I grew up in a German Apotheke on Wye Road
in Sherwood Park, Alberta. I ran underfoot
while my parents made busy. My father was
the pharmacist, not German,
but Egyptian. He wore
a white lab coat
with pens in his pockets,
coke-bottle glasses and a black toupee
to cover his losses.
He smoked Rothman’s cigarettes behind
his raised counter. They’d hang
out of his mouth and surround
him in air so thick, I couldn’t see
him, just heard the pounding
of compounds for local farmers, teachers
and Germans from the city who’d heard
about him from their pastor.
I had that dream again:
The authorities are coming. The gig is up. I buried a body, forgot about it and am about to get caught. I’m in deep fucking trouble. I stand in my front yard. The location sometimes changes, but in this version, the bones are buried on my front boulevard — on city land.
I’m like, oh man — not this again. My kids are little. They stand on the couch and look out the window. I will my husband to distract them. I think he does. I’ve got to move the body without anyone seeing me…
Great-great-grandmothers, I am writing to tell you I made it. You made it.
Imagine that your Egyptian great-grandson met your German great-granddaughter. They had a couple of kids and immigrated to — wait for it — Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. Now I (their daughter) live on the traditional and unceded territories of the lək̓ʷəŋən people— a place colonially known as Victoria, British Columbia.
You might not know where that is. You probably considered Canada as much as I think of Eritrea, Latvia or Uruguay; maybe you’d heard of it and thought of igloos. Now you’re here, and when (if?)…
Before I watched Planet of the Humans, I read scathing reviews from people I know and respect who absolutely trashed the movie. The reviews said it was made by ‘newly woke’ white male ‘environmentalists’ who on an endless search for relevancy made a shitty documentary featuring tired and outdated information about green technology and trashed noble environmental heros such as Bill McKibben and 350.org.
The message in my echo chamber was that it was pure bullshit and should be avoided. They said the movie was damaging and dangerous. Many people on my feed shared the reviews but refused to watch…
I’ve been writing this piece for a week and in that time have read several articles where climate researchers predict the complete collapse of human civilization by 2050.
This is hot off the heels of the IPCC report warning us that we are fast approaching runaway climate chaos, the WWF report saying that 60% of the wild animal population has left us since 1970, and the UN report stating 1 million species (one of eight) are at risk of extinction in the coming decades. Not to mention the melting polar ice and methane release, the slowing jet stream, forest fires…
“From the Great Above she opened her ear to the Great Below.
From the Great Above the goddess opened her ear to the Great Below.
From the Great Above Inanna opened her ear to the Great Below.”
About 5000 years ago in Sumeria, more stories were told about Inanna, the Goddess of Heaven and Earth, than any other deity. Among other things, she was famous for her beauty, love, passion, desire for justice, and her quest for control. Inanna may have believed that being desired by men and envied by women was the source of her true power. She may…