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Yesterday (July 16, 2019) I went out around 2pm with flyers for my programs.

Around 3pm at Queen and University a fellow blindsided me. He ran up, snatched the flyers from my bike and tore off down University Avenue shouting, “You vermin! I’m tired of tracking you to tear down your posters.”

I shrugged it off.  I continued along Queen Street where at Queen and Spadina the same person crept up from behind, grabbed my bike and rode off with it.

The bike and its contents can be replaced. That’s a pain in the butt but it is not a big deal.

The thing that is a big deal is that this fellow has blown his cover.

Now I know two things. The first is that this fellow (and others) are going around the city wilfully destroying  my posters.

The second is more important. I know what he looks like.

Before yesterday he was anonymous, invisible.

Now he is not.

At Queen and Spadina when my bike was stolen there was a police car parked right there. There was the best possible witness to what was done.

This fellow may think he’s gotten away.

He has not.

“The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don’t do anything about it.”–Albert Einstein

“In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”–Martin Luther King, Jr.

The reason Einstein and Martin Luther King, Jr. made those statements is that they found silence where they should have found support.

Both were strong enough to continue.

So am I.

Support does come. Often it comes from unexpected places like the street person who told me just before Christmas 2017 he had been offered money to tear down my posters. more money to harm me and $1,000.00 to kill me.

He said, “If I have been offered this others have.”

Yes, clearly they have.

One of the many things I learned from my friend Jane Jacobs was the importance of standing up and of getting back up when we get knocked down because if we stand up we are going to get knocked down.

Years ago a man who had seen me get knocked down said, “You are like an India rubber ball. The harder you get knocked down the higher you bounce back up.”

Clearly the person who did this is being paid to tear down my flyers.

That’s not going to stop me from putting them up.

–Reg Hartt 2019-07–17.


In Place of a Curse

by John Ciardi

At the next vacancy for God, if I am elected,
I shall forgive last the delicately wounded
who, having been slugged no harder than anyone else,
never got up again, neither to fight back,
not to finger their jaws in painful admiration.

They who are wholly broken, and they in whom
mercy is understanding, I shall embrace at once
and lead to pillows in heaven. But they who are
the meek by trade, baiting the best of their betters
with extortions of a mock-helplessness

I shall take last to love, and never wholly.
Let them all into heaven – I abolish Hell –
but let it be read over them as they enter:
“Beware the calculations of the meek, who gambled
nothing, gave nothing, and could never receive enough.”

“…When at last each man realizes that nothing is to be expected from God, or society, or friends, or benevolent tyrants, or democratic governments, or saints, or saviours, or even that holiest of holies, education, when each man realizes that he must work with his own hands to save himself, and that we need expect no mercy, perhaps then…Perhaps! Even then, seeing what manner of men we are, I doubt. The point is that we are doomed…No God is coming to save us. No system of government, no belief will provide us with that liberty and justice which men whistle for with the death-rattle….What distinguishes the majority of men from the few is their inability to act according to their beliefs. The hero is he who raises himself above the crowd…To get men to rally round a cause, a belief, an idea, is always easier than to persuade them to live their own lives.”–Henry Miller, AN OPEN LETTER TO SURREALISTS EVERYWHERE.

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” ― Edmund Burke.


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