<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578</id><updated>2011-11-14T11:30:17.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunavut Uncensored</title><subtitle type='html'>Everyone has the following fundamental freedoms:
a) freedom of conscience and religion;
b) freedom of thought, belief, opinion and expression, including freedom of the press and other media of communication;
c) freedom of peaceful assembly; and
d) freedom of association.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-6774975835619400209</id><published>2008-04-20T14:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:53:20.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lines of racism and cultural segregation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/SAu7IlMjRuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_qTe3m57QGc/s1600-h/inuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/SAu7IlMjRuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_qTe3m57QGc/s400/inuit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191448751572731618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So let's start off with a bit of honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm white. I have blue eyes, brown hair, and a darker complexion. I'm one of those "black irish" don't-you-know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak french. I speak english. And I moved to the north in the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made many friends... casual and close... since I've moved here. And just about every one of them is white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in an almost all-inuk office. I'm surrounded by Inuktitut. I have adopted some verbal mannerisms (eee, and ela, and taima). I treat my co-workers with the same respect I would "down south" (and vice versa)... but when the clock strikes five, we go our separate ways... rarely, if ever, to see one another until the next morning (save the odd trip to the grocery store).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to "white" gatherings where other inuk men and women have been. I have been to "inuk" parties where I was one of the only southerners there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again. I can say with confidence, I don't actually have any Inuit friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to wonder. At what point does a search for shared experiences become cultural segregation and racism? How much of this is intentional, how much is me not having met "the right people"? How much is a language barrier? How much is the education factor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think of myself as racist. But I'm sure most racists don't. But I sometimes do avoid talking to Inuks in favour of white folks like myself. Now I tell myself that's because I'm scared of offending them because I don't speak their language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask you, dear readers. Is this a subverted form of racism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, in the words of an Avenue Q song .... is it that "we're all a little bit racist, sometimes"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-6774975835619400209?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/6774975835619400209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=6774975835619400209' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/6774975835619400209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/6774975835619400209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/04/lines-of-racism-and-cultural.html' title='Lines of racism and cultural segregation'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/SAu7IlMjRuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_qTe3m57QGc/s72-c/inuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-2210243942031911731</id><published>2008-03-23T14:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:39:15.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rip-off Artists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R-atTFkFw3I/AAAAAAAAACs/zNPgFg4GaTE/s1600-h/ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R-atTFkFw3I/AAAAAAAAACs/zNPgFg4GaTE/s400/ipod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181018964759004018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does anyone else see a problem with this picture?   Yes, it's been photoshopped, but take a look at the price of the ipod Nano from the Northern, and then compare it the price from the Apple online store.  But wait!  It's on sale!  I'm gonna run down there and buy me one of those fancy MP3 players right now... What a freaking rip-off! I don't really understand how they get away with this.  The fact that they would prey upon uneducated, underprivileged people by marking up a product over twice what any other person would pay for it just boggles my mind.  How can the managers of the Northern sleep at night knowing that they are ripping off the people of Nunavut like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-2210243942031911731?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/2210243942031911731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=2210243942031911731' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/2210243942031911731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/2210243942031911731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/03/rip-off-artists.html' title='Rip-off Artists'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R-atTFkFw3I/AAAAAAAAACs/zNPgFg4GaTE/s72-c/ipod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-5525927520444800261</id><published>2008-03-11T22:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:02:49.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Positive Attitudes Change Nunavut?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R9dGgBb03II/AAAAAAAAACk/td9GJN_HPGo/s1600-h/glass_half_empty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R9dGgBb03II/AAAAAAAAACk/td9GJN_HPGo/s400/glass_half_empty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176683812640578690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: 14.4pt; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader M. has submitted a bit of prose for our readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so telling…(but, I may or may not be reflecting about you. You know who you are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ‘know it all’ when you’ve been in up north for two years.  It’s cute, refreshingly adorable when you pat yourself on the back with the proud assumption that you are a full fledged expert on controversial northern issues because your certificate/diploma of ‘authenticity’ is the stub of a First Air or Canadian boarding pass… Wow, let me roll out the red carpet for you to spew out your all encompassing knowledge of Canada’s newest territory and all her problems.&lt;br /&gt;You are like what they call a ‘home wrecker’, well move over because I have stood by too many times while I’ve watched you favor your look alike twins at a lot of services, institutions and the most hurtful is at the hospital, favoring your kin and treating my family and especially my babies lesser to how you would nurture your family pet.&lt;br /&gt;New territory.  It isn’t one to be patronized and belittled.  A new territory; is a mutli-generational construction site one which requires wisdom, patience and enough where-with-all to shut your mouth when you don’t have an answer (but that would be too for some).  Nunavut is a work site where people are willing to pick up the pieces and work with what we’ve got. Sometimes it’s so obvious that it isn’t much, but literally, shut up, deal with it, get over yourself and be constructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not someone I would call an expert because you read a newspaper clipping, hear local coffee shop gossip or you internalize your spouse’s stories from ‘work’.  