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Name::ron st.amant
From::Toronto, Ontario, CA
I'm an American living in Canada because my wife made me...no, no it was my choice...see honey, I said it! In September of '05 we had our first child and the rollercoaster got even more scary. Oh and I'm probably coughing...or complaining about it.
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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

The More Things Change, The More They Look The Same Edition

Once again you will notice that the design of the TGIF is changed. I've been in search of a new scheme for quite sometime and, for the moment, I like this one best. That could always change of course. I've been kind of down the last few weeks. I'm not exactly sure why. Hopefully I can shake out of it, though today I'm really feeling quite ill and it looks like I'm going to miss my Reformation class this evening. At least I can catch up on my reading snice I've got so very much of it to do this semester. I'm progressing well on my big research paper of the spring, but I've also got 4 small ones to write in the interim as well. Luckily those don't require any library sessions. The Super Bowl is Sunday and I can't get a read on the game. I'm leaning to Seattle plus the 3 points since I think they're going to win outright. We'll be going to Shelley's parents house, as we've done I think the last 3 years to watch the game- well Dad Snyder and I will watch the game at least. Two topics jump out this week to comment upon (for those who read the daily LJ you can skip this since it's mostly stuff yoinked from there...give me a break...I'm sick)
Remembering Challenger
I was a senior in high school. It was late in the day and I was on my way to my computer class. This was way back when computers were new...I mean REALLY new. Before the internet. Before just about everything. I took a class in writing programs. We used the big floppy disks. You kids are so young you have no idea. Anyway I was in the hall and I saw a friend of mine name Jimmy Clark. He said "Did you hear what just happened? The Space Shuttle blew up." Jimmy was kind of a loser and this was just the kind of thing he would say as a joke, so that you would feel gullable in believing him. "Yeah right", I said. He went on to tell me he had just left the library where they were watching it live (since Christa McAuliffe was going up as the first teacher in space it was of course a big deal at school and so they had TVs on in the library like many other schools across the country). I still didn't really believe him but I was wondering if he was telling me the truth. A few minutes after class began they broke in with the announcement over the loudspeaker. We were all incredibly stunned of course. The only other time they'd ever broken in to announce something of a similar nature was in '81 when President Reagan had been shot, but then it happened as we were all sitting on the bus to go home (and we were in 7th grade) so it was a little less of a kick to the gut. This really hit us all though. A hour or so later I got home from school and immediately turned on the TV and of course they replayed those 90 seconds or more over and over again. My parents got home later and I remember my Dad praying for the families. Then there was the memorial service and Reagan gave a moving speech- it was one of his finer moments I felt. A few years ago when the Columbia went down, I had that eerily sick feeling again, though since the cameras never caught the full disaster it muted in a way the devastation. I've been watching From The Earth To The Moon this week as I fall asleep. I'm still so fascinated by (and admiring of) the space program and astronauts. Watching the recreation of Al Shepard's first flight and his return to Earth made me wonder how powerful and frightening it must have been to really not know whether or not he was going to survive that descent, and how each subsequent space shot was really always wrapped in the possibility of tragedy. Growing up so close to Langley, VA where many of the astronauts trained, always made me proud in a way of that part of space history- and the museum is incredible btw in Hampton if you're ever close to there. So 20 years later, with much respect and appreciation, I say thank you and God bless you to Dick Scobee, Michael Smith, Judith Resnik, Ronald McNair, Ellison Onizuka, Greg Jarvis, and Christa McAuliffe. May your spirit of adventure and discovery always live in our memories.
