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The State of the Police in Montreal – Le Matricule 728

October 12, 2012

Read the recent story about this incident of police brutality for context.

The police is supposed to be the ones we rely on in an event of an emergency, the heroes, the last ones we turn to when faced with danger. The public pays a good portion of their salaries for this assurance. It is a very noble and honourable position. It angers me to see so many police officers who attack people for no reason, degrade people, then laugh about it. They enjoy abusing because they were probably abused themselves. They apply opinions they read in trash simpleton tabloid magazines to decide whose the bad guy. Many police officers have no sense of empathy or a mind of their own.

I myself have recently been confronted in a dangerous situation where I was actually scared to call the police because I thought they would end up attacking me! I had an intruder who came onto my balcony, when he left I was rattled. I wanted to report it to the police, but chose not to because I knew they wouldn’t care, especially since I had the “estie carré rouge” (damn red square as the police officer I’m referring to said) on my balcony. And I was right to be scared, I could have dealt with Stephanie Trudeau, since my apartment was in the zone where she works. Isn’t it pathetic in a ‘democratic’ country, that citizens are actually scared to ask for police assistance?! Isn’t it sad that citizens are afraid to seek police assistance because they fit a certain profile, because they express a certain opinion?

It sounds to me that we need to have a new criteria for hiring OUR police officers, one that evaluates their education level, and emotional intelligence levels. They also need to be tightly monitored and punished for any wrongdoing. We also need moral and logical based laws that they can enforce, no more loop hole nonsense. This police officer got away with a lot, and she gets a mere slap on the wrist for almost killing people. It’s time to take these “officers” out of their uniforms immediately, and send them directly to a mental rehabilitation clinic.

 

Read the story:

http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/montreal/story/2012/10/11/montreal-police-officer-728-suspended.html

Filed Under: Life, Politics

The Balcony Monster! – A Terrifying & Odd Story

July 22, 2012

May 20, 2012. It was in my apartment, on the second floor. A bright afternoon on a Sunday. The whether was hot, so I had my balcony window/door wide open. I was about to open my case and practice.

A sketchy greasy-haired guy climbs from the fire escape stairs and comes right onto my balcony. I froze. My heart sank. I couldn’t breath. This was it. This was going to be the end of my life. My entire life is in my apartment, and I opened the door for any crazy to come on. He had a tattoo of a knife on his arms. I tried to keep cool and talk my way out of this one, the only defence I had.

Guy (en français): Is Stefan here?

Me: No, wrong house.

Guy: Do you know where Stefan lives?

Me: No! Ask the concierge.

Guy: Oh, he told me he lives here, how long have you lived here?

Me (getting really irritated, but trying to not to get on his nerves): Two years.

Guy: Can I borrow your phone?

Me (now I’m really getting annoyed, trying to find a way to get him away with short answers. He is on my balcony still! My personal space!): No I have limited minutes.

Guy: Oh its limited?

Me: Yes

Guy: What’s your background?

Me: Iranian.

Guy: So you speak Arabic?

Me (now I’m really pissed): NO! Persians are NOT Arabs!

Guy: Am I disturbing you?

Me: Yes!

And he left. It was such a relief. How could I have entertained this stupid conversation for this long? I was too scared to shut the door on him because he would hold it open and force his way in. The tattoo of the knife was so scary. What else could I have done?

My landlord was a complete business-first bitch for not giving me the chance to move to a unit on a higher level even after I told her my story. But at least the superintendant found somebody to take over my lease.

I can’t believe how vulnerable I made myself with this stupid balcony. I don’t want to live in fear. Maybe I need to find a 6’5 kung fu boyfriend that would shoo away these crazy’s. Or I need to move to a safer apartment. So that’s what I’m actually going to do in August!
 

Filed Under: Life Tagged With: montreal perverts, montreal safety, sketchiness

A Few Ways To Reduce The Tuition Fee

May 17, 2012

Students have swarmed the streets protesting against the 75% increase in the tuition fee. If you do the math from 2007, the tuition will increase by 143% in 10 years. It’s as if the government can bully people into paying whatever they say, no matter how opposed people are and how unfair. Many others are saying that they don’t want to pick up the tab through what is already high taxes. They say an increase was overdue because of the lack of quality in education and inflation. The price index has gone higher, but not by 143%. Even though Quebec has the lowest tuition, it also has the highest taxes, so why would it make sense to raise the tuition on par with the rest of the provinces? Until the tuition increase, there was never any question of quality of educational when Quebec is still reputable for world class universities like McGill and Laval University. It sounds like to me that money is being mismanaged at the cost of both tax payers and students.

If universities raise the price, then it will become a place where the richest go, not necessarily the smartest & hardest working. That’s not fair for anybody.

The most logic I heard in the agreement is to establish a committee that would oversee university expenses. There needs to be an absolute fundamental change to stop universities from wasting a lot of money that they do now. This should be the central focus of blame in this crisis, but it isn’t. Everyone is making out this crisis as a student vs. tax payer issue when the real culprit is the university itself and the complacent government! We need to start looking at solutions that works for tax payers and students.