Really expert; take your narrow minded comments excerpted from a history of haughtiness and put it back on the sealift on which you meticulously planned for a terrible time up in our beautiful, exotic locale and park your butt back in a suburb and strut like you’re ‘all that’ down south, because quite frankly I’m being burdened; quite often to the point of folding and saying, ‘Yeah, you’re right, I’m a f_cking failure.  Thanks for pointing that out.’ (Arrogant prick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, the climate of being under a global microscope to wait to see if we will fly or flop isn’t stressful enough, you add the nuts who strut around in their Patagonia’s, MEC’s, and ‘North Face’ getup who annoy and interfere with the monumental task of a group of people who until very recently lived in the now cutsie igloo’s being guided by the once necessary and now inspiring inuksuk, are mustering up any courage to ‘give it their all’ in their pride and joy, their fledgling Nunavut – a dream which you so smartly deflate.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are satisfied with replacing the difficult environmental elements that the Inuit survived and thrived in with your hostile mind frame that try’s to put her down and defame her God given wonderment and beauty. (F_cken Bully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have been publicly humiliated, demoralized, shamefully disgraced and striped (literally and figuratively) at every turn; try as they might you will always set them up to fail, so get yourself another certificate/diploma and disgrace another land with your high-fa-lut'en negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you let your mouth give you away in public and you see a ‘beneficiary’ or anyone else with some wisdom quietly smiling at you, make a mental note that you do not fool others with your terrible words which you cleverly masquerade as learned, superior with philanthropist rhetoric. (You are as malicious as you are self-destructive.)&lt;br /&gt;Do everyone around you a favor and get a new postal code or, wonder of wonders - you might consider joining the band wagon because although Nunavut is still licking her wounds someday she will fly and some day I hope you may proudly point to your pieces of her success, may Our land (yours and mine) be filled with unity and not dissention.  Make up your mind, put your malicious tongue away and do what you can to make our Nunavut fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-5525927520444800261?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5525927520444800261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=5525927520444800261' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/5525927520444800261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/5525927520444800261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-positive-attitudes-change-nunavut.html' title='Can Positive Attitudes Change Nunavut?'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R9dGgBb03II/AAAAAAAAACk/td9GJN_HPGo/s72-c/glass_half_empty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-7174001914220895552</id><published>2008-02-29T08:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T08:56:18.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A positive post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R8gOj4HjmhI/AAAAAAAAACM/ngfqYNBCxEI/s1600-h/inuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R8gOj4HjmhI/AAAAAAAAACM/ngfqYNBCxEI/s400/inuit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172400181557303826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first positive post about life in Nunavut.  Something I'd like to see more of, and something you won't read in a newspaper.  Thanks for the contribution Anonymous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just saw a screening of "Before Tomorrow", the new film directed by Marie-Hélène Cousineau and Madeline Ivalu of Arnait Video Productions (&lt;a href="http://www.arnaitvideo.ca/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.arnaitvideo.ca/&lt;/a&gt;) - a women's video collective that has been putting together film productions since the early 1990's in the unique style of Inuit narrative. The film was written by the directors and Susan Avingaq.The film was co-produced with Isuma (Zach Kunuk and Norman Cohn, &lt;a href="http://www.isuma.ca/" target="_blank"&gt;www.isuma.ca&lt;/a&gt;), and uses Igloolik and Nunavik based actors. I have a feeling the film will open (somewhere down south) to rave reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film was beautiful. The actors Madeliene Ivalu and her grandson-in-real-life and in the film, Paul Dylan, played the moving lead characters. In the film, Paul Dylan convincingly plays a mature and 'able' and focused young boy - but around town he is any one of the loony kids runnin' around. The film was funny at parts and immensly sad. Scenery and cinematography, spectacular. The screen play was adapted from a Danish novel. This is one aspect that I found so remarkable. Marie-Hélène read the book in some language (French or English?), which was translated from Danish, wrote a screenplay in English/Inuktitut with writers Ivalu and Susan Avingaq. Although the style of the films is somewhat improvisational (not directly reading from scripts) - the writing-collaboration between directors and writers who don't speak the same language is fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This women's collective and their latest product, and first feature film, is a shining example of collaboration between the Inuit and 'southerners' - through art (as are the products of Isuma). So it is possible for there to be a positive product made from the intercept of two cultures. The middle between black and white need not be mediocre and gray, but a rainbow - more than the sum of the parts. The rich and unique history and art of the Inuit, combined with the art and the technology of the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-7174001914220895552?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7174001914220895552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=7174001914220895552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/7174001914220895552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/7174001914220895552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/02/positive-post.html' title='A positive post'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R8gOj4HjmhI/AAAAAAAAACM/ngfqYNBCxEI/s72-c/inuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-1003405932800098780</id><published>2008-02-26T11:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:44:32.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Inuit beneficiaries: Are they real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R8RBOVpaNNI/AAAAAAAAACE/BBk1AwSMMQw/s1600-h/real.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R8RBOVpaNNI/AAAAAAAAACE/BBk1AwSMMQw/s400/real.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171329986712974546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the comments section (link &lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;amp;postID=5082985712686012220" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.blogger.com&lt;wbr&gt;/comment.g?blogID=380422919139&lt;wbr&gt;8393578&amp;amp;postID=508298571268601&lt;wbr&gt;2220&lt;/a&gt;) of a previous article, commenter "kotn" stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"There are long time northern residents who were named beneficiaries when NTI and Nunavut were formed. Each community got to decide how long you had to live there to qualify. Saying "in order to be a "beneficiary" you need to be of a certain race" isn't true."