Hamas Election Victory
This is the risk we face in ushering democracy into places that have no history of such meaningful responsibilities. And let us be clear, democracy requires vast amounts of responsibility. Perhaps the only thread of hope with the Hamas victory is that they will actually have to govern. They will be forced to choose between the ultimate destruction of their people and cause, and actually dealing with the international community. Of course I don't hold any illusions that they will choose the latter, however the failure will be their own, and in their own hands- for whatever consolation that can be to the rest of us. Also, perhaps this will galvanize the international community into realizing that legitimizing a process while Israel remains under constant attack of militant terrorists is foolish. Yes, the West runs a risk by isolating Hamas, and we must be careful not to read too deeply into their victory which comes as much from the inherent corruption of Fatah as from any loyalty to Hamas. But we must also realize that by coddling Fatah and Arafat for as long as we did, we only encouraged that corruption. It is of course a catch-22 because we can't engage the Palestinian Authority unless they have leadership, but that leadership will always be under the gun (often literally) of the most militant aspects of the Palestinian people. We can't reward terror, but we can't punish them out of it either. In short, there is no short answer- which is why Sharon had decided to unilaterally act vis-a-vis Gaza which only served to embolden the radicals on both sides. Not making the issue any better is the rise again of Netanyahu and Likud as the knee jerk response of Israel, which is only going to grant cover to other Arab and Muslim nations to sit once again on their hands while people they could care less for (the Palestinians) do the dirty work against the people they care even less for (Israel). Until more moderate forces gain control in the Middle East and become cooperative in reining in the militant factions of their peoples, there will never be peace. There is a small and ever closing window (perhaps it is already closed, sadly) to encourage meaningful change, but in reality that change is one only of the heart and no one will clear eyes can look at Hamas and think that is ever going to happen. Short of forcing complete disarmament within the Palestinian territory there is little hope for anything other than a continuation of a long bloody road. The UN is feckless, the Arab states too salivating over Israel's destruction at the hands of others, the EU is appeasing, and the US too burdened by its own history and standing in the Muslim world. Which leaves the situation (and the outcome) solely in the laps of the very people to whom it belongs- the Palestinians themselves. And their decision of last week is a backward step. [See how easy it is to write the TGIF when you just cut can paste material you've written already in the last week or so...try not to take my laziness as a sign that I don't care enough to give you brand new material...to some of you it IS new to YOU...like a used car or as they say now a Previously Owned Vehicle...you have to love semantic games] Also since last we met here, Maria and Andrew did finally have their baby- a girl they named Laila Marie who was born on January 14th, and weighed 6lbs 9oz and was 20 1/2in long. She's such a cutie and had the sweetest little cry. She was so tiny, when I picked her up is was like palming a loaf of bread. Congrats to the new parents and big brother Eric!! I'll have much to write about next time as I'll have the State of the Union address tonight that I'm sure will be grist for this journal mill. Now however it's picture time, not too many this week (lucky you)... Teaching Ginny the beauty of No Limit Hold'Em...  click for larger, pop-up photo Tummy time...  click for larger, pop-up photo Cheeky monkey...  click for larger, pop-up photo Making eyes at Daddy...  click for larger, pop-up photo Till next time.. Cheers

