The Changing Role of the CIO
The Changing Role of the CIO
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The Changing Role of the CIO
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For decades now, countries and animal right groups around the globe have put Canada in the top the “animal rights” perpetrators list. Most of these accusations come from Canada’s Seal hunting regulations and some videos / pictures that came out to the light on how hunters kill these animals to satisfy a (mostly European) fur demand.
In last week’s edition of The Economist, an article was published related to the endorsement of a European ban to any trade on seal products, these are some facts and fragments of such a great piece of objective journalism:
“On May 5th MEPs (Members of the European Parliament), suddenly disgusted by the cruelty of people far away hunting seals, voted to endorse a ban on the trade of seal products, most of which come from Canada. Their hypocritical recommendation, which still has to be approved by the European Commission and Council, isn’t even much good for the seals.”
The estimated number of seals that die per year (not by mauling from a polar bear but by a gun shot) is estimated to be in the 300 000 figure. Environmental organizations (such as WWF) argue that the Canadian hunt is professional and regulated, but the debate here is not whether is right or not to kill animals by pleasure, which I TOTALLY oppose and condemn, it is the hypocrisy of some European politicians.
The article mention that a few seals are killed to protect fish (isn’t that mother’s nature job?), other as a source of blubber or food but most are indeed killed for their fur.
Some facts:
- Europe’s fur farms produce over 30 million Mink and fox pelts a year
- Every four or five days, Europe kills more animals for their fur than the entire annual Canadian hunt does in a year
“… Seal hunting sounds unfair; but Europeans politicians are reluctant to ban the hunting of similarly defenseless game birds, deer or wild board”
The main question they post is: “Why did the European Parliament overlook all this?” the answer is simple, elections are around the corner and it is easier to attack seal-murdering foreigners to gain sympathy among European animal-welfare groups than propose measures to eliminate, for real, the hunting problem as a whole in order to protect animals everywhere, including their backyard.
Ok, question of the day, What the heck happened to my blog?
Fact #1: I think the number of readers of this blog went down from few hundreds per month to maybe one per quarter, me.
Fact #2: And you know? it is all my fault, when I started this blog I had the idea of sharing my experiences related to my constant travels and adventures as a consultant with friends and family. Everything was going fine, I used to post on a frequent basis, (not like lychees, but enough to consider myself a blogger) and I loved it until Facebook became part of my daily life.Fact #3: Facebook
But, Why Facebook? Why some people claim that Facebook as the worst thing in the world? Well, I’m not there yet for sure, I certainly love the thing, but what happened is that at the beginning Facebook was the novelty for me & my friends, I gave it 2 months of my attention before “something else” showed up, but almost 2 years after the day that Rafa forced me to join and left my blog floating in the internet, I decided that it was time for me to go back into the blogger world, so here I am.
Most of you have been tracking the changes in my life through Facebook, but for those of you that have no idea where I am, I live in Canada now, the land of the Maple and the noble Beaver, the second biggest land on earth and the 130th less populated, Calgary to be more exact.
So, why am I writing again if I surrender to the power of the Facebook status, well, I’ve been thinking about the hundreds of things I want to share based on what i see, think, read and hear and I guess Fbook is not enough for some reasons:
- My Status can change several times a day
- If you missed 2 days of facebook, you maybe missed stupid things I post like the fact that “I was looking for 4 Mexicans to create the first Mexican Curling team to compete in the Winter Olympics”
- Most companies have facebook blocked
- People add & add & add friends, so, it is hard for me to share what I want to share and make sure the people I care read it
So, what’s going to be new here? Well, I’ll stop talking about my travels, well., I still travel a lot, pretty much every week (I’ve been on a plane 65 of the last 75 weeks) but now I’ll concentrate my efforts on places, day to day things, news, opinion and Global affairs. And the most important change, it will be 100% in English, why? because I need to improve my writing communication skills before 2011 that I will do my MBA.
