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			<title>Similes</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2010 12:36:14 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[While growing up I had always had trouble with reading, teachers never understood why, it wasn't that my comprehension level was low but that I could...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">While growing up I had always had trouble with reading, teachers never understood why, it wasn't that my comprehension level was low but that I could not spell, understand even the slightest law of grammar and read anything more then picture books.<br />
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I was Twelve before I learnt how to read effectively, and it was of a complete accident. I was walking through a book store and I saw a book called the &quot;World of Similes&quot; which I read as the &quot;World of Smiles.&quot;<br />
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As I read through the book I loved the concept that smiles centred around the idea that one should &quot;like&quot; something. As I worked through that book, my understanding of reading grew immensely, at the end of it, I was on to reading novels, and here I am today, still having trouble with grammar and spelling, but my reading and essay writing lead me to a place I had always wished to be. And I still have the book &quot;World of Similes,&quot; though I have never thought of it as a book, but like a turning point or a readjustment.<br />
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Anyways thats just my thoughts on similes, and I suppose smiles.</blockquote>

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			<title>Gentrification</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2010 18:11:56 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>One of the places I spent much of my childhood was in Vancouver BC. My mother worked as a research assistant for Anthropologist studying prostitutes...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">One of the places I spent much of my childhood was in Vancouver BC. My mother worked as a research assistant for Anthropologist studying prostitutes in the Vancouver Redlight district. In my time in British Columbia, I was always astonished on how free the people there were. There was a segment of the population that choose restraint and longed for control, but they were minimal at best. The city wasn't perfect obviously the legends of drug related crime and gang conflicts were very much a reality when I had lived there, but it was as though the city embraced its flaws and imperfections, city art was found in these &quot;bad areas&quot; and they were also a draw to the city. Drugs became a tourist attraction, bring people across the global to the city. The cafes were live with discussion, I was exposed to philosophy for the first time when I was twelve living in the city. If I hadn't had that experience I would never have known my love for philosophy as my time in Ontario, Manitoba and New Brunswick, rarely involved an environment of open thinking and discussion. <br />
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I visited the city again this summer and Vancouver was different now. The cafe's i used to frequent are now clothing stores or Starbucks, the discussion is gone in favour of rushing, time driven enslavement. The redlight district is under surveillance, the freedom of the west coast has been replaced by gentrification, as the people who drew people to Vancouver originally are being pushed out of the city. <br />
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Don't know what I am trying to say here, other then I am sad, I lost a home this year.</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[rabid reader's Blog]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 23:04:08 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I'm a philosophy/political science major, and I spend most of my time focusing the unimportant things in life such as idealogies, meanings and...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I'm a philosophy/political science major, and I spend most of my time focusing the unimportant things in life such as idealogies, meanings and reasons. This mostly ends up with me having whacked out thoughts on how I think things could work better, and how I disagree with everyone else. I thought this place would provide a good opertunity to share some of my thoughts with the group and possibly create some discussion.<br />
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I would like everyone to know that what I write here is to be taken in as objective as possible, I will no attack you and I am not saying that it is my way or the highway, merely trying to provide interesting and hopefully unique possibilities.<br />
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Personnally I think that human beings are meant to be social creatures. I think of living in a forest alone sometimes and then begin to realize how difficult it would be in times like the winter and such, sure I know how to build a house and a fire, but then make my clothes gather food, I would have no time to myself just with my thoughts, and really isn't that the purpose of becoming a hermit? The point of society is to hopefully make each individual's day to day life easier, everyone shares the work load and in the end everyone should ideally get what they need. This is an obvious extrinsic value to living in a community. Then there is the not so obvious intrisic value of friendship, companionship, and even the theroputic enemy, all of this making your life easier to deal with, and seemingly an individual necessity.<br />
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Living and working together can also be a benefit in the actual accomplishing of tasks. One man with a spear meets with a hungry bear, you would most likely only have a spear remaining, but 20 men with spears would fetch you a nice warm coat for the on coming winter. <br />
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When reading some of my later ideas I think it would be important to remember this believe of mine.</blockquote>

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