Monday, June 27, 2011

My Thoughts on the Riot


 It’s been a couple weeks and the wounds are healing.  The loss was very disappointing, the riot was devastating but the city is back to normal. So, what to do with the “guilty”?

As it turns out the majority of the rioters were not “anarchists” as our mayor suggested but pissed-off, alcohol and testosterone fuelled Canucks fans. I’m guessing the average age of the participants was twenty. The vast majority of them would never think to riot, but they did.

The riot probably cost the city millions in VPD overtime, damage and cleanup. Not to mention, the negative press from around the world.  And the costs will keep mounting with endless police investigations, charges and court battles. Maybe those costs can be stemmed?

The riot erupted quickly; the Social Media response was instantaneous.  Facebook pages, tweets, blogs condemning the riot were impressive save the few morons bragging about their new loot. Not surprisingly the posts and updates were also vicious. Threats of injury and death under the guise of public shaming flooded the net. Over night a new, highly efficient, court system formed, the court of Social Media.

The punishment inflicted by Social Media on the rioters was swift and ruthless. The perpetrator, their families and friends all felt the pain of the public shaming. It’s not nice but its effective.

A lot of stupid decisions were made that night. Let’s be on honest. We have all made stupid decisions. I’ve made a few. Ask yourself, as a drunken twenty-year-old, would the mob mentality have gotten the best of you? Is it effective to chase down every dumb ass that grabbed a purse or cheered on a fire?

For those who injured people, lit fires and initiated the looting, throw the book and make them pay.  For the others, the VPD has other issues and the courts are burdened as it is. Let’s put our tax dollars to better use tax and let Social Media do its thing.

Monday, June 6, 2011

It’s Not Just a Game!


Do you ever get this one? “Relax man, it’s just a game”. I beg to differ:

It’s the most patient, loyal and hopeful fans in North America.
It’s skateboarders, CEO’s and ESL students sporting their Canucks Blue in downtown Van.
It’s endless uniform changes, none of which were great, but we wear them all proudly.
It’s lacing up your sons skates, beside a Sedin twin and thinking, “Holy Crap, it Daniel! Wait, its Henrik! err . . . what do I say?” It was Henrik, my son asked.
It’s games being broadcast in Punjabi, a community joining in on the celebration at 72nd and Scott Road after every win and in doing so, exemplifying everything that is great about Canada.
It’s Bure and Mogilny, brilliant but flaky.
It’s Smyl and Linden, rock-solid but wanting.
It’s Naslund, a little tragic.
It’s Messier, the best leader in sports until he came Vancouver. What the hell?
It’s reading a box score and instantly memorizing the stats.
It’s accepting that Luongo will let in a bad goal and put “foot in mouth” every second game. Who cares, he wins games.
It’s sending and receiving every email over the last month with the signature, Go Canucks Go!
It’s huge goals: Burrows, D. Sedin, Kesler, Bieksa and Burrows.
It’s Finish, Swedish, Canadian, American, German and Danish players admitting in a heartbeat that the Cup is bigger than the Olympics or any World Championship
It’s huge hits, killer power plays, biting and loving Bieksa’s pummeling of Marleau - you play with the bull, you get the horn –
It’s forty years of ups and downs, mostly downs. Questionable draft picks, some inspired (Burrows). A parade of owners, gm’s and coaches. Two cup runs, many early exits and now  . . .

Two wins away.

Go Canucks Go!