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done some research on this since reading that, and I can't dig up anything on this, not even in a theoretical or policy sense. I meet a lot of people, from all walks of life, from many different communities, and would be aware of their beneficiary status. I have never come across a non-Inuit beneficiary, and I've been around a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I am very skeptical that this alleged group exists. If any do, these individuals would be very rare indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I turn it over to the readership, some of whom are reporters: Have you ever heard of a specific non-Inuit beneficiary? Not the concept that they could theoretically exist, I mean, do you actually, really know of any? Or, if you know where the policy or legislation on this matter is, point us towards it to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give us names, but give us a vague idea of the individual's history in the north, the region they're in, and why they were given beneficiary status.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-1003405932800098780?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/1003405932800098780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=1003405932800098780' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/1003405932800098780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/1003405932800098780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/02/non-inuit-beneficiaries-are-they-real.html' title='Non-Inuit beneficiaries: Are they real?'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R8RBOVpaNNI/AAAAAAAAACE/BBk1AwSMMQw/s72-c/real.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-7902963517941290824</id><published>2008-02-21T08:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T08:13:52.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear, loathing, and the right to be here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R714-1paNMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gQtz_yh5aV4/s1600-h/fear-4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R714-1paNMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gQtz_yh5aV4/s400/fear-4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169420968239183042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The recent xenophobic and personal attacks in the comments of the last post (A call for new posts) illustrate the need for Nunavut Uncensored. A commenter posted a pretty moderate and balanced comment only to be personally attacked. This is why bloggers around Nunavut were looking for an outlet out fear of reprisal and/or job dismissal for freedom of speech. Thank you Arctic Agent for giving us the outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xenophobia has ultimately not been productive in history, and it is likely similarly not going to be productive here in Nunavut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this brings up an important issue that many people that come to Nunavut have to deal with - the ethical right to be working here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my work (at the GN), I am often attacked in a similar way in the comments to the last post. I am asked, why am I telling Inuit about what they already know better? Who am I, an outsider, to tell them what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple answer is, because it is my job. I've been hired by the Government of Nunavut as a qualified professional. The Government of Nunavut is an Inuit Government born from the NLCA. This land-claim government had decided their policy and sought to hire someone with qualifications to enact that policy. This Inuit land-claim Government wrote the qualifications for the job, and decided, through a job competition process that is skewed towards hiring Inuit, not to hire an Inuk. Likely because no Inuk applied who met the qualifications of this Inuit Government. So they hired me, someone from the south (but I don't have a big belly or bushy eyebrows). And then I get attacked for "telling Inuit - who know better - what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... this Inuit land-claim government hires southerners to work for them, but there is open hostility from within the communities. It appears that the community either doesn't understand democracy, or their MLA's aren't simply working for them. Or rather, because this Inuit land-claim government has obligations beyond the communities (in addition to the communities), i.e., to other territorial/provincial governments, the federal government, and in some cases to international governments, they need to hire 'professionals' with 'credentials'. I've heard this be called 'credentialism'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Inuit don't want southerners telling them what to do ... then simply don't hire us. Go to your newspapers, blogs, MLA (not to HR at GN, who will just give you government lip service) and say : Don't hire southerners to do these jobs. Please hire Inuit, we can do better. And show them that you can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask your Inuit landclaim government why it is not hiring Inuit. Don't attack the people who have been hired. These people who are doing their best to serve this government, while it gets on its feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one will love to see the day when there is an Inuk in my job. Despite the fact that I feel that I do a great job, because of my white face, the people will always interpret my decisions with suspicion and even perhaps hostility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts? What does 'qualified' mean? Can a southerner ever have legitimacy in a race-based government? Can this government be accountable to the Inuit, at the same time by meeting international standards of policy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-7902963517941290824?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7902963517941290824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=7902963517941290824' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/7902963517941290824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/7902963517941290824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/02/fear-loathing-and-right-to-be-here.html' title='Fear, loathing, and the right to be here...'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R714-1paNMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gQtz_yh5aV4/s72-c/fear-4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-8792113001805893605</id><published>2008-02-16T09:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T10:03:59.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call For Posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R7b48VpaNKI/AAAAAAAAABs/gLyhGkpFhXc/s1600-h/Various_Fence_Posts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R7b48VpaNKI/AAAAAAAAABs/gLyhGkpFhXc/s400/Various_Fence_Posts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167591337940890786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen of Nunavut... The Agent needs your help.  In order for this blog to stay alive we need submissions from our readers.   This blog was designed as a venue for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all of us&lt;/span&gt; to post our take on life around Nunavut without the fear of reprisal.  There have been some really great debates in the comments, and lets keep it up.  The trouble is, I live in one small community,  and observe only a fraction of what really goes on.  In order for this blog to work, we need your help.  So how 'bout sending some sweet type written love this away... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:arcticagent@gmail.com"&gt;arcticagent@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - A.A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-8792113001805893605?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/8792113001805893605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=8792113001805893605' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/8792113001805893605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/8792113001805893605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/02/call-for-posts.html' title='A Call For Posts'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R7b48VpaNKI/AAAAAAAAABs/gLyhGkpFhXc/s72-c/Various_Fence_Posts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-2057624334723140402</id><published>2008-01-27T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:23:44.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we safe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R5yt9ptHCEI/AAAAAAAAABk/Q8uAK9HZwlM/s1600-h/death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R5yt9ptHCEI/AAAAAAAAABk/Q8uAK9HZwlM/s400/death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160190547738429506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Threaten"&gt;Rumors abound in our community that the RCMP have ignored death threats given to our high school principal by a local teen.  What isn't rumor is that our principal has had a tough year (as I'm sure many do), but is still fighting the good fight, and we commend him for his efforts.   But his professional and personal hardships aside, what is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teeny&lt;/span&gt; bit more serious are these threats on his life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We in the community have heard through the rumor mill that the local RCMP officers have dismissed these threats as "benign" after confronting the individual and giving him a stern warning and informing him of the "gravity of the situation".  Personally, this is insulting.  Why isn't he under arrest and in jail?  He's broken the law!  Twice now actually because the threats have continued.  We shouldn't have to wait and see if he decides to act on those threats!  By that time it's too late!  According to a google search, here is the laymans legal definition for death threats:     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Threaten death or bodily harm&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="content"&gt;Under the Criminal Code, it is an offence to knowingly utter or  convey a threat to cause death or bodily harm to any person. It is also an offence to  threaten to burn, destroy or damage property or threaten to kill, poison or injure  an animal or bird that belongs to a person. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" name="Penalties"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Penalties&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="content"&gt;The offence of utter death threat may be prosecuted by summary  conviction or by indictment. If prosecuted by indictment, the accused person is entitled to elect  trial by jury and upon conviction is liable to up to five years jail. In most cases,  however, the offence is prosecuted by summary conviction, requiring a trial before a lower  court justice. In this case, the maximum penalty is 18 months imprisonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems pretty obvious that this young man should be in custody and awaiting a trial.  But that's not the point of this post.  The question I'm asking is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; why?&lt;/span&gt;  Why aren't the RCMP doing their job?  Is it because they are young, inexperienced officers that are afraid to take on Inuit-White violence?  Is it because they are understaffed and overworked and don't have the time and resources to deal with an apparently "minor" offense?  Or is it because these things happen all the time in larger cities and they just go unnoticed?  Personally I would be really scared if someone were threatening my life, and I would hope the RCMP would take these threats seriously.  It certainly doesn't seem all that unreal of a possibility that these threats would be affirmed, given the drunkeness, and history of crime in these small communities.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one hope that our principal gets on a plane, gives Nunavut the finger as he's boarding his $1500 flight home (First thief of the north), and contacts every newspaper, blog, and RCMP head office he can to inform them about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-2057624334723140402?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/2057624334723140402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=2057624334723140402' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/2057624334723140402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/2057624334723140402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-we-safe.html' title='Are we safe?'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R5yt9ptHCEI/AAAAAAAAABk/Q8uAK9HZwlM/s72-c/death.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-6252570713355284698</id><published>2008-01-07T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:20:58.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Nunavut, now go home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R4KWOu8p8bI/AAAAAAAAABc/oRrlk_prDRg/s1600-h/jail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R4KWOu8p8bI/AAAAAAAAABc/oRrlk_prDRg/s400/jail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152846103530041778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile back, we got into some trouble over what we had written on our blog. In a meeting with our superior we were told that we are visitors here and that we should behave as such. After the adrenaline wore off from the meeting, it hit me. Visitors? Visitors!? I couldn’t believe what I had heard. Did he really say that? A glance at my notes confirmed it.  I know that we live amongst people of another culture and that qallunaat are the minority in the north. But are we not still in Canada? I was born and raised in Canada. I am Canadian. Nunavut is in Canada, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;What the dilly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Almost 3 years ago I saw a job opening. I applied for the job. I got the job. I moved. I work, live, pay taxes, and vote in Nunavut. I left my life in the south to live here. To LIVE here. And it doesn’t matter how long I live here. One year, 5 years, 10 years – as long as I live here I am not a visitor. I know we won’t live here forever. This might be our last year, I don’t know. But that shouldn’t matter. If I moved to Alberta for 3 years would I be a visitor there? Would I have to watch what I say so as not to upset the Albertans? When Inuit move to Ottawa are they visitors? No way! So WHY am I a visitor &lt;i&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Since that meeting, other things have irritated me.  One of them being when someone asks “Are you going home for Christmas?” I’m guilty of it too, don’t get me wrong, and I kick myself every time I make that error. The other thing that bugs me is when kids ask me where I live. I point to the house and they say “No, I mean where do you &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; live?” The fact that the kids also see us as transients hits me. I can, however, understand it coming from them. They have seen so many qallunaat come and go, after all. But from an adult? It didn’t hurt; it made me angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span&gt;So I genuinely want to know. Can someone explain this to me, please? Is it because we live in a territory protected by a land claim agreement and since I’m not a beneficiary of that agreement, that makes me a visitor? I guess I could &lt;i&gt;sort&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; of see that explanation. But if I am called a visitor just to protect the sensitivities of NLCA beneficiaries so they don’t think this land is anything less than theirs… is there any question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- J.