Here are my five suggestions to make universities financially fair for everyone:

1. Only four years of free university full-time. If you choose to do another degree, or if you fail and need an extra semester after four years, you have to pay the full price of university, which is the international student fees.

University has become a place for many people to roam from from one major to another. It is more common nowadays for someone to be a full time student until they are 30 without a completed degree. Many people are ‘finding themselves’ at the expense of tax payers. Currently, all university courses are subsidized, it doesn’t matter how many times you failed the class or how long you spent in university, all courses are always subsidized at the same price. It’s only nowadays we are hearing terms like, “professional student” when the only thing professional about it is getting away with freeloading. Taking in knowledge at the expense of taxpayers without making any meaningful contribution to society of that knowledge is like stealing. What’s the logic in having people work hard in a job they probably hate to pay taxes while others get to take an unlimited vacation in university?

I believe education is a right, but it doesn’t necessarily mean it can happen in a university setting. There is nothing wrong with lifelong learning, there are plenty of other alternatives other than universities. University is simply a place where you are formally recognized for your knowledge to enable you to get a job. It’s that piece of paper that is proof that you sat through eight semesters and listened to a professor and did the homework. Before you enter into a major, ask yourself, ‘Do I need this proof for a job I want?’ If not, then learn outside, go to the library, use the internet, you can still listen to a profesors lecture for free in class, or online. If you have an interest in acadmic learning, attend seminars, take a free course on khan academy, attend doc screenings, read, join a book club, volunteer at an art gallery, travel, subscribe to an independant journal, read and write to the letter to the editor, or be keen and contribute an article yourself. You can email a professor with any question, and they are more than likely to get back to you right away. You don’t need to be shy about it. Professors don’t work for the universities, they work for the public, the tax payer! Email him/her and ask for the course outline of the course you are interested in, and he/she is most likely to give it to you so you can see what kind of material a certain major is learning. Education doesn’t happen in four walls. There are plenty of ways to be involved with acadmia without blowing a fortune in university.

If you are 100% sure about a degree you want to do that will allow you to qualify for a career you want, then go to university. Don’t be indecisive and make someone else pay for it. As the saying goes, ‘Indecision is worse than making a wrong decision’.

2. Eliminate administration staff. It baffles me that in this internet age and with the advancements in computers, we still have to go to a crowded student office to get things done by an administration staff who always demand more money and benefits. Any university student will tell you that they had at least one experience with getting incorrect information from admin that screwed them over. It’s human error. We have the technology now to make a program that is full proof of any problems, we can do all administrative tasks there. And what about administrative jobs? Take that money and invest it in maintaining the price of low tuition and use the difference to fund research positions. These are the meaningful jobs that are always the first to get cut. Everyone knows at least of one person who is un(der)employed after getting a university degree. Instead of offering newly grads a meanial task at reception, we should make use of the knowledge they required with research positions that will enhance our society, rewarding those tax payers who susbdized the degree!

3. Universities should be more selective & accept less students. There’s accessibility, then there’s just anybody, particularly with B.A. degrees that always have the lowest requirements. Anyone can enroll with a mediocre C average. Anyone can graduate with a C average (like George Bush). This devalues the degree. It isn’t fair for those who strived for earned higher grades and put in the same boat as those who didn’t. University degrees aren’t impressive as they were 30 years ago because anyone can have one. University is becoming a place where only the people who want to pay for it go, not necessarily the people who are the smartest.

4. Eliminate advertising budget. If your university is a place worth going to, an accomplished alumini should be your only walkng billboard. The right candidate for a certain university will go based on academic merit, alumini and professors. What does it say about a prospective student when they chose a university because they saw an ad at the Bell Center during a hockey game?

5. Eliminate text book fees. This isn’t in the tution, but its that extra fee that all students dread. All text books should be available for e-reading at a lower cost. Text books are so primitive. They are heavy and waste so much paper. Text books are only good for a few years before they have to be replaced again with a new edition.

You can call these ideas radical or unrealistic, but these are the only solutions to make the best investment in our future, to enable our hardest working and smartest students with an education and tools that will make a better world for everybody.

Filed Under: Business, Life, Politics Tagged With: ggi, quebec politics, quebec student tuition

Shirin Does London

April 17, 2012

My web traffic reports show a number of UK viewers. Some come almost everyday, some spend as much as an hour on my site… this peculiar trend has been going on for years now!  From Brimingham to Cardiff to Edinburgh and London!  “Who are you?!” Then began an unstoppable yearning to investigate in merry old England! Then I finally went a few weeks ago!

First thing that striked me was just how clean it was compared to Paris. Also, I was surprised to see how visible immigrants (particularly Chinese and Indians) outnumbered, well… white people. England is where the English language started, so I was hoping to see what English folks looked like. But I needn’t look farther than the rollerskating rink! And I’m sure I would have met more at a textile museum, but time was limited to major tourist attractions!