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Friday, January 13, 2006

The Where Did I Come From Edition

Two posts in a short time frame, but there are a few new things to discuss therefore you get a TGIF on an actual Friday for once...lucky you. Today is my parents' 38th wedding anniversary (thanks to Amanda for pointing out my numerical error on lj earlier...whew). We only know a few bits of the backstory of my folks. For instance we know how the met...sort of met... My father who served in Vietnam and in Japan in the mid to late 60s had as one of his fellow servicemen a young man named Laverne Harold Wiedeman. Harold had several photos in his locker including one of his sister who had just graduated from high school. My dad was quite taken with the photo and eventually began corresponding with her. Mom was also quite taken with Dad and eventually they met in person and the rest is, as we say, history. They were quite young when they married, Dad was 24 and Mom was 19 I believe. Dad was a world traveler by that point, a veteran of the Navy, but still a small town country boy from the Bayou. Mom was also a small town girl from the hills of Colorado. When they married in January of 1968, they only had a short time together as my Dad was scheduled to go back for another tour of Southeast Asia within a few months. When he left, he didn't leave my mother alone and 10 months later I was to arrive- Dad still far from home. In fact it would be 6 months after I was born before he would meet me, though the pictures I have of me as a baby are filled on the back with messages from Mom to Dad, and photos of Dad sent back with messages about me. They make quite a beautiful record of love. When Dad came back to the States it was only for another brief stop. He was immediately stationed to (then West) Germany on the north coast. This time however we went with him. In 1970 they had a little girl, Christina Marie, who tragically passed away after only 6 days. Knowing the story, I was always sad about losing a sister I never really remembered, yet I always felt a missing piece to my life. I never really consiered all that much though how it must have affected my parents. Now that I have my own child of course, I can't fathom how two people in their early twenties, so far away from their families and their home, could handle such a tragedy. I am so much in awe of their resolve and courage. Somehow they carried forward and a year later my brother David was born...and the world would never be the same. Soon after David, we returned to the States to be stationed in Norfolk, Virginia. Where in 1976 my sister Esther arrived. My Dad at this point was 32 and my mom was still in her 20s. They had experienced so much, so young. Through all the ups and downs they've always let us know that no matter what, they loves us. So Mom and Dad...Happy Anniversary!!! Well I finally received my Ancient Egypt grade...I managed to eke out a B I'm quite stunned actually, but there you go. This semester is shaping up nicely. I love my classes and I think the work involved, while difficult, will be more personally rewarding than last semester. We're all still waiting on Maria to HAVE THIS BABY!!! Which will hopefully be in the next day or so. Today Ginny Grace gave me a lovely gift...an entire t-shirt full of baby puke...nice...thanks honey...thanks.. Picture time: taking a bath...  click for larger, pop-up photo sitting with dixie girl...  click for larger, pop-up photo showing off the piggies...  click for larger, pop-up photo riding in the babypack...  click for larger, pop-up photo all anuggly...  click for larger, pop-up photo dressed up for a visit...  click for larger, pop-up photo smiley girl...  click for larger, pop-up photo contemplative...  click for larger, pop-up photo what do YOU want now...  click for larger, pop-up photo Well thanks for peeking in twice this week... Til next time Cheers

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Tuesday, January 10, 2006

The Reach Exceeds The Grasp Edition

And so it begins... My winter/spring semester starts tonight with the European Reformation...that silly Martin Luther, what an upstart. Today's heretic is tomorrow's establishment...just like Arnold Schwarzenegger...but with muscles. Come to think of it who knows...maybe Martin Luther was totally pumped. Anyway, a few snippets of life of late. We spent New Year's Eve alone at home. Not willing to brave the snow to go to the big city but here's hoping you all made it through safe and sound. Last Friday I took Ginny Grace into Shelley's work to see some folks and pick Shell up. We spent some time with Morghan who humored me enough to listen to me drone on for a while. It was such a nice afternoon (thanks Mo!) Ginny Grace is really starting to come alive lately, growing outside of her little shell and reaching out to the world around her. She's starting to do these little new things that just amaze me in their simplicity, and yet to her they are wondrous new discoveries. She's started to really vocalize and enjoy hearing the sound of her own voice. She'll sit in one of her chairs and just chatter on in a string on noises that I'm sure, to her, make sense. She's also begun to look more deeply at people, especially Shell and me. She'll be making her normal eye contact but she's staring more and more, taking us in, watching our mouths move and you can really see the thought process beginning in her mind. She's reaching out for things too- starting to move beyond her fingertips to grasp the things just out of her reach- I hope that's something she NEVER outgrows. Everyday in fact is like a fresh series of experiences which is how life should be for all of us. Today for instance she decided to hold her own bottle as I was feeding her. It's just things like that that expand her world exponentially that I'm glad I get to see and share with her. And while my wife is at times saddened that she doesn't get to see as much of it as I do, I try and reassure her that there are plenty of things even I don't catch, there's plenty more that she'll discover when Mommy is with her...AND while I'm the one that gets the bigger percentage of the cool stuff, I'm also the one that gets the higher percentage of poopy diapers and being barfed on! Ah the Karmic balance... Well I've got so much reading to do that this will be a short post I fear so I should get on with the pictures now shouldn't I? This Week (or two) in Gracie... In purple and ruffles...  click for larger, pop-up photo GG got a gift from her Auntie Lauren all the way from Australia...  click for larger, pop-up photo She also got to finally play with one of her big exersaucer gifts...so many toys...  click for larger, pop-up photo Making funny faces...  click for larger, pop-up photo Having a laugh with Gramps...  click for larger, pop-up photo Catching some zzzzzzz, all pink like gum...  click for larger, pop-up photo Oh yeah? Well nyah...  click for larger, pop-up photo Practicing her "hello sailor" look for when she's visiting Grammy and Gramps' boat next summer...  click for larger, pop-up photo Hanging out in the office while Mommy and Daddy pay bills and clean...this is easy livin'...  click for larger, pop-up photo Whiskery kisses from Daddy...  click for larger, pop-up photo Heh, I drooled on Daddy's shirt...  click for larger, pop-up photo mmm....Daddy's arm...yum...  click for larger, pop-up photo See what I can do everybody...  click for larger, pop-up photo Now scram so I can finish this bottle...  click for larger, pop-up photo Have a great week peeps. For those so inclined, you may want to check out the entry in the right hand column titled "2006: A Look Ahead" , with some assorted political comments...I know some of you missed the political corner that has been absent of late so check it out. Until next week, Cheers!