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-6252570713355284698?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/6252570713355284698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=6252570713355284698' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/6252570713355284698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/6252570713355284698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-to-nunavut-now-go-home.html' title='Welcome to Nunavut, now go home!'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R4KWOu8p8bI/AAAAAAAAABc/oRrlk_prDRg/s72-c/jail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-6322898910231459387</id><published>2008-01-03T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T15:39:48.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we guests or inmates?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R31HvO8p8aI/AAAAAAAAABU/FgoNGdsMIZs/s1600-h/mates.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R31HvO8p8aI/AAAAAAAAABU/FgoNGdsMIZs/s400/mates.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151352425573642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time-honoured tradition in Nunavut that I'm ready to see the last of.  That tradition is the doubling-up of strangers in hotel rooms and B&amp;amp;B's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the misfortune of being booked into a B&amp;amp;B for a few days in one of the communities last fall. It was either that or the hotel, so I asked the travel agent to make sure that I would NOT be sharing a room, and to choose for me accordingly.  I was also quite willing to not travel if I would not be guaranteed a private room for the duration of my stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agent checked and said the B&amp;amp;B would guarantee me a private room.  So, optimistically, but still doubtful since I'm not new to travel in the north, I had them make the booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can hear the squeals of laughter of the Arctic Agent readers from here.  You guessed it.  As soon as I arrived, I was told that the person previously in the room had decided to extend their stay, so I'd be sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am put on the spot, as we are all put on the spot.  "It's the way of the north".  "It's winter in the Arctic, what do you do?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've had enough of it, so I made the difficult decision to be a bitch.  I knew there were other rooms available in town (more expensive), and I had the earlier booking, so I refused to share.  It was so hard!  The pressure should not have been on me.  The person I was kicking out was not happy, although they did not blame me (I don't think!). If I had been the displaced person, I would have forced the B&amp;amp;B owner to make up the difference of having to switch to a different room after having changed my travel plans on the condition that I could extend my stay, but that was not my decision to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just so wrong.  It's bad enough expecting strangers to share rooms, but to do it to someone after they had gotten a guarantee of a private room is just unethical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took an informal poll in the days following, and I was shocked at how many endorse the sharing of rooms.  Everyone has been convinced that there is no other way to do it, that you can't throw people out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am here today to call bullshit on that notion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it.  There are no unplanned arrivals to the communities in Nunavut.  You book in advance (unless you're stupid, but face it, the travelers in the north are either well-heeled tourists or transient workers.  We're not stupid, we make plans, we can't drive into town on a whim).  If your plane arrives, the weather is OK, so the person scheduled to vacate your room is generally not stranded, unable to leave the community (Arctic Bay is an exception due to wierd flight schedules, and I should mention that the B&amp;amp;B there is wonderful, I've stayed there too and it wasn't that one!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason people are doubled up are because we put up with it.  We're nice.  We don't want to be labeled as snobby or demanding southerners, or "culturally insensitive" at these "misunderstandings" (definitely not a misunderstanding in my case, although that card was played), so we suck up the "tradition" of sharing, due to the "shortage" of rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what causes the shortage of rooms?  Well, I run a small business, and it's a no brainer.  If you can sell the same product twice, at double the profit, and the customer bears the inconvenience and not the business, it starts looking pretty darn lucrative, doesn't it?  Further, not only do the inconvenienced customers not complain, everyone just says it's the way of the north.  Heck, the hotel operator is practically a hero for offering this unique cultural experience, and the pushovers- oops, I mean guests- are left to dine out on the tales of roughing it in the north.  Hardly a big incentive to expand rooms when you can double the profits on the ones   you've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a tourist looking for a unique experience though.  It's not 1957 any more, and I've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have the solution.  If rooms have to be shared due to lack of space due to "emergencies", pass a law that the guests are each charged half rate in that situation.  That way at least they get a financial break for having had to sleep with (or worse, not sleep at all) the snoring stranger with the questionable hygiene who might be out on parole for all they know.  The hotel operator loses nothing, their room is still rented.  And you know what?  If the hotel or B&amp;amp;B operator is denied the double income, I think the number of rooms will suddenly increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, room rates in the north cost are higher than the south, for far fewer of the amenities.  Sure, it's expensive to build in the north, but the room prices reflect that, and they don't need to put in the conference rooms, the pools, or the parking lots to attract guests, so it does work out.  The demand is there, otherwise, what is that stranger doing in my room?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop trading my sleep and privacy for your profits!  The innkeepers of the north are not going to do anything unless we stop being such good sports about being treated so deplorably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- F.St&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-6322898910231459387?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/6322898910231459387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=6322898910231459387' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/6322898910231459387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/6322898910231459387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-we-guests-or-inmates.html' title='Are we guests or inmates?'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R31HvO8p8aI/AAAAAAAAABU/FgoNGdsMIZs/s72-c/mates.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-5082985712686012220</id><published>2007-12-28T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:29:44.