<?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-30224238</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:52:58.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Neiliorist</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>neiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11353670472396972305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/bike%20crud%20032.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30224238.post-115612620258450078</id><published>2006-08-20T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T08:33:36.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Equality Now!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Post modernism has brought a variety of changes to our country. From its enlightened influenced has emerged; a new sensitivity to race, nationality, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;culture, increased opportunity for minority groups of different sexes, abilities, and religions. Canadians are trying to display a less discriminant outlook on the wide variety of individuals that live in this mosaic that stretches from the atlantic to the pacific and from the arctic to the 49th parallel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; It is a wonderful farce that I believe most of us buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes 2006 is full of opportunity and freedom, if only you belong to the right minority and if only you have the right disabilities. However, for 12-20% of the white male population, and a small percentage of the felmale population Canada is a less friendly evnvironment. In fact, some of us might call it a dreary wasteland of cone-functioning morons that hold black and white pieces of cardboard in fron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;t of us, and when we answ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;er their colour query correctly outright ridicule and deny our difference. If you don't get it, which I know 80-88% of you don't, I am refering to the colour blind-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sensitivley know as the colour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;deficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/1600/plate10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/plate10.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That's right, in the images to the left, 12-20% of us only see circles and dots. I'd post which numbers "normal" people see, but I CAN'T SEE THEM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the injustice?. . .Well, colour blindness disrupts our ability to distiguish between some colours from others, the most common form of colour blindness is red-green type, where the individual cannot distiguish red or green hues in some colours. Often the colours red and green are confused. the colours purple and blue almost indecipherable, yellows and greens blend together, and any light shade can easily be mistaken for grey. How many of you guys have ever mistaken a street light at night for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;a green trafic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/1600/plate8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/plate8.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;light?. . .my guess is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12-20% at most. How &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;many of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ometimes incapable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;stinguis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;between red, green and yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; traffic l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ights when they appear on there own? How many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;f you consistantly lose at games like "Dr. Mario", "Tetris", and all those stupid gem or block games on the internet becasue the colours chosen by the game's designers are just those that are difficult to distinguish? I could name 12 colour options that I and many like me could easily separtate, but Nintendo and Matel insist on using green, yellow, pink and purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  If traffic lights were red for stop, and blue for go I garauntee that I would never confuse the two and then be hunted dow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;n and yelled at by some colour proficient lunitic. When was the last time any of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;thought it was fair to follow some guy in a wheelchair to his destination and then scream at him becasue o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;f his/her inablitity to walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the Wheelchair people, don't even get me started on that priviliged class. Right now the City of Lethbridge is investing thousands of dollars, in man hours and materials, to insure that every single corner and crosswalk has a wheelchair accessible ramp down to the street and back up. Meanwhile city hall and parliment can't invest a couple bucks to change the green colour filter on traffic lights to something unlike red. I haven't done a study but I doubt that 12-20% of males including white or any other ethnic group in Canada is confined to a wheelchair...yet they, with there high performance ball bearings and cushy seats continue to eat up tax dollars, while I am left hesitating at intersection after intersection wondering if I should venture through or just wait..."why don't I look at the light p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;osition?" the typical CP (colour proficient) asks...CAUSE NOBODY ELSE HAS TO!!&lt;br /&gt;My beef isn't with the wheelchair community, they can have their cake and eat it too..I just want one small piece of mine, and I don't need it decorated in red and green icing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&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/30224238-115612620258450078?l=theneiliorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/feeds/115612620258450078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30224238&amp;postID=115612620258450078' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115612620258450078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115612620258450078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/2006/08/equality-now.html' title='Equality Now!!'/><author><name>neiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11353670472396972305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/bike%20crud%20032.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30224238.post-115371965370540561</id><published>2006-07-23T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:40:53.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disposable Leg #39</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/1600/P6210136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/P6210136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/1600/P6210131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/400/P6210131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30224238-115371965370540561?l=theneiliorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/feeds/115371965370540561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30224238&amp;postID=115371965370540561' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115371965370540561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115371965370540561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/2006/07/disposable-leg-39.html' title='Disposable Leg #39'/><author><name>neiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11353670472396972305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/bike%20crud%20032.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30224238.post-115328737755529217</id><published>2006-07-18T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T23:36:17.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark of the Beast</title><content type='html'>August 28 2006...does this date mean anything to anyone? how about April 17 2007? what about the age 65? Well they all have something in common...41.&lt;br /&gt;  Today i was out on the weekly (not so much weekly but unpredictable) shop ride, upon returning home I realized that I had the number 41 disturbingly and seemingly demonically etched into the back of my leg. I don't know if I should await the apocalypse, look for fog, or use it as a loto number. Either way I know that if i wake up tomorrow and it looks like a 40, and a 39 the next day, I'm consulting Nostradamus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/1600/P7180041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/P7180041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/1600/P7180042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/P7180042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30224238-115328737755529217?l=theneiliorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/feeds/115328737755529217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30224238&amp;postID=115328737755529217' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115328737755529217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115328737755529217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/2006/07/mark-of-beast.html' title='Mark of the Beast'/><author><name>neiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11353670472396972305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/bike%20crud%20032.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30224238.post-115190944178292367</id><published>2006-07-03T00:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:54:40.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the seagulls gone?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm finally up and running with this hip blog thing. Now I'll I need is to do is upload all those obscene pictures of me so I get a whole bunch of hits. I just have one quick question, I asked Chris Birrel the other day but all he could give we were some statistical studies on seagull population distribution, and geographical diversity. So why don't I ever see a family of seagulls with little gulletts...or whatever they are called. See baby seagulls are so unheard of that I don't even know what to call them. shouldn't they be waddling around like ducks or something? I've seen spotted younger seagulls before, but they were already full grown. Anyway if anyone knows of any great gull blogs maybe send them my way. I'm sure Brenden will send me some online video clip of baby seagulls...he seems to find everything. Untill then I'll just be out here in vancouver watching the fireworks...or waiting impatiently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i'm out (here in vancouver)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30224238-115190944178292367?l=theneiliorist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/feeds/115190944178292367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30224238&amp;postID=115190944178292367' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115190944178292367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30224238/posts/default/115190944178292367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theneiliorist.blogspot.com/2006/07/where-have-all-seagulls-gone.html' title='Where have all the seagulls gone?'/><author><name>neiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11353670472396972305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6210/3236/320/bike%20crud%20032.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
