Initially, I was a bit hesitant to do this but spurred on by fellow blogger Theresa, and also because I haven't posted anything in forever and a day, I decided to take the plunge. If you are at all familiar with the latest ramblings of Neil Young you have a pretty good idea as to the motivation behind this post. Theresa raises an excellent point (which I don't think is emphasized enough) that often those critical of the oil sands fail to distinguish between the industry and the surrounding community. To lump Fort McMurray in with the oil patch is not only dishonest but unfair. And to draw an equivalence between Fort McMurray and Hiroshima circa August 1945 is the paragon of stupidity. (Yes, I'm being very careful of my language use here as I'm sure if I let loose on how I really felt about this guy I'd get banned off the internet for life.) The Order of Canada does not make Young an expert on the oil sands...and apparently a $65 million net worth can't buy common sense either. My other favourite line is about how Fort McMurray is just a boom town and has no real history but I'll leave that one for today. Anyhow, I digress.
I thought I'd pick up on Theresa's suggestion in her latest post and post a couple photos of "My Hiroshima" (to borrow her phrase). Hopefully in the future, I can make this a regular segment.
My Hiroshima includes over 130km of hiking trails, the largest recreation centre in Western Canada, a Junior "A" hockey team having a stellar season, generous people that make it the highest contributing community to the United Way, and my home of course. It is also the place where my son was born. Yes, this is My Hiroshima.