Call it Karma
Call it Karma. This week, the government of Alberta had to acknowledge their new status in the federation, as a “have not” province. With generous gifts to one industry, and then a turn down in the need for oily mud, the available cash went negative. Going forward, the influx of funds from the “rest of us” will be important. Yep, only one word applies.
I’ve lived, for most of my life, in places that tried to balance the books with transfer payments. Somehow, I never saw it as a bad thing; we provided a great place to vacation for all of those pampered tourists. We accepted that the “good jobs” were away, and those who felt drawn to the flame (like a moth) would simply book a seat in coach and get away from paradise for a few months. Yes, they paid us to do so.
Totally unrelated, but certain goverments are doing their best to destroy the business model of TikTok. I don’t have a clue where their revenue stream comes from. Don’t care. The short song and dance moments are a distraction, and I’m good with that. Could it be that the home of the app isn’t Silicon Valley? Do I sense some jealousy? No matter. I’ll watch until everything goes away, to be replaced with some other distraction. There lies the beauty of our interconnected creative moments.
The plans for classrooms are coming out. One government at a time, vowing to risk the kids to make a point. I’m in no position to comment, but I will watch. And if it does go badly, my vote intentions will be affected.
