Niiiiiiiiiiice to see ya!
I don’t think – generally – people understand the power of public pressure…
It has been around forever and, if used the right way, it can effect dramatic changes.
Unfortunately, the great majority of our citizenry has bought into the belief that not one listens, while sometimes that is true, I know for a fact that it is mostly not so!!!
I will tell you that I got going on this matter as I have done on other issues I feel strongly about.
The first call went over to the Prime Minister’s office – yeah… not a direct route but, one that needs to be called on too.
The pressure on Mr. Day must have been enormous as his giving sympathy to Robert's mother was the next time (two days later) he was seen publicly; I am sure I was not the only one unimpressed with his suggestion to be "just as outraged about drunk driving". No further comment on this, let's just call it a ... faux pas!
I also contacted our regional Police Complaints Commissioner; I must say this was/is still a very comprehensive two way relationship that involved a couple of lengthy telephone conversations and at present being informed by email of all the steps taken by the Commissioner with the understanding that at any step of the way my input is welcome.
In addition I contacted the Vancouver City Police – with concerns of a recent purchase of an additional 70 pieces of Teasers (still don’t know the right spelling of this), also been listened to at length and my suggestion that they seriously entertain other methods of communication – as an alternative – Dr. Marshall Rosenberg’s “Non Violent communication” http://www.nvc.org/ was duly noted and forwarded to the decision makers…
Overall, I am pleased with the results attained personally... and, the public steps that are being taken as a result of the very serious public pressure that came down on all of them.
I did not directly call the RCMP – as I feel they have hunkered down and might not hear what it is said.
I do feel for them too as they wear “their Rambo outfits” and must feel so theatened at all times - they have to play/live up to the part the part of righteous thugs themselves …
These man and women after their shifts have to go home to their spouses and children… what the hell are they bringing home?
Where did they have to leave their souls?
What are we creating and fostering as a society… ?