I’m getting the sense from the (spirits of the) motorcycle gang community that this notion is a hot-button issue from people with families who have to live “normal-people” lives on a budget, given their finite income.
I channeled this morning that Ontario Premier Doug Ford, not even a Katimavik man, but rather a man who learned the art of looking good in a suit, took Franzee literally when he said the amount of money they had was “unlimited” and “the sky’s the limit”. That was in the 1980s.
With the recent decision to move the Ontario Scence Centre, which in fine condition, to Ontario Place, which has been abandoned since the 1980s.
Like other people, I am wondering why the province, which has limited funds to spend every year, and operates at a loss, would need to spend money to move something in a facility that’s fine, to an abandoned site that would take restoration to get back to usable shape, and involves a long way to walk and, I would imagine, isn’t that accessible, as I recall from the last concert I saw at the old Molson Amphitheatre.
I channeled this, and I’m getting this from the others here, that I am solely responsible for turning Ontario Place into the rusted-out husk it is today.
Apparently, I shared what I had been told about the water at Ontario Place—don’t go in the wading pools, people pee in there. Apparently, it got shared, and was included in whatever book F——– read to learn these kinds of things. And I got credit for it.
And by the way, if it mentions it, I never did any gay stuff with my friend Kevin. No—when I was three years old, my mother held me up to a window while I was naked for eight seconds, with men outside, and I didn’t find out that I had an emotional wound about it. We just went for a pee, and we would look at each others’ butts and penises. And that’s it. I had a fetish for exhibitionism without anyone around as one of my bottom lines when I did 12 Steps, S.L.A.A., Sex and Love Addicts Anonymous.
And, it turns out—In 2014, I became the first person since the original Patrick Carnes group in 1986 to successfully endure his withdrawal and break his addiction to masturbation with orgasm. It felt like being horny and extremely sad and miserable and crying, and it last an hour and fifteen minutes. Had my S.L.A.A. manual open to the section on withdrawal.
I would imagine that a lot of people have that addiction as a result of sexual damage, as was the case with me. If you’re going to try to quit, know that I was seeing a therapist and attending S-Fellowship 12 Steps groups at the time, and I wasn’t in a relationship.
Photo credit:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ontario_Place#/media/File:WikiOntarioPlace_Toronto_ID2.jpg
https://www.thestar.com/news/gta/doug-fords-government-releases-details-of-ontario-place-lease-with-therme-spa/article_17166710-8198-11ef-8ebe-eb87e1d96b65.html
