An Abolitionist’s Disgust

I’m not really sure what to say; I’m trying to deal with a lot of my own health issues and frankly I find American politics detrimental to my remission; it’s too much to expect me to be civil and engaging with people who are so wrapped up in their need to defend themselves against their […]

Escape From Stormcage December 17-20

Observations from my trip: – life is better when you assume positive intent The most interesting aspect of Vegas for me was the openness of the sex trade and that the abolitionists representing I believe Shared Hope International were holding up signs talking about the shame of Vegas, selling her daughters to sin, but having […]

Nothing Like An Anniversary…..

Next Monday marks the thirteenth anniversary of my first encounter with human traffickers. There’s really not much point in going into the story behind that run in, except to state unequivocally that the day in question essentially shaped the rest of my life, and is when I began both physical training and researching in earnest. […]

Escape from Stormcage January 22, 2016

Today I learned that one of my favourite boutiques in town is going out of business, which is a damned shame; its funky and elegant and the prices are reasonable and everything is more or less luxury fair trade.  Apparently she has to close because she is tired, and I can understand that, but I […]

Project Runaway Brat Reboot

Last fall while I was staying at Magdalene House and playing Magic with Holden, the Great Satan and I were discussing the issue of extremism in Canadian youths, and how that might best be addressed. The concept that he and I eventually hammered out basically relied on the phrase “We are Legion” used by Anonymous, […]