In Canada we have done things we can be ashamed of
I majored in geography at university. In spatial geography I learned that everything has a place. I reasoned that through to its logical conclusion. That also means a garbage dump has no place in a rich neighbourhood. Rich people's noses are so sensative that they cannot stand the stench that their riches produce and so they Put their filth in a poor neighbourhood. We are the rich man's dung beetles. Our noses have become accustomed over the years and rather than throw their garbage back at them we stomach their mess. The health of the rich comes at a price too. For a rich person to be in the best of health we need animals, poor people and despreciable minority groups to experiment on. It takes a pound of poor man's flesh, blood included to provide a pound of rich man's health. No price is too high for assuring the good living of the rich. In Winnipeg I have heard, but not seen, that a hunger monument has been erected to make the point that supposedly a lot of Ukrainians were starved to death by the Bolsheviks. In the war of opposing views points perhaps we can become creative. How about erecting a monument in Nizhni Tagil, Russia, a monument for Canadian Indians killed by unscrupulous colonial bureaucrats with small pox laced blankets. I consider this cause is at least just and worthy as the one portrayed by anti communists about hunger under socialism. It is repugnant to think people can poke fun at God or insult him by blaming him for all the evil that humans have caused. Evil can transcend classes but I consider that most of it descends from the rich to the poor. If anyone tells you otherwise they are sprouting off rich man's propaganda. We were not nice to the Indians, but when have we ever been nice to anybody? We have developed the idea that our wealth depends on someone else's misery. Boy have we done a good job!