Today I, IronDuke, was the victim of a crime.
I live in the top of an old house which has been converted to apartments (flats, for you Brits). To get to my door, you have to go up two flights of stairs on the outside.
My family has a long tradition of serving in the Armed Forces, and we love our country very much. Naturally, then, one of the first things I did when I moved out of my parents' house and into this place was to buy a (high quality and fairly high priced) Canada flag and pole, and mount it on the deck, so it overhangs the driveway. It was a treat to see it waving there every day when I come home from classes. It represents alot to me.
When i got home today, I was shcked. My flag was missing. It and the pole were gone. I checked around the yard and in the street to see if it had blown off, but lo and behold it was completely gone. In order to remove it from the holder, the wind would have had to blow at impossible angles and unheard of intensities anyhow. It would appear that someone has climbed the two flights of stairs and stolen my flag.
This kind of shit enrages me to no end. For most of the summer, the town I now live in was idealic. When all the students returned a few weeks ago, doubling the town's population overnight, things got loud, obnoxious, and stuff like this has happened. I live in what could be called 'student slums', which are full of foriegn students; I am one of three Canadian citizens on my street of about 120 students. I choose to live here not out of economic necessity, but because I think it's a good experience at this stage of my life. Along with this so-called 'Bohemian' lifestyle, though, comes the dregs of society. I hate to say it like this, but there are too many foriegners in my neighbourhood. In most towns around here people do not bother to lock their doors or cars at night, except this particular neighbourhood of this particular town. There are countless benefits to having diverse cultures surround you, but today I learned one drawback: They do not always share your values and morals. Grrrr
(end senseless rant....I'm not really a xenophobe!)
It's not the monetary value of the flag that angers me (I could but about 10,000 more if I wanted to). It's barely even about what the flag represents to me and other Canadians. It's the fact that someone stole my stuff and is going to get away with it.
God help the bastard if I ever find out who it is.
/venting
I live in the top of an old house which has been converted to apartments (flats, for you Brits). To get to my door, you have to go up two flights of stairs on the outside.
My family has a long tradition of serving in the Armed Forces, and we love our country very much. Naturally, then, one of the first things I did when I moved out of my parents' house and into this place was to buy a (high quality and fairly high priced) Canada flag and pole, and mount it on the deck, so it overhangs the driveway. It was a treat to see it waving there every day when I come home from classes. It represents alot to me.
When i got home today, I was shcked. My flag was missing. It and the pole were gone. I checked around the yard and in the street to see if it had blown off, but lo and behold it was completely gone. In order to remove it from the holder, the wind would have had to blow at impossible angles and unheard of intensities anyhow. It would appear that someone has climbed the two flights of stairs and stolen my flag.
This kind of shit enrages me to no end. For most of the summer, the town I now live in was idealic. When all the students returned a few weeks ago, doubling the town's population overnight, things got loud, obnoxious, and stuff like this has happened. I live in what could be called 'student slums', which are full of foriegn students; I am one of three Canadian citizens on my street of about 120 students. I choose to live here not out of economic necessity, but because I think it's a good experience at this stage of my life. Along with this so-called 'Bohemian' lifestyle, though, comes the dregs of society. I hate to say it like this, but there are too many foriegners in my neighbourhood. In most towns around here people do not bother to lock their doors or cars at night, except this particular neighbourhood of this particular town. There are countless benefits to having diverse cultures surround you, but today I learned one drawback: They do not always share your values and morals. Grrrr
(end senseless rant....I'm not really a xenophobe!)
It's not the monetary value of the flag that angers me (I could but about 10,000 more if I wanted to). It's barely even about what the flag represents to me and other Canadians. It's the fact that someone stole my stuff and is going to get away with it.
God help the bastard if I ever find out who it is.
/venting