London has many striking signatures around town. There was the famous red telephone booths and double decker bus dotted everywhere. Oh and the crumpets were so lovely!

Although they have the same clothing stores in Canada, the way the women dressed was very distinct and different. Fancy with a hint of tacky. They mish mash plad, feathers, and vintage. I thought it was just on TV, but it appears to be in real life too.

Also, Buckingham palace isn’t as majestic as my fairy tale books claimed. This is supposed to be the kingdom that changed the face of the Earth! But I daresay, this kingdom’s palace is one big boring oversized wide building. The only thing fancy was some gold paint on the tips of the fences.

Trying on a fancy face at Buckingham Palace

 

The best part of travelling, it seems, is seeing the local animals.

 

Oh look Mummy! It's a ferris wheel!

 

Getting into the metro.

Filed Under: Life Tagged With: britain, great britain, trip to london, uk

Shirin Does Paris

April 2, 2012

I went to France to see what the hype was all about. Turns out it is really over rated. I didn’t see fairies like the movies said it would. Instead, it was freezing cold, it smelt like piss everywhere, and there were professional criminals lurking around, one of whom snatched my golden bracelet from underneath my sleeves.(My grandmother gave that to me. You cunt!)

It seems like I had a brush with Paris Syndrome. This city does not deserve to be the most visited tourist destination. Especially for the price! In my opinion, of all the con artists in Paris, the biggest ones are the guys who sell you the trip! Okay, maybe that’s going too far, but it’s definitely not worth it, other places are more deserving of tourism.

Paris is a city that is frozen in one historical era. Barely any hints of anything before or after. Yes, I’ve seen the major tourist attractions and they’ve all been written about before, and I’ve read about them a million times doing French grammar exercises, but nothing prepared me for this eiffel tower trip. I had to spend three hours at least in a line up. It was freakin’ freezing. I could barely feel my hands. I was so grouchy from waiting in the cold that I only stayed for a few seconds when I finally reached the top. Nothing I haven’t seen before. Just some concrete and grass arranged in another way with a view from another angle and from another height. The only cool thing was that arrow that pointed to the precise direction to Montreal.

Yes, I should have dressed up more warmly, I’ve been checking the weather forecast everyday before I left and it always said it would be low 20’s. With the way foreigners always talk about Montreal, “Oh its so cold”, I assumed that everywhere else is a sauna party. What a lie! It was just as cold as Montreal!

Then there are the “backpackers” I have always thought were so cool and adventurous. The guys who head out to new territory carrying everything they need on their backs. But in a place that is strikingly familiar to home. H&M’s, Starbucks, and Macdonalds… and iPhones, it almost seems ridiculous. Travelling from America to Western Europe doesn’t really give you the shock and thrill that travelling is supposed to.

I stayed at a hostel hoping for a hippie adventure, and I kinda did, but I also met some stiff prudes. A girl from Alberta was my roomie for the week. I went to my room (which was stuffy with mold and smelly) at 6:00 pm to practice the violin. It was too cold to play outside and I really needed to practice. I hesitated because my roomie was already tucked in her bed. “Uh, is it cool if I practice, it’s just that there is nowhere else, and I have to prepare..”

“Yea it’s cool,” she said and went back to reading her Kobo and eventually dozed off. AT 6 pm!!! And this isn’t jet lag, she just came back from the UK, which is just a 1 hour difference. She could have read her kobo at home, why would anyone want to chill out in a dingy hostel room? To me, a hostel is an in-and-out mission. You just go there to sleep, and as soon as you wake up, you dash the f* right out of there… to explore!

Later on at 9pm, my German roommate stumbles in and gets ready for bed. She went to sleep and didn’t mind the playing. It was her first night in Paris, and she wanted to spend all of it in the hostel? I felt weirded out and left the room to a bar with some people I met at the lobby.

LATE night I come back, I opened the bedroom door to a smog of mold and b.o. I held my breath and opened the window as wide as I could. Then I ran outsidethe the room and waited until I was sure the air was clear. When I came back in, I left the window ajar, just enough for the temperature to be comfortable and the freshness to circulate into a closed & mouldy room where six women were sleeping! Myself included!

It was probably 5 am when I woke up. The smell came back, I looked at the window and saw that it was firmly shut. What person in the right mind could have shut it?! I immediately opened that window as wide as the hinges allowed, and put my head out to breath, as if I had come up from the bottom of the Atlantic ocean desperate to inhale fresh air.

Other hostel memories: I mastered the art of brushing my teeth and showering with minimal to no contact at all. The breakfast was okay. Staff was friendly. Many of the people were cool.

So what else did I do? I had the opportunity to take lessons with a well-known Iranian bagpipe player. For my next Persian Project I will incorporate bandari. So watch out.

Oh and.. there is more to the story, as always, but I will save those details for my tell-all book that I will publish when I’m in my 50’s.

The view from Sacre Couer

Hanging out with Notre Dame. I wish I had that tambourine or whatever it was Esmerelda had.

Does this picture really need an explanation?

It's just a person!

Filed Under: Life

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