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Racism at it's finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R3Uk5-8p8ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/qxpGlrmlBVk/s1600-h/IMG_2947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149062327536578962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R3Uk5-8p8ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/qxpGlrmlBVk/s400/IMG_2947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so you like taking pictures? A lot of us northern bloggers do, and some of us are quite good at it. But are you good enough for NTI's photo contest? Well, the first question you have to ask is what color is your skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you define a "beneficiary"? I'm not sure, but the simple answer is "an inuk". But what about the other people who live in Nunavut? Like the southerners who came to Nunavut decades ago and have lived here ever since, or the southern children who were born and raised in Nunavut? To call them anything but Nunavummiut would be wrong. So how do they differ from the Inuk 3 doors down? The answer: their skin color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing blatant racism like this is a remider just how backwards it can be up here. How is this not illegal? How can NTI get away with this? If any corporation down south refused a service to someone based solely on their skin color, there would be outrage, lawsuits, firings, etc. So why is Nunavut different? I'm asking these questions because I don't know the answer. Is it just a matter of time before the minorities rise up and file a class action lawsuit against NTI and Nunavut for this kind of stuff?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-5082985712686012220?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5082985712686012220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=5082985712686012220' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/5082985712686012220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/5082985712686012220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/12/racism-at-its-finest.html' title='Racism at it&apos;s finest'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R3Uk5-8p8ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/qxpGlrmlBVk/s72-c/IMG_2947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-2973355733890128310</id><published>2007-12-21T09:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:36:30.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sad State of Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2vPN-8p8YI/AAAAAAAAABE/2YSo4R8N2Aw/s1600-h/classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2vPN-8p8YI/AAAAAAAAABE/2YSo4R8N2Aw/s400/classroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146434838343577986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no real secret that Nunavut's education system&lt;br /&gt;lags way behind other jurisdictions in Canada.  While&lt;br /&gt;75% of students in the rest of Canada graduate, in&lt;br /&gt;Nunavut this number is closer to 25%.  YES 25%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you would think that one of the ways the GN would&lt;br /&gt;address this would be to ensure that all classrooms in&lt;br /&gt;Nunavut are staffed with qualified teachers.  However,&lt;br /&gt;this is definitely not the case here.  The GN puts&lt;br /&gt;Inuit teachers into classes in the interest of raising&lt;br /&gt;the number of Inuit in the education system.  Sadly,&lt;br /&gt;it does this at the expense of ensuring they have a&lt;br /&gt;B.Ed.  I've even taught in one school where the&lt;br /&gt;Kindergarten teacher only had a grade 8 education!  Is&lt;br /&gt;this any way to raise academic levels or improve upon&lt;br /&gt;our sorry graduation rate?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading and writing skills are actually worse now then&lt;br /&gt;they were 20-30 years ago under the residential school&lt;br /&gt;system.  Yes, for the first time we have a generation&lt;br /&gt;of students that are more poorly educated than their&lt;br /&gt;parents' generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Department of Education likes to trumpet that any&lt;br /&gt;teacher in Nunavut is qualified to teach any grade&lt;br /&gt;from K to 12.  This is nonsense.  I have 3&lt;br /&gt;undergraduate degrees from an Ontario university but I&lt;br /&gt;am most definitely not qualified to teach say high&lt;br /&gt;school math or science because I do not have a math or&lt;br /&gt;science degree.  However, according to the powers that&lt;br /&gt;be, I or any teacher is qualified to teach these&lt;br /&gt;courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I understand it, the new Education Act sets a&lt;br /&gt;deadline by which time  teachers lacking a B.Ed. must&lt;br /&gt;finish course work so that they will be fully&lt;br /&gt;qualified.  This is all well and good I suppose for&lt;br /&gt;future students but I fail to see how this helps&lt;br /&gt;students that are  currently in the system.  Would you&lt;br /&gt;or anyone go visit a doctor, lawyer, surgeon etc. that&lt;br /&gt;is not fully qualified?  Obviously not, but Nunavut's&lt;br /&gt;Dept. of Ed. apparently has no problem with kids being&lt;br /&gt;taught by unqualified teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a majority of schools, K-6 classes are taught by&lt;br /&gt;local teachers while upper grades (with the exception&lt;br /&gt;of Inuktitut for the most part) have southern&lt;br /&gt;teachers.  The system simply is not producing enough&lt;br /&gt;qualified Inuk teachers to take on the higher grades.&lt;br /&gt;The Education Minister may say that any graduate of&lt;br /&gt;the NTEP Program (Northern Teacher Education Program)&lt;br /&gt;is qualified to teach up to high school, but the&lt;br /&gt;reality is that the few teachers this program turn out&lt;br /&gt;teacher only at the primary level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easiest way for the GN to fix the problem with&lt;br /&gt;qualified teachers would be to ensure all teachers&lt;br /&gt;have a B.Ed. NOW, not within 4,5 or 10 years from now.&lt;br /&gt;However, this is not going to happen.  It must&lt;br /&gt;instead follow a Land Claim Agreement that ensures&lt;br /&gt;people are given employment no matter how unqualified&lt;br /&gt;they may be.  Given that it's taken 9 years and we&lt;br /&gt;still do not have an Education Act, one can only guess&lt;br /&gt;at how long it will take to address this nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GN points out that language of instruction is a&lt;br /&gt;big issue and rightly so.  Students must become&lt;br /&gt;proficient in both Inuktitut and English in order to&lt;br /&gt;succeed in the future.  However, if classes do not&lt;br /&gt;have qualified professionals than it matter little&lt;br /&gt;what language students are being taught in.  It could&lt;br /&gt;be French, Chinese, Russian or Swahili.  It matters&lt;br /&gt;not.  When you put teachers in your classrooms that&lt;br /&gt;are themselves uneducated, you are only inviting&lt;br /&gt;failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries though, its all good.  A fully bilingual&lt;br /&gt;curriculum will eventually be in place in Nunavut&lt;br /&gt;by......2019.....YES 2019!! (Just in time for my&lt;br /&gt;retirement - provided I haven't left here sooner out&lt;br /&gt;of sheer frustration.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed&lt;br /&gt;disgruntled teacher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-2973355733890128310?