HOW CAN WE CALL OURSELVES HUMAN WHILE THOUSANDS OF CHILDREN SUFFER ?

 

 

 

Angelina Jolie, the Oscar winning actress and UNHCR Goodwill Ambassador, holds a mentally disturbed boy, as he is tied with a rope in a camp in Oure Cassoni, Chad, 2007. Angelina Jolie met the 7 year-old boy while spending two days visiting Oure Cassoni, a refugee camp close to the Sudan border. Almost 27,000 refugees lives there and it was opened in 2004.

 

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SERENDIPITY ? THE BOOK OF RUTH AND MICHAEL FRANK - ANOTHER SET OF COINCIDENCES

 

 

 

 

April 11, 2012

 

I met my friend Ruth about five years ago when a group of good citizens that I dubbed the NDG Splinters - a group of men and women and children - struggled without success to try to save the Fraser-Hickson Library in Montreal from extinction by borough mayor, Michael Applebaum, and Nicholas Hoare of the library's board of directors.

 

Ruth is a true friend who helps people. She is there for you when you need her. No matter how busy she is, she comes forward in times of trouble.

 

Ruth is also a devoted advocate fighting to save the lives of animals - ferral cats and kittens in particular. She gives her heart and time and energy to helping preserve their lives and their quality of life against a cold system that often treats animals as if they were rocks - without feelings. 

 

Dogs, cats and kittens are gassed by the thousands all the time in Canada, and few seem to care enough to stop the carnage. This butchery is legal in our so-called "democracy." Selfishness is the hallmark of western society today. "What's in it for me?"

 

This week, I arranged to have Ruth give me a lift home from a hospital appointment. Before leaving home I found that the battery in my wrist watch had died. Some timing ! A bit unsettling.

 

From what I knew of the plans for my treatment, I would probably be ready to leave the hospital between 11:00 AM and 12:00 Noon. As it turned out, the procedure took longer - a detour of time - and I called Ruth and advised her to go ahead with her earlier plans to go skating at 1:00 PM and I would take a taxi home.

 

But Ruth was intent on helping me. She would go skating at 1:00 PM, if I insisted, but could she pick me up at 3:00 PM ?

 

I had only slept a half hour the night before, but I wanted to see Ruth. So I dozed in the lobby while I waited for her to pick me up.

 

At exactly five minutes to 3:00, I wheeled my chair outside to meet Ruth at the curb.

 

I waited about ten minutes. Then the wind suddenly picked up and I started to feel chilled. I decided to turn back and wait inside.

 

Just then, Ruth came rushing out of the hospital. She had spotted me from the lobby entrance. 

 

Ruth had arrived at exactly five minutes to 3:00, but she did not see me at the curb. We crossed paths at the precise same time and missed each other. Ruth had gone inside and had security trying to locate me. Another detour of time.  

 

Instead of going straight home, I asked Ruth to choose a restaurant so we could share a nice meal and catch up on old times. One more time and place detour. We enjoyed an exotic Thai mid-day meal and sat and talked for a couple of hours.

 

Since I can't walk well enough to go shopping, I asked Ruth if she would take my wrist watch to a jeweller to have a new battery put in. She had done that task for me once before. So I handed Ruth my wrist watch across the table, as we continued our conversation.

 

Finally we had to leave the restaurant and get back to our respective responsibilities. As we drove, Ruth pointed out the jeweller's shop and asked if we might delay going home for a few minutes and just drop off the watch. I was too tired.

 

So we continued very briefly toward my place when we suddenly spotted a young man with a very lush beard standing at the corner bus stop. At his feet were two pet carriers - full of cats and kittens.

 

Horns blasted as Ruth held her brakes when the traffic light turned green. 

 

"Open my window ", I said. She did.

 

"What do you want to do?", I asked Ruth.

 

The horns again.

 

I shouted out the window, "Mister! We are looking at your cats."

 

Ruth pulled to the curb and let the honkers pass.

 

The man stepped toward Ruth's car.

 

"Can we give you and your cats a lift?, Ruth asked.

 

And that was how Ruth and I met Michael Frank.

 

Stay tuned to this blog for the next episode of SERENDIPITY AND THE CATS.

 

These strange "coincidences" bode well, I think, as Michael Frank, Cat-Lover, is also a videographer. We might have a documentary movie here if things come together.

