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tolerate everything in moderation

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Ukrainian Bloor West

It was the Uke fest again in the Bloor West.
Bloor street was closed this weekend to celebrate the Eastern Europeans that settled in this neighbourhood and made it what it is today.
Not quite.
Today there are a few more chains, like Chapters and New Balance, Rogers and Bell Mobility.  There are still a few of the deli's and the Ukrainian banks, and of course the rude old euros, like the one that was sitting beside a young couple at the fair today.
That Euro lady was representing the Ukrainians and setting the bar really low  for her country people.


Not everyone in the Bloor West is like that.  But they are there.  You can't miss them.  They will drive like they are escaping the border patrol in a 40km/h residential zone near a church or elementary school.
On hot and humid days you will definitely know they are around especially in a crowded subway car.





But what can you do.  Being aggressive rewards you with a win-lose situation.  And that's how the world works these days.  The squeaky wheel gets the oil.  But the really loud obnoxious and rude wheel gets what they want and doesn't care about any other wheel even if it means disrespecting the other wheels.



It is sad that this is how it is becoming.  It's up to the young adults and the new parents of the world, to change that. To show the young kids that follow our every step that being successful doesn't mean stepping on your fellow person or treating everyone else is an enemy.  We are quickly becoming a world of mixed races.  The Bloor West is representative of that.  Cultures are now blended.  It's important to not forget your heritage.  It's even more important to respect those heritages and be proud of it and bring honour to them.
If we want our kids to grow up and be better adults than we are, then we as parents, as adults need to be better than who we are today.  Making excuses for ourselves to not be better, only teaches our kids to be cop outs.  When they start using excuses.  You only need to look in the mirror to see who taught them that.

You know we tried both Grandma Uke's potato and onion perogies and Max's Marts potato and onion perogies and I like Babushka's better.
It just seemed to have a nicer texture where as the Max's Mart was al dente.  It just seemed home made where as the Max Mart tasted like it was manufactured by a machine, made to the specs of some chef, not a roly poly Babushka in a kitchen.