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/2973355733890128310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=2973355733890128310' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/2973355733890128310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/2973355733890128310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/12/sad-state-of-education.html' title='The Sad State of Education'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2vPN-8p8YI/AAAAAAAAABE/2YSo4R8N2Aw/s72-c/classroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-1573471718535095491</id><published>2007-12-15T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T17:40:58.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise of the Nazis?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2RSSe8p8XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xlaKqGMpgh4/s1600-h/flag+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2RSSe8p8XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xlaKqGMpgh4/s400/flag+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144327151862542706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to L.W. for this one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is in response to this Nunatsiaq news &lt;a href="http://www.nunatsiaq.com/opinionEditorial/letters.html"&gt;letter to the editor.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nunatsiaq.com/opinionEditorial/letters.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Every once in a while we see a very telling Letter to the Editor in Nunatsiaq News. A good example of this is a letter written by Lootie Apak Kooneeliusie and published in that paper just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, someone shit in Lootie's Corn Flakes and he suspects it was one of us "white Nazis".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad that Nunatsiaq News chooses to publish these racist rants whenever one of them comes across the editor’s desk, which I suspect happens quite frequently. It’s a good reminder to all of us that racism is not the exclusive domain of any one group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s interesting to speculate on the background of this idiot. Does he work for the GN? That wouldn’t surprise me! If he does work for the GN, will his supervisor come down hard on him the way some of us "visitors" have been kicked around. I doubt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to think an imbecile like this would never be hired by any responsible employer.  I wonder what type of man Lootie really is?  Considering that he likes to run his mouth, yet probably would never consider living off the generousity of the Canadian tax-payer that he so reviles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up Lootie - you’re giving us all a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-1573471718535095491?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/1573471718535095491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=1573471718535095491' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/1573471718535095491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/1573471718535095491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/12/rise-of-nazis.html' title='Rise of the Nazis?'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2RSSe8p8XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xlaKqGMpgh4/s72-c/flag+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-8119077368254916727</id><published>2007-12-14T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:19:32.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A landfill as our landscape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2LyNe8p8WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oCH5fNpUQtg/s1600-h/landfill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2LyNe8p8WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oCH5fNpUQtg/s400/landfill.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143940037870219618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to J.M. for this one.  Keep them coming.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm looking for a little help in writing or staging a bit of a protest regarding some of Nunavut's municipal dumps, their solid waste management plans (specifically the lack of following these plans), the lack of fencing around many dump sites and the ensuing mess of garbage that ends up on the land and ice - and consequently, in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concern is with the blowing garbage that is polluting our landscape. It seems like such a simple problem with such a simple solution - enclose the dump with a tall fence, just as many solid waste facilities do in other parts of the world. It's not going to keep all of the garbage in but it will keep 99% of what would've ended up on the land or ocean in the dump, where it should be. Many communities already have fence enclosures, but many do not. I'm not exactly sure why - but lack of caring, enthusiasm and motivation at senior levels in the hamlets would be my first guess. Their first rebut would be lack of money... but that's horse shit. In my home community the hamlet actually pays volunteers - yup that's what I said - pays volunteers to clean up garbage in and around the community. The paid volunteer thing, an absolute epidemic, is another topic for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm starting to flush with calm anger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend in Pond Inlet who has approached the hamlet in regards to their waste management practices. According to my friend the hamlet has a fairly comprehensive plan, but does not follow it. Not even close. Instead the hamlet, like many others, burns their garbage. Much of the time the smoke blows right through town creating a human safety issue&lt;a href="http://www.nunatsiaq.com/opinionEditorial/opinions.html"&gt; (see a September 21, 2007 letter to Nunatsiaq News titled 'Health survey should measure toxins').&lt;/a&gt; The burning of garbage, this time, is not my beef.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A similarity that occurs across the entirety of Nunavut is that community members can quickly get up in arms about an issue when they feel threatened by a 'southern' entity or action. However, the same issue right here at home is ignored. This territorial government (and some residents) seems to have an affinity for pointing fingers to the demons of the south (or southerners in the north) - the apparent cause of all things negative in the north. See &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/north/story/2007/10/25/nu-navy.html"&gt;http://www.cbc.ca/canada/north/story/2007/10/25/nu-navy.htm&lt;/a&gt;l. Our ex-Environment Minister scolds the federal government for wanting to adopt an open sea waste dumping policy and called on Hon. John Baird, federal Minister of Environment, to take a stronger stance on preventing pollution in northern waters. Yet here at home in many Nunavut hamlets we can't even get fences to curtail our own ocean dumping. It's all lip service. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find a way to get fencing around our community dump, but I'm not a protester. I hate conflict. I'm a follower, not a leader. But this shit drives me to punches - and I'm feeling punchy today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-8119077368254916727?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/8119077368254916727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=8119077368254916727' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/8119077368254916727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/8119077368254916727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/12/landfill-as-our-landscape.html' title='A landfill as our landscape'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2LyNe8p8WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oCH5fNpUQtg/s72-c/landfill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-282842431781431763</id><published>2007-12-14T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T08:42:00.