimes that made me sad
Take me back to chicago, to chicago
Why dont you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To chicago
I still dream of the lake of peacefulness
The warm summer breeze
cause my life was so much simpler then
Street corners and tastee freeze
Take me back to chicago
cause hustlins not my style
L.a. was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child
Livin back in chicago, in chicago
Why dont you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To chicago
Take me back to chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best
Take me back to chicago
cause hustlins not my style
L.a. was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child
Livin back in chicago, in chicago
Why dont you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To chicago
Take me back, take me back....
song performed by by Chicago
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More Referendums Aug 23rd,2012
Quebec separatists are not foreigners; they're us,
They want a referendum to cause Ottawa a great fuss,
We ourselves should also have a referendum and maybe two,
Binding referendums and Death with Dignity are overdue.
Ottawa trying to buy Quebec with equalization money,
Hidden in some government program and not very funny,
We all should be delighted to partake in two referendums soon,
National referendums interfering in their Quebec cocoon.
Our problem is not Quebec separatists but we ourselves,
Without referendums; we're like stuff forgotten on old shelves,
Two referendums with the separatists; means common ground for all,
Do more for Canada than Ottawa aristocrats, not on call.
poem by James Bredin
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Canadian Changes Forbidden
Canadian bureaucrats have it made and don’t want to change,
Entrenched up in Ottawa and forbidden to rearrange,
They are hidden in big buildings looking out from their tower,
And they stay where they are regardless of which party is in power.
It’s all too cozy with no recall or binding referendums,
Running a government on unquestioned memorandums,
Plus our politicians tend to make a lot of noise on TV,
This way they feel all important and impress you and me.
With no set-date elections they can delay their stay forever,
There is no need to change so they think they are quite clever,
Those who could tell them to change, are themselves all appointees,
They certainly don’t want to rock the boat so no changes please.
Dec 10th,2010
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Larry, I spent probably most of my professional life helping to build Enron Corporation. I don't think there was anyone that was as shocked by the - by the collapse of the company as I was.
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No Pipe Allowed July 30th,2012
Are we going to build a pipeline all the way to the West Coast?
As we watch while provincial politicians contradict and boast?
Will someone please tell me, what the hell is going on out there?
Because this is important and most Canadians do care.
Stephen: please get involved in these talks and tell them where to go
This is a Canadian Nation issue as we listen to them crow,
We built a railroad and Trans Canada Road without interference,
Minor politicians should shut up plus their disappearance.
This is a graphic illustration of Ottawa dancing around,
Too many politicians and groups trying to pull us down,
And they are all on their way for another High Court decision,
Like Sue Rodriguez and the Insite clinic supervision.
poem by James Bredin
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I guess my natural inclination is to finish what I started. We have a Conservative government in Nova Scotia. What I want to see is a Conservative government in Ottawa.
quote by Peter MacKay
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Joys of Flat Packing (Fun Poem 33)
For those who built models
when we were a kid.
Remember all the enjoyment we had
putting all the pieces together.
Then we grew up to build bigger models,
wardrobes, cabinets and things.
Fun they look until
you take out the instructions,
only to find they are in a foreign language.
Something that you cannot understand.
Now if you get over that hurdle,
there is still more to come.
Before too long you are scratching your head again.
The possibilities are endless here.
You have a piece that is missing
or something that will not fit.
If your one of the lucky ones,
someone has put in some extras,
or have you missed something out somewhere?
It is back to the instruction,
the ones that you cannot read.
No definitely, you have some bits over,
but what do you do with them?
A couple of nails or screws you do not mind,
but when it is enough to build
whole thing all over again.
It is then you want to find a corner to sit in
and have a darn good cry.
Oh, the joys of flat packing,
it will get you every time.
(22 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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My Kind Of Town
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of people too
People who,smile at you
And each time I leave, Chicago is
Tugging my sleave, Chicago is
One town that won't let you down
It's my kind of town
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of razzmatazz
And it has, all that jazz
And each time I rome, Chicago is
Calling me home, Chicago is
One town that won't let you down
It's my kind of town
Chicago is
The Wrigley Building, Chicago is
The Union stock yard, Chicago is
One town that won't let you down
It's my
My kind of town
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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DEATH NO WAY ... Nov 19th,2012
DEATH NO WAY … Nov 19th,2012
By
James Bredin
No death with dignity though their abortion clinics reign,
This doesn't make sense to a person with a normal brain,
The Ottawa aristocrats will not allow assisted suicide,
We could go to Switzerland where their government will provide.
And no one complains because we're politically correct,
We just wouldn't want to show Ottawa any disrespect,
Sue Rodriguez went all the way to the Supreme Court in pain,
With terrible Lou Gehrig's disease was treated with distain.
How long can the Ottawa aristocrats hold off on assisted suicide?
While killing babies at abortion clinics that they provide,
As though no one really know what is really going on,
Either way; in a few years, we'll all be dead and gone.
