Is the Canadian Government in Bed with Bayer / Monsanto?

Rather than drone on with a repetitive update that practically mirrors every other of my recent days, I will just list the key elements:

• My younger brother did not arrive home until just after 10:00 p.m. last evening, so I was all set to get myself to bed and leave him to his drunken solitude.
• Despite not having much for supper, I found myself overheated in bed, and the ceiling fan was only of benefit to whatever parts of me were exposed ─ it did nothing to reduce temperatures beneath the bedding.
• I rose during the midnight hour with the intention of getting to work on the day's content assignment at the post I have underway at one of my six hosted websites, but my brother was still downstairs in the living room with the T.V. on. And so I lay back upon my bed while fully dressed, and prepared to wait him out.
• Apparently I fell asleep, and when next I checked the time, it was after 1:30 a.m. I did not feel at all refreshed, but I rose to get to work on that website post. My youngest stepson was still up.
• About halfway through my website work I took a break and performed a three-minute plank, followed by 51 flat-footed partial squats. It temporarily revived me. My youngest stepson was still up, intermittently fussing around in the kitchen.
• Finally I got the work for today completed; it was 5:00 a.m. by the time I had returned to bed. And still my fool youngest stepson was up. As for my wife, I had not seen nor heard from her since she left here around 10:40 a.m. Tuesday morning to drive to work at her friend's Thai restaurant. Clearly, she has returned to her partying ways and is determined to keep me buried in debt.
• I slept in fractured fashion, yet was too awake to sleep by 8:30 a.m. at latest. Nevertheless, I waited until almost 9:00 a.m. before getting up, expecting to find my younger brother downstairs watching T.V. However, he was still shut up in his bedroom, and never did emerge until maybe 9:45 a.m. or so.
• Since he does not know how to operate our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box, I put it into action at 10:00 a.m. to start fetching up episodes of a few of the T.V. series we follow. Then in the latter noon hour, he returned to his bedroom to rest up ere taking off for the afternoon to ultimately end up drinking somewhere again.
• With him in his room, I took advantage and ─ after weighing myself exactly as I was going to be dressed for the exercising I had planned ─ I headed on out to the backyard toolshed for that activity. Incidentally, I had weighed in at 191 pounds.
• Such a flawlessly sunny day was not to be wasted, so next I resorted to the lawn-chair or deckchair that is available in the backyard and at something like 1:13 p.m., I commenced just over a half-hour slouched low in that chair while wearing naught but cutoffs and facing into the Sun.
• At one point I heard the front door slam shut. Was that my brother leaving for the afternoon? Then soon I heard some noise in the kitchen, as if someone was depositing groceries. It was either my wife finally home, or else my eldest stepson had come home early from work.
• When my time sunning my front was done, I came into the house. I soon found that my bedroom door was shut tight ─ it was my wife who was home. She was probably overcome from lack of sleep as a result of her partying ways. Had she blown off work? The restaurant does close in the mid-afternoon and reopens at 5:00 p.m. ─ perhaps she was going to go in late and salvage some of her long workday.
• I fixed up my day's first meal and was involved in eating that when ─ well before 2:30 p.m. ─ I saw my eldest stepson's car arriving into the driveway. He was home from work early.
• I still wanted to do some further sunning ─ this time my back. My stepson had set up what were probably a mess of boneless chicken pieces to slow-cook in a crockpot, and he asked that I stir it when I came back into the house ─ he was going out for awhile. And at 2:58 p.m., I was lying upon a torn old bedsheet out on the backyard lawn and beginning just over a half-hour of sunning of my back.
• Upon returning into the house, I began work on today's post. At 4:20 p.m. (two minutes ago), I heard my wife's cellphone alarm, and now she has just emerged from the bedroom and has gone into the bathroom. 

End of bulleted synopsis.

It was 4:42 p.m. when my suffering wife announced that she was leaving for work, and headed out the front door for her drive. That was pretty much the extent of our interaction, although I did wish her, "Good luck!"

Her uttered response was nothing verbal ─ or at least it was not audible by me.

Interestingly, she did not even say anything to her youngest son who had risen roughly around the same time that she did, and who had the light on in the boys' den area where he has his bed.

In other words, she knew he was there. She just chose to leave without any communication. Perhaps she only communicated what she did with me because I happened to be sitting in the living room, and was not upstairs at my computer.

That is, I was unavoidable.

Let's change topics now.

Over the years, I have had occasion to question the prudence and wisdom of the scientists and decision-makers at Health Canada. However, when earlier this year I learned that this department gave the full approval to allow the continued use of glyphosate in this country until the next review that is likely set to take place in 2032...well, the stink was unmaskable.

Either the Health Canada scientists are blind idiots and utter dupes, or key people in the department ─ or maybe even the federal government itself ─ have been bought off by Bayer / Monsanto.

I refer you to this CBAN (Canadian Biotechnology Action Network) May newsletter:

CBAN.ca

In-Depth Update: Glyphosate and Other Pesticides, and Genetically Engineered Crops

But do your own thinking. I'm so bloody sick of the toxic chemicals and related modern products such as plastic ─ along with everything genetically modified ─ that are massively polluting and smothering us all, that I hate even spending time ruminating on the topic.

I want to bring this post to a close. For want of anything else visual to offer, I shall do so with a few photos that I suspect were taken at the start of my wife's first full day in Italy after she had gone there to visit her sister early in June of last year.

My wife had probably just spent her first night there; and upon setting foot outside that first full day, everything must have seemed photo worthy.

Why else the following?

The camera indicates that these photos were taken on June 6, 2018. However, since I now do not know how many hours were at variance with the reality in Italy and what had been correct the last time the camera had been adjusted here in Surrey, B.C., we can only accept that June 6 is a strong approximation.  

I heard a weather report just a short time ago on the radio. It seems that despite the sunny brilliance and heat of the day, some rain will be here beginning tomorrow ─ along with considerably cooler temperatures.

And the trend will be here for at least a couple of days.

It almost seems too difficult to put credence into.