 

If any of these delays had not occurred - if we had not decided to have lunch together - if we had stopped for even a few moments at the jeweller's shop - we would never have met Michael Frank and planted this small seed of great possibilities. How many lives might we save if it works out well ? How these two cat lovers came together is quite amazing.

 

I often wonder about "Who" might be creating these "coincidences" that occur so often in my life. My faith is tinier than the proverbial mustard seed, but it seems to me that when these "coinicidences" happen, there is a requirement to respond, "Yes, I hear you, Lord. I'll do  my best."

 

 

WHO IS PHYLLIS MASS CARTER ?

 

 

 

PHYLLIS MASS CARTER

 

Canadian Journalist,

Investigator,

English Speech Consultant,

Singer

 

FOCUS :

 

JUSTICE - Call me "SCRAPPER"

 

 

CAREER:

 

SPEECH WRITER, REPORTER, EDITORIALIST;

 

JOURNALIST: NORTHSHORE NEWS, ROXBORO, QUE.

 

THE HISTORY OF THE TOWN OF DOLLARD DES ORMEAUX, QUEBEC - 1689-1969. (copyright)

 

JOURNALIST: LAKESHORE NEWS AND CHRONICLE
News reporter, photographer, articles, including second publication of -

 

THE HISTORY OF THE TOWN OF DOLLARD DES ORMEAUX, QUEBEC - 1689-1969. (copyright)

 

COLUMNIST : WITH SIX SENSES  (copyright)

 

HISTORY, BIOGRAPHY:  

A PORTRAIT OF ASGAR AND THE PLIGHT OF KASHMIR.

(copyright)

 

LETTERS OF CORRESPONDENCE WITH
SAYED ASGAR ALI RAZWY, A HUMBLE SCHOLAR OF KASHMIR.

LETTERS OF CORRESPONDENCE WITH
MICHAEL STEELER, GENTLEMAN

 

HUNDREDS OF LETTERS TO THE EDITORS

Published over the decades

 

ENGLISH SPEECH CONSULTANT:
SPEECH WRITER, TEACHER, COACH

 

PUBLIC SPEAKING

 

NUMEROUS APPEARANCES RADIO AND TELEVISION

CJAD RADIO MONTREAL,

CBC - MONTREAL

CFCF RADIO MONTREAL

CTV - SCREEN GEMS - MONTREAL, TORONTO

 

LYRICIST: A DATE AT THE OLYMPICS IN CALGARY,
RCA Records: MR. NOSTALGIA, CLIFF CARTER
MUSIC by CLIFF CARTER

(copyright)

 

THRILL OF A LIFETIME - CTV - SURPRISED US

WITH CLIFF'S FIRST RECORD ALBUM.

 

 

SINGER, with "MR. NOSTALGIA, CLIFF CARTER", 
My sweetheart and husband  - at

 

PARLIAMENT, OTTAWA, for -
HARAMBI'S BLACK ORPHEUS BALL;

THE CASABLANCA, ST. DENIS ST. MONTREAL;
LE BIJOU, OLDE MONTREAL;
THE ASTOR, ST. CATHERINE ST. WEST, MTL.;
THE ABACUS, MONTREAL AND WEST ISLAND;
THE JOHN OAKLEY SHOW - CJAD RADIO, MTL.;
BIDDLES, MONTREAL with CLIFF CARTER, OLIVER JONES,
CHARLIE BIDDLE AND BERNIE PRIMEAU;
LE MANOIR LEMOYNE with CLIFF AND WALLY ASPELL.

 

INVESTIGATOR: WEST END INVESTIGATION, MONTREAL
J.A. BUCK FORTIN, OWNER AND CHIEF DETECTIVE.

 

INVESTIGATOR PINKERTON, QUEBEC - MONTREAL
PAUL ST. AMOUR, PRESIDENT

EDUCATION:

 

MONTREAL REPERTORY THEATRE:

 

ELEANOR STUART, Dramatic Arts
DOROTHY DANFORD, Voice and Diction
GRIFFITH BREWER, Stage Makeup
JEANNE DE SAVOIE, Theatre Arts
MS. STEHLE, History of the Theatre

 

Certificate

 

OPERA - TEACHER: MME. PAULINE DONALDA
Mme. Donalda's sister, May Lightstone, assisted at the baby grand piano which was draped with a fringed black shawl adorned with pink roses.