Nov 19th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Why Do Less Than Half Of Us Vote? Oct 23rd,2012
WHY DO LESS THAN HALF OF US VOTE? Oct 23rd,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Why do less than half Canadians even bother to vote?
Do our appointed Ottawa aristocrats have us by the throat?
The Supreme Court decides what the government can or cannot do,
Therefore our elected politicians are stymied and don't have a clue.
Why is it that most Canadians don't even know about this?
And no binding referendums or recall like the Swiss,
With abortion clinics everywhere and DWD banned,
Therefore Canadians might tend to have problems in this Promised Land.
Why do our courts announce so many publication bans?
Why does the Youth Criminal Justice Act tend to tie our hands?
And the government denied permission to close the Insite Clinic down,
Why bother to vote if things in Ottawa can't be changed around?
Oct 23rd,2012
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We haven't been out in many of these countries helping them build infrastructure. How would they look at us today if we had been there helping them with some of that, rather than just being the people who are going to bomb in Iraq and go to Afghanistan?
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After all, I have spent the better part of my adult life insisting that government be open... that government be accessible... and that government be held accountable to people who voted us into office.
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Surely the President can agree with us, that theft from government is not good. I know it's bold. It's out on the edge. I know from a Chicago-Springfield background it's hard to fully grasp that honesty could be part of government.
quote by Newt Gingrich
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The Songs Of The Canadian Canary
got a friend and i named her
my canadian canary
she is caring
and sends me some gifts
perfume
for my body
fish oil for my heart
some haiku
for my day
some emails to remind me
some pictures
and paintings of spring,
and some winters too
and oh, the summer
and the worm
and the peony on her table
concrete friendship
from my canadian canary
and how can i not return
what she has given
she never asked me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Secret (Roswell 1947)
On a warm summer day, I glanced at the sky,
On July 8th,1947, I saw a circle-like object a high,
Intent to search our world, the unidentified flying object,
A so-called encounter against humanity, the search project,
The object was shot by national security due to fright,
The object burned to bits before the dawning of night,
It landed in the desert in New Mexico, Roswell 1947,
But were the intent made for evil? it could’ve came from heaven,
The closed minds of humanity, justified by force,
Instead of letting nature and fate take it’s course,
On July 8th 1947, in Roswell New Mexico, I still remember,
The broken pieces that lay in the sand glowing from embers,
Humanity scared of chaos, confusion and disease,
Humanity, the naïve, that uses violence rather than perceive,
I still remember, the metallic pieces with the pink light code,
But forever government hiding what really happened so nobody will know,
Money the greed, that steals the knowledge of an event surreal,
Never will the world see the sky under steel,
Hidden tapes, and confidential info to keep for themselves,
Info humanity that would want to experience from ourselves,
Humanity has a right to know what really occurred,
Only I can spread what really happened, a true story preferred,
I still remember, when the sky was split by that bright beam,
The opening of the skies with neon seams,
Perceived as a loss of control, or a crash to the earth,
Perceived as a natural disaster in nature rather than mirth,
But it was a sight to see! Only can we imagine what the secret is worth,
It was then July 8th,1947, that the sky was a pattern of girth,
As it flew in a curve like motion, a pattern of its own,
This flying object that flies from the unknown,
But what makes Roswell 1947 different than any other event,
Why is the incident in Roswell 1947 publicity bent?
But I can still remember looking into those black eyes,
I can still remember the sensation I felt as the creature slowly died,
I felt a sense of sorrow for the black eyed creature, empathy,
A creature that proved no bad intentions, I felt sympathy,
A creature with a fairly large head, a small body, and black eyes,
The same creature that was a pilot of the UFO that split the sky,
Forever, must you really know what happened in Roswell,
But never will you see what really occurred,
But maybe again we’ll experience an event when the sky dispearse.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Chicago
Chicago, chicago, that toddlin town
Chicago, chicago, Ill show you around (youll stay around)
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in
Chicago, chicago, the folks who visit
All wanna settle down. (all wanna settle down in my hometown)
On state street, that great street, I just wanna say,
They do things they dont do on broadway,
Youll have the time, the time of your life
Bring all your friends, all your kids and your wife to
Chicago, chicago my hometown. (hey now baby--)
(oooh baby)
Youll have the time, the time of your life
Bring all your friends, all your kids and your wife to
Chicago, chicago my hometown.
Oh, to chicago, chicago my hometown (yeah)
song performed by by Chicago
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Chicago Samba
I live in chicago
A very windy city
But tonight I will dance the Chicago samba
Once again
But when I dance the chicago blues
I sweat like crazy
And I feel like a kid again
But when I hear the chicago samba being played by the local musiciams
In the streets of chicago I get very excited
Because I know that their music cam be heard also from faraway
And bring me back memories of home
poem by Aldo Kraas
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