My Journey to Direct Democracy

Liz Galenzoski,
Financial Agent for BC Refederation Party.

 

One of the main purposes of this blog is to let the cat out of the bag. Once people learn more about the real – such as the fact that Canada is not a confederation – history, they will become motivated to support significant changes to the entire Canadian political system, which will benefit all of us. Direct Democracy will be an attractive alternative to the current system.

Until recently, I called myself a political junky! But no more. From this moment on, I will call myself a, Politicalist! I am old enough now to know from experience that most things politicians say and that are believed by the masses are simply not true. If that’s not bad enough, the media supports politicians and repeats their messages. The reason this goes on is that the general public has been deliberately kept in the dark. That is about to change.

So, how did I become a politicalist in a world where most under-educated people don’t have the least bit of interest in politics? I believe it started in my early childhood.

The first political thing I remember is my mother talking about a political party in another province offering to give every person twenty-five dollars per month. Of course, this resonated with me because I had already discovered we were poor and about to get poorer.

We lived on a farm, and were one of the last farmers in the area to use horses.

In my mind’s eye, I can still see the kitchen window I looked through to see my dad lying on a snowbank. A few days later, he was dead.

My mom had to sell the farm and the house because of the debt against them, and we moved into an old granary which had been modernized with a few windows. She had no income other than what was then called ‘widow’s allowance’. Hmmm – $25.00 per month. Without adding the sorrowful details, I will only say things were not good.

A few years later, my mom remarried and I had my second political experience when there was election campaign. For farmers, this was a time of uncertainty, and there was no shortage of people attending political meetings. I and my siblings were ‘dragged’ to these events. Those meetings and the conversations between our parents and the neighbours was enough to alert me to the notion of power in some far-away place. And my mother, less frequently now, still talked about the Social Credit Party in Alberta who wanted to give every person $25 per month.

Those ideas and other thoughts stayed in my mind as life became more difficult. Before my fifteenth birthday, I was given $5 and a bus ticket to Regina. I needed to go to work!

I never talked to anyone about political things in those days. I married and had a family. My husband and I worked hard, and we managed to buy a modest home and have long weekend vacations with our young family. The children grew and flourished in many ways. We thought of ourselves as middle class … until the recession in the late 70’s and well into the 80’s. Wow! That was an experience!

Interest rates climbed to twenty-two percent on our mortgage, and we lost our home. More important, our family felt the sting of those years as we were forced to move frequently; one son in particular had to wear the same suit his brother had worn to his graduation, except it didn’t fit the younger one properly, and we couldn’t afford another suit. That still hurts my heart in ways I can’t describe in words. He was justifiably angry and resentful.

It was in those years, that I became brave and bold. I decided to look into past politics and figure out why the majority of people are always struggling financially. When I began to dig in places I hadn’t even known and existed, I found more than I had bargained for. Fortunately, I also found people who knew more about historic and past events, which had, for the most part, been kept under wraps.

Here I am today. I want to tell people that their struggles are unavoidable because that’s the way higher-power persons want it. Of course, we may contribute to our own misery, but most often, the tougher things get, the poorer the decisions are that stressed-out people make. For the common condition to change for the better, people have to demand more control over their own lives. People have to become skeptical and political, and that does not mean voting. It means becoming engaged in politics at the ground level. Learn about where money comes from; discover the lies and deceit that are buried deep in the bowels of governments, such as parliamentary privilege. Learn to read government bills and statutes. Most important of all, talk to your families and friends. There are many more of ‘us’ than there are of ‘them.’ We can win this battle!