 

SCHOOL OF MODERN PHOTOGRAPHY, MONTREAL
HARRY SIDEL - OWNER, TEACHER

Portrait Photography, Nature, Commercial, Journalism, Human Interest, Architecture, Street Photography; Darkroom.

 

Certificate

 

Cliff Carter

Mr. Nostalgia

&

Phyllis Carter

The Sheba

 

 

MY GRANDMOTHER'S ANTIQUE DIAMOND DINNER RING STOLEN BY DAWN MCSWEENEY

 

 

This ring looks similar to my grandmother's diamond and sapphire dinner ring that Dawn McSweeney stole on October 7,  1996. I provided the Montreal Police with photos and appraisals for my ring and many other precious items in March. 1997. But the Montreal Police still do nothing. Detailed reports of these crimes are open to the world at DAWN MCSWEENEY, GURU THIEF - http://dawnmcsweeney.blogspot.com.

She could not have succeeded in her crimes without the help of the Montreal Police.

 

Phyllis Carter 

 

 

Edwardian North to South Dinner Ring

Old Euro Diamond Sapphire Solid Platinum

$5,499.00

http://eragem.com/edwardian-north-to-south-dinner-ring-old-euro-diamond-sapphire-solid-platinum.html

 

 

ATTACKED, ROBBED - PRUDENTIAL INSURANCE BLAMES THE MONTREAL POLICE

 

 

A resident of The Rock Of Gibralter

 

I made payments regularly to

Prudential Insurance

for thirty years:

 

But when I was attacked and robbed,

Prudential, "The Rock of Gibralter"

Dropped me like a hot potato.

 

Prudential blamed the Montreal Police.

They said the police

Had not filed a report on time.

 

And so, Prudential refused to investigate the crime

That finally destroyed my family.

 

 

ABANDONED BY PRUDENTIAL INSURANCE

http://phylliscartersjournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/abandoned-by-prudential-insurance.html

 

 

THE COMMERCIAL MEDIA HUNGERS FOR MONEY - THOUSANDS OF CHILDREN ABANDONED

 

 

 

MELISSA OHAYON 

 

Missing from Montreal, Quebec, Canada

Since 2002

 

BUT WHO CARES ?

 

This little girl is one of Tens of Thousands called

 

" MISSING "

 

But Editors and Producers

of the commercial media

 

DO NOT CARE

 

They prefer to publish and air stories about "celebrities" who have illicit sex with many partners and get sick on drugs and use filthy language to "entertain" people with filthy minds - because that sells papers and advertising and satisfies sponsors - and that makes money.

 

So what if so many little children are being kidnapped and are being abused, turned into sex slaves, tortured, humiliated and often - murdered. The commercial media hungers for money. The commercial media ignores these stories until there is blood that can be seen on screen or bits of bones are found in a field.

 

" Jannel Rap (Singer/songwriter and founder of Squeaky Wheel Tour®) has intimate knowledge of the missing. Her sister, musician Gina Bos, disappeared on October 17, 2000. Jannel's heartache over the unknown status of her sister became a fight to gain attention for all missing and an avenue to bring hope to their families.

 

800,000 missing person's reports are made every year in the United States

and tens of thousands in Canada.

 

More than a hundred thousand of these cases go unsolved.

 

The majority of families face the same dilemma that Jannel encountered when Gina went missing: when their loved ones simply vanish with no lurid or dramatic story, they garner no media attention."

 

SHAME ON YOU WHO IGNORE OUR TEARS  !

 

" Rap felt that she had to do something to change this and she brought the concept of the Squeaky Wheel Tour® to life and started GINA, a non profit group that collects the names of missing individuals in the United States and worldwide and offers support to family and loved ones of the missing."

 

I have done my part in publishing this appeal for my audience around the world.

 

WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO HELP

FIND MISSING CHILDREN ?

 

Phyllis Carter

 

SOME OF THE LOVELIEST GENTLEMEN I HAVE EVER KNOWN

 

 

 

Lorne Greene

 

 

Maurice Chevalier

 

 

 

Percy Rodrigues

 

 

 

Jan Peerce

 

 

Paul Robeson

 

 

Rev. Canon David Oliver

 

 

 

My father, George Rubin

 

 

 

My husband, Cliff Carter