Why do I blog?

Daily writing prompt
Why do you blog?

I started blogging back around August of 2011 just after I received my social service paperwork from the Alberta government.

I quickly realized that I had no one to talk to about the events that I had lived through on Canadian Forces Base Namao, Canadian Forces Base Griesbach, and Canadian Forces Base Downsview.

And talk I wanted to.

To go from someone who had been reviled by his own family for causing the events on Canadian Forces Base Namao and for having fucked with his father’s military career to now being one of at least 25 children that got chucked under the fucking bus by the Canadian Armed Forces due to chain of command decisions made by grown adults in May to June of 1980.

I had begun counselling sessions in May of 2011 with a counsellor from the EFAP program at work, I could tell that he wasn’t able to comprehend any of what I was telling him. Sure, the counselling went on for a few years. It was nice having someone to talk to even if he had nothing to offer in the slightest.

I thought that these blogs would get me more answers and more details about what had happened on CFB Namao. But this hasn’t worked out. Yes, I have been contacted by other brats who were abused on the base at the time. But much like I had been prior to my crash course in the damaged military justice system, most people who had grown up on military bases as children had no idea of just how fucked up things were on the bases back then.

There are generally two types of base brat. The ones that came from somewhat functional families and who undoubtedly participated in the shunning of kids from dysfunctional families that would occur on base. And those that came from dysfunctional families like mine that are unaware that their own serving parent sacrificed the wellbeing of their children to appease the chain of command.

The members of the former group will not under any circumstance admit that there were dysfunctional families on base as that means that they would have to admit to the fact that they often participated in the shunning and harassment of the children of these families.

And you had better fucking believe me when I say that a military community is not very tolerant of non-conformity. The military is built around 100% conformity.

The members of the latter group will not admit that their family was dysfunctional as they subconsciously know what happened, but they don’t want to have their suspicions confirmed.

I quickly came to realize that the general public has no idea of what happened on the bases in Canada, and the general public just doesn’t seem to care.

The media that once existed in Canada no longer exists. It’s all downsized, consolidated, and owned by the Americans. And timing is everything. The last 25 years have been extremely unstable in the geo political sphere, so the story of how the National Defence Act allowed matters like Captain Father Angus McRae to be buried often becomes sidelined due to current events.

So, I type away on my blog in the vain hope that something will come of this all the while knowing that this blog will only really appeal to a very small minority of people.

What are my top ten favourite movies?

The computer asked me, so I must answer.

Daily writing prompt
What are your top ten favorite movies?

In no particular order:

  1. Legend
  2. Labyrinth
  3. Magnolia
  4. Melancholia
  5. Princess Bride
  6. Midsommar
  7. Donnie Darko
  8. Hanna
  9. Kick Ass
  10. Leon: The Professional

What would I sell?

If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell?

I don’t know.

I don’t think that I could open up a shop.

I don’t know what I’d sell.

I don’t feel comfortable asking people for money, even if I am trading them goods for their money,

What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?

What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?

In this day and age I’d have to say that my smartphone is.

It contains all of my personal information, all of my banking information, and all of my medical information.

And they’re secured on the phone. I don’t use facial ID and I have encryption turned on.

It also has software installed on it so that I can view the major systems at work so that I can keep an eye on things.

And my music.

Music is a distraction for my brain. I can’t listen to music while I am trying to complete work that requires mental contemplation, but when I’m working with my hands on mechanical type work I need music to distract my brain from getting lost in thoughts and memories.

Describe your life in an alternate universe.

Describe your life in an alternate universe.

In the ideal alternative universe my father would have worn a condom or would have pulled out in time.

Or ideally my mother would have obtained an abortion.

Barring that, my grandmother would have miscarried my father.

And if none of that worked out, then my father would have never joined the Canadian Armed Forces.

And barring that, even if my father had joined the Canadian Armed Forces, the politicians in this country would have never allowed the Canadian Armed Forces to “wash their laundry in-house” with their own private and beyond public scrutiny police force.

There’s a lot that I wish could be different in an alternate or parallel universe. They’re very specific wishes.

You didn’t think that I was going to wish for fantasy type wishes, did you?

List 30 things that make you happy.

List 30 things that make you happy.

1-?

2-?

3-?

4-?

5-?

6-?

7-?

Who the fuck am I honestly trying to fool?

Make me happy? I don’t think that anything makes me happy.

See, as a kid I learned to not hope, or desire, or want. If I let Richard now that I wanted something or hoped to get something he’d make sure that this would be denied to me

Happy? No, you didn’t dare be happy around Richard. If you made this mistake of letting Richard know what made you happy then he’d go out of his way to make sure that you were kept aware from what made you happy.

At work things don’t make me happy. Doing things correctly and properly shouldn’t be sources of “happiness” and it isn’t. I do what I can, not because it makes me happy. I do what I can so that people can’t attack me.

I learnt a very long time ago to always make an effort to appear happy. People like that shit.

Nobody likes emotionally disturbed people at work. Nobody wants to work with depressed people.
Nobody wants to work with anxious people.
People don’t like this shit.

What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?

What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?

It’s too late for me.

But I would really love to see the National Defence Act re-written so as to make it very clear that the military has absolutely no jurisdiction to investigate any type of service offence that has been committed against a civilian, especially if the crime has been committed against a military dependent.

It’s a stretch, but I would also love to see the criminal code of Canada and the National Defence Act ammended to nullify the pre-1998 time bar, and to nullify any decision by a commanding officer to dismiss charges that had been brought against their subordinate.

Future Travel Plans.

Daily writing prompt
What are your future travel plans?

Well, the USofA is out of the question. The situation down there isn’t going to clear up anytime before 2028 – 2029. And that’s assuming that Trump is out of office in 2029. And even then it will take a few years for normalcy to return. So as it stands, January of 2025 is probably the last time that I will ever be down to the USofA.

About the only place that I would want to travel to before March of 2027 would be Iceland for December 2026. I was in Iceland in 2023 for the summer solstice, so being in Iceland for the winter solstice would be a neat way to finish off my life.

Much like 2023 I’d stay for 14 days.

Just absorb the Aurora Borealis, the cold, and the isolation and get ready for March of 2027.

I have no idea of what will actually happen in March of 2027, I do know that after I make my application for Medical Assistance in Dying it will take a few months before I get to go for assessments. And then even after approval there’s a “90-day cooling off period”. So it’s not like I’ll be gone right away in March of 2027.

But I do think that if I manage to make it back to Iceland in December of 2026 that this will be my absolute final trip anywhere.

Maybe this time I’ll try to go to the north side of the island so that I can say that I’ve made it north of the Arctic circle.

Traditions?

Daily writing prompt
What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

This one is an easy one.

I’m not a piss tank alcoholic like my father was, so there’s that.

I’m also not a rage prone asshole that isn’t afraid to use physical violence to dominate others.

I don’t make up lies.

I don’t make promises I have no intention of keeping.

To the best of my knowledge my father had no traditions. He was so empty and so damaged that there was noting there. The only other adult that was in my life as a kid was my grandmother, but she was usually so drunk that she couldn’t pass on a tradition is she wanted to

This was today’s prompt.

Daily writing prompt
What do you listen to while you work?

In no particular order:

  • At least 2 false fire alarms per day due to patients smoking / vaping in the hospital.
  • People complaining about the elevators.
  • The voices in my head, specifically my father and Captain Totzke
  • Code Blue pages.
  • Code Grey pages.
  • The phone ringing non-stop.
  • Self doubt.
  • Complaints about 40 year old equipment that’s been running 24/7/365 breaking down.
  • Complaints about a building designed 50 years ago not surpassing today’s design criteria.