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2006: A Look Ahead

I am torn. As this is my first post of 2006, I thought perhaps a review of 2005 would be in order. However the more I think about 2005 the more conflicted I become. It was such a marvelous year for me and my family and friends. So many new lives were brought into the world, and you'll have to forgive me for putting Ginny Grace at the top of the list, but there certainly were others. Yet 2005 was also a year of loss- from Boxing Day of 2004 and the tsunami in the South Pacific, to Boxing Day of 2005 and the brutal shooting in Toronto and all the sadness in between. My country lost more soldiers on the battlefield and thousands in Hurricane Katrina on the Gulf Coast. My family lost Grandpa Snyder much, much too soon. So while I revel in the joy of what 2005 brought, I grieve for what it took as well and no retrospective could ever really do either justice. Instead then I'll use this first embrace of the new year to look ahead to what lies before us in 2006. Very shortly Canadians will elect a new government- it will likely be another minority government which inevitably will fail again sooner rather than later, but it will hopefully breath some fresh air into the nation I now call home. For the record if I could vote, and I can't, I'd vote for our Conservative MP, Mike Chong. He represents Halton Hills and does a wonderful job. Do I agree with him on every issue? Of course not, but I believe he is a strong voice for our community at this time and therefore I hope he is re-elected. I have friends across the political spectrum in Canada (as is true in the States as well). I've struggled since I came to Canada to find where my political affiliations lay and it has boiled down to this... At the moment I find fault with all the parties to some extent. I have vast disagreements with a portion of the Conservative social politics. I have vast disagreements with the totality of the NDP fiscal politics. And, sadly, I find the Liberal party to be in the desperate throes of a pandering, anti-America ideology that is dangerous and unseemly. So what's a socially liberal-moderate and fiscally moderate-conservative American New Democrat (which is different from a Canadian New Democrat) boy to do?? Since my firm belief is that the social norms of Canadian society are not likely to change no matter who occupies the Prime Minister's house, I choose then to focus on fiscal and foreign policy as the primary keys to my support- and this puts me under the umbrella of the Conservatives- albeit cautiously. I withhold my right to be wrong and call shenanigans on myself at a later date! There will be an election in the US as well this year, the November mid-term elections and on this point I am as far from conflicted as one can be. The corruption of the Republican Party, the abdication of oversight and the refusal to hold the Bush administration accountable for its hubris on just about every issue demands a change in Congress before more damage is wrought. The elite of the Congressional GOP has been selling the American people to the highest bidder, they have turned their back on their own reform agenda they rode to power upon in 1994, and they have reversed, at every turn the advances of the Clinton administration that had placed the nation's fiscal future in good standing. In short they chose the few over the many time and time again and it must stop. I hope that a chane in Congress will provoke within the Bush administration a REAL self-examination, rather than the poll driven sham in recent weeks. I hope the moderate Republicans in both Houses realize they don't have to be bullied by the extreme right wing agenda hijacking their party and the country, and can join with moderate Democrats to restore some fiscal sanity to the government. Hey I can dream.

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