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Thief of the North</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanks to S.A. for the post.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2J6U-8p8SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VbLiev3gnGQ/s1600-h/first-air.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2J6U-8p8SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VbLiev3gnGQ/s400/first-air.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143808225323905314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I hate First Air.  Period. &lt;div&gt;I do, however, believe in karma, and I'm convinced their day of reckoning will come.  A day when I can bask in the glory of First Air's demise.... I can only wait.  &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;If you are unfamiliar with First Air, they are the air carrier that operates flights to Nunavut.  Why do I hate first air? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are a monopoly.  Some may argue that "you can fly Kenn Borek" but let's be realistic -- I could also ski doo from Iqaluit to Pang (which I'm sure someone has done) but First Air is the only sensible way to travel quickly around the north.     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They have contracts to deliver mail, food, cargo, personal effects (when moving) and food mail, yet still think its ethical to charge people an arm and a leg for airfare.  A roundtrip ticket from Ottawa to Pond Inlet goes for $3400 wow! what a deal! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have you seen their cargo rates?  They &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;start at&lt;/span&gt; $33/kg and increase from there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Luckily they participate in Aeroplan, yet in all their stinginess, only allow two seats per flight for Aeroplan ticket holders.  This is in comparison to Air Canada who offer every available seat for Aeroplan rewards members.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list goes on, but this latest issue makes my blood boil.  I'm attempting to fly home from from a nice holiday overseas.  I was able to fly from North America to another continent for $900 round trip.  Pretty cheap considering the costs of a First Air ticket, not to mention I'm flying 12,500 clicks.  This is in comparison to a 2500 km trip from Ottawa to Nunavut.  That's five times as far for 1/3 the price.   Makes perfect sense right?!?  But, I digress... this issue at hand concerns the weather.  One thing I will give to First Air is that they can fly and land in some sketchy weather.  Nothing compared to what I've seen Kenn Borek pilots do, but these guys aren't bad. On the other hand, planes and pilots in the south run into the corner and cry the minute any ice starts falling from the sky.  My flight from NYC to Ottawa was cancelled do to weather.  "Great", I thought, "now what happens to my Aeroplan ticket".  This meant that I wouldn't be able to make my connecting flight out of Ottawa on the next day.  So in a frantic few hours of web searching and phone calls, I come to the stark realization that First Air doesn't care that my plane was cancelled do to weather issues, and won't reissue my rewards ticket for later in the week.  All because "there's no availability"  No availability my ass!  There are so many open seats on that plane you could fill it with a dozen walrus and still have room.  Merry Christmas, here's your $2500 bill to get home.  Thanks First Air, Thank you for being understanding and going out of your way for customer service this holiday season.  Thanks for understanding, and Merry Christmas.   Fuckers....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-282842431781431763?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/282842431781431763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=282842431781431763' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/282842431781431763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/282842431781431763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-thief-of-north.html' title='First Thief of the North'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2J6U-8p8SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VbLiev3gnGQ/s72-c/first-air.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804229191398393578.post-1382349823350828458</id><published>2007-12-13T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:40:24.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of Something New....</title><content type='html'>I created this blog for my fellow Nunavummiut.  It's a venue for us to express our thoughts, emotions, and comments about life in Canada's arctic in a way that is not censored by the powers that be.  It is meant to be part exposé and part journalism, part humor and part informative with the ultimate goal of showing the world the good, the bad, and the ugly of life across Nunavut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's first remind our readers that Canada is a modern country, with modern rights and freedoms for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Nunavut may seem like another planet (both literally and figuratively) it nonetheless is part of Canada and extends these rights to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; it's residents.  I've chosen to highlight a select portion of the &lt;a href="http://laws.justice.gc.ca/en/charter/"&gt;Charter Bill of Rights and Freedoms&lt;/a&gt; below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the following fundamental freedoms:&lt;br /&gt;a) freedom of conscience and religion;&lt;br /&gt;b) freedom of thought, belief, opinion and expression, including freedom of the press and other media of communication;&lt;br /&gt;c) freedom of peaceful assembly; and&lt;br /&gt;d) freedom of association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every citizen of Canada has the right to enter, remain in and leave Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Rights to move and gain livelihood    &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every citizen of Canada and every person who has the status of a permanent resident of Canada has the right&lt;br /&gt;a) to move to and take up residence in any province; and&lt;br /&gt;b) to pursue the gaining of a livelihood in any province.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that being said, I encourage my readers to send me links and ideas for posts.  I'm thoroughly fed up with other writers being silenced by threats from employers or other community members.  The concept of this blog is not intrinsically negative, and I'll try to collect positive stories about Nunavut as well.  I will do my best to report on factual happenings, and keep the gossip and rhetoric to a minimum. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Arctic Agent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3804229191398393578-1382349823350828458?l=nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/1382349823350828458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3804229191398393578&amp;postID=1382349823350828458' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/1382349823350828458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3804229191398393578/posts/default/1382349823350828458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunavutuncensored.blogspot.com/2007/12/start-of-something-new.html' title='The Start of Something New....'/><author><name>Arctic Agent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448037192894340000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XWk6xrWd6Eo/R2Lh4e8p8VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5ht0kA3kV-o/S220/agent1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
