I’m not sure how much people outside of B.C. and Canada know about the Gateway Pipeline, but this issue has held my interest since first hearing about it in January. Basically, Enbridge Co. wants to build an oil pipeline that runs from Alberta to Kitimat, B.C. From there, oil tankers will transport the oil from the port to Asia. However, the route the massive oil tankers would take adjoins the Great Bear Rainforest, a 64,000-square-kilimetre stretch of wilderness that is considered one of the most ecologically sacred on Earth. This area is home to the “spirit bear”, wolves, grizzlies, orcas, and humpback whales. And this entire ecosystem is based on salmon. If there was to be an oil spill in this area, the results would be disastrous to the Canada’s West Coast. I live along the west coast of B.C., and I feel very protective of the beautiful landscape around me. The beaches are lovely year-round, and the view from Grouse Mountain on a clear day gives you a wonderful view of the blue ocean.
However, enough public voices rose to argue again Stephen Harper and his government, and so, a three-person committee representing the National Energy Board is now travelling across Canada until the end of 2013, listening to the hundreds of people who wish to speak their opinions to this group. After they have heard everyone, the National Energy Board will make their decision and make a recommendation to the government on whether or not the pipeline should be built after all.
Stephen Harper has asked Canadians to not let “radical” foreign groups put money into charities and environmental groups in order to lengthen and stall the process. These comments have been met with shaking heads as Canadians question whether or not Harper is calling his own citizens and tourists to this beautiful province “radicals”. I found a fantastic quote in the Globe and Mail in January which gave me the idea of writing this post.
Florian Schulz is a German wildlife photographer whose work has been featured in National Geographic, and was quoted in the article “Caring for Canada’s beauty ‘beyond borders'”. He is talking about the government naming him and other environmental advocates as “radicals”. He says:
“To cherish the incredible beauty of Canada and to celebrate it-as a foreigner, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it. There are certain values and ethics that I think are beyond borders.”
There are many foreigners who love Canada and the British Columbia West Coast. There are Canadians living abroad, there are animal lovers from Brazil, and there are simply tourists who fell in love with the landscape of this province. Should we really be shutting out those people who want to protect something so fragile and untouched? Why should borders matter when it comes to our planet and its resources. We are entering a time when we should all be protecting the Earth and the land we love, no matter where we are from or how far away that land is from where we live. If Harper is still worrying about borders on an issue such as this, he has a lot of catching up to do.
If that pipeline is approved, I will post pictures of my friends and I at the end of 2013, sitting in Kitimat, protesting.
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Lately I’ve been yearning for the mountains. Living in the Fraser Valley, You can always see them, especially Mt. Baker, but I miss the Rockies from my Alberta trip. I want to go back, actually, I would love to live there. Here’s some pictures I found online that make me miss those mountains even more.
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It is such a gorgeous day outside, and I don’t have to work or go to school, so I decided to bring all of my homework and spend the day outside at my favourite coffee shop. There’s something intellectually stimulating here that makes me want to read, listen to some chill music and maybe even write a blog post. Currently, I’m supposed to be studying for my Political science midterm that it tomorrow, but that’s not happening. So instead I’ll listen to some NeedtoBreathe, which is a fantastic band by the way, check them out. And those Salted Caramel Mochas are like insanely sweet heaven in a cup, yum.
So this semester I’m struggling with this Creative Writing class I’m taking. I took it for the fiction aspect, but realized too late that there are 3 parts to this course: fiction, poetry, and screenwriting. Fantastic. I have severe difficulties with poetry, I just end up sounding so cliche and corny. Always happens. So the first assignment of the poetry unit is to write a 20 line poem and I’m in pain. Not that anyone cares about my poetry-handicappedess, but I enjoy complaining. I don’t even want to think about screenwriting.
But a silver lining, I’m seeing Ides of March tonight with some friends. Yay for Toonie Tuesday! Two bucks for a George Clooney/Ryan Gosling movie? Thank you movie gods.
Switching topics again, I’m feeling the strange desire to be edgier lately. I want a lip piercing, and more ear piercings. I think its just the high from my tattoo, but still…
And I got my halloween costume. No slutty halloween for me thank you very much. I’m going to be… a purple crayon! I have a Crayola dress, so excited.
I love fall, I need to have more days like these. Chilly air, sunshine, coffee, and music. And I keep thinking about my tattoo, so happy with it. I want another one.
I went and got my very first tattoo done yesterday! And everyone is right when they say they’re addicting. I LOVE mine! The pain level was a little more or less what I had been expecting. But as someone with a very low pain tolerance, I survived. There was a lot of cringing and wincing and hand squeezing. There was definitely some swearing, but afterwards I would have done it all over again.
The tattoo I chose is very small; it only took him 13 minutes to do! And today it feels like a hardcore sunburn. But I am still so in love with it. I will post some (better) pictures when I find someone who can actually take them for me. Because its my back shoulder, it’s almost impossible for me to get a good shot with my camera, so I have to settle with some iPhone pictures for now.