I often many times regret leaving the powder of Whistler’s snowy mountains for the powder-keg of life in Israel/Palestine back in 2014. But to see and experience first-hand how oppression and the fuel of weapons keeps pouring onto this powder-keg I am not surprised but deeply saddened.
That it has finally blown up with bloodshed that knows no borders is tragic. It would feel good to retreat to the backcountry and escape into complacency. But being shocked out of complacency by the ravages of militarism, inequality, climate change, and extremism, is what I needed, and I wish for all others.
Keep Whistler helping to build playgrounds where the rights and freedoms for all can be played out.
