Life of Dave

Life of Dave

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Museum of Human Rights

On our recent trip to Winnipeg this past Christmas we took in the Museum of Human Rights. Last time we were there in 2011 it was still under construction. In my opinion the building is up to the challenge of presenting such important subject matter. It's an imposing elegant structure, yet rugged enough to withstand the harsh environment of a Canadian prairie.












Time Capsule

While sorting stuff in my workshop over Christmas I came across a few tubes of posters I've had for a very long time.

It's perfect timing as we have some vacant wall space to fill now that our basement office space is finished.

With both of the posters shown below, I'd totally forgotten I had them. Once the dates printed on them sunk in it was like opening a time capsule. Ironically I didn't actually attend either event, so I'm not sure how I acquired them, but I'm sure glad I did.

Two unexpected bonuses for this one: it's for the inaugural event and it's signed by the artist (in pen; hard to read in this format).
Strangely enough both posters are from 1990, now enjoying their 25th anniversary.

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Paying the Mercury Price


The recent drop in gasoline prices was even more noticeable in Winnipeg than in Vancouver. We spent time in the ‘Peg over the Christmas break and it was really an eye-opener to see sub-loonie pricing per litre. I can’t remember when I last witnessed such an event. When we came home from vacation in Europe a couple of summers ago gas was approaching $1.60 per litre in Vancouver. The average price for gas in Winnipeg I saw during our recent trip was about half that; about 80 cents. And here I thought we were being so smart by buying a hybrid car recently to combat the petro assault at the pumps. But I digress.

The real reason for this post was an exchange that came to mind during our stay in Winnipeg. It occurred to me that although gas was about 20 cents per litre cheaper in Winnipeg than in Vancouver, we’d paid in another way in that the outside environment was 20 degrees colder. It could be said that we’d paid the “Mercury price”.

That slang phrase is in reference to the Game of Thrones series of books I’ve recently read. In the series one clan of people prides itself in paying the iron or gold price. The “iron price” is paid when a warrior slays his opponent in battle with iron weapons, and takes what he pleases from the losing party. The “gold price” is a traditional exchange of currency (gold) for goods. Within this particular clan, it is much more respected to pay the iron price.

Going one step further in this analysis, perhaps next year we’ll go full circle foregoing a traditional Canadian white Yuletide season and pay the “plastic price” (credit card) for some heat to go to Hawaii for Christmas.