Said that, welcome to my new blog, and thanks for reading this :)
Cuando planée este viaje por primera vez hace dos o tres años, Roma era una de las 3 ciudades que iban estar en mi viaje pasara lo que pasara. Cuando era niño me prometí una vez que iría a Roma en mi primer viaje a Europa, no se bien porqué pero siempre había querido ir, la cultura italiana siempre me ha llamado, su comida, vinos, películas (alguna vez vieron Malena?), idioma, música y tantas fotos que había visto. En fin, todo empezó la tarde de un 6 de Mayo, al empezar a caminar hacia la Fontana de Trevi sentí por primera vez el poder imperial de esta ciudad, impactante al momento de solo pensarlo y avallasador al vivirlo. | When I 1st planned this trip like 2 or 3 years ago, Roma was one of the 3 cities that had to be part of this adventure whatever it took. Everything started when I was a kid, I promised myself that the first time I go to Europe I was going to go to Rome, I don't really know why but I have always felt attracted to the Italian culture, the food, wines, movies (did you ever watch Malena?), the language, music and countless pictures I've seen. Everything started one evening, May the 6th to be more precise, when I started walking through Fontana di Trevi I felt for the 1st time the imperial power of this city, amazing just to think about it, breathtaking and overwhelming at the moment of living it. The next stop was the Coliseum, the original name was "Anfiteatro Flavio" but it took today's name (Coliseum) when the emperor Neron put his statue in the front of colossal proportions and people referred to it as "Coloseo". |




Barcelona fue la ciudad que visité después de Paris. Para ser honesto, no tenía la más mínima intención de ir, pero después de que Kamila, Naoli, Aneta, Pere e innumerable cantidad de personas me metieran la ciudad en la cabeza, decidí comprar un billete de Paris a Barcelona. Cuando llegué lo primero que me agradó fue el español, ya extrañaba ser yo el que dominara la lengua y no el que tenía que entender costumbres, frases y formas de comunicarse. Me quedé en el departamento que mi compañía tiene para consultores, Aneta fue mi host y aunque ella tuvo que irse al día siguiente, la pasamos super esa noche. Fuimos a cenar a Las Ramblas y caminé por Parc Gueil y la Sagrada Familia. Los demás días no fueron lo mejor, me enfermé espantosamente, igual el agua europea o que se yo… Me dio todo lo dable (calentura, panza, mareos, insomnio, fiebre, todo) y además llovió para acabarla de amolar, horrible…. Pero a pesar de todo el viernes vi a Majo, una muy buena amiga de la prepa y me llevo a cenar unos “pinchos” que son como las tapas españolas, pero ya ven que a los catalanes todo lo que suena a España les da roña, entonces crearon su propia versión de las tapas. La vdd es una ciudad muy bonita, vale mucho la pena, la arquitectura en ciertos momentos me recordaba a las colonias antiguas de la ciudad de México. Definitivamente la recomiendo peor desafortunadamente no fue la mejor parte de mi viaje… Habrá que regresar a la patria madre para agarrar ese sabor que no encontré en 3 días. | Barcelona was the city I visited after Paris. To be honest, I wasn't planning to go but after Kamila, Naoli, Aneta and few other people insisted I must add it to my trip and put the city in my thoughts, I agreed to buy a plane ticket from Paris to here and I don't regret it. When I arrived, the 1st thing I liked was that I could speak spanish again, I missed being me the one who could speak without worrying about slang, idioms and different languages. I stayed in MicroStrategy's apartment, the one the company has for consultants in Barcelona with my dear friend Aneta, what a great host, she took me for dinner that night to Ramblas and we had terrific times. During the day I toured Parc Gueil and Sagrada Familia, AWESOME The following days were not the best ones ever, I got super sick of every known sickness (fever, headache, stomachache, everything...) and if that wasn't enough it rained horrible, it was pouring and even with that I saw Majo, a very good friend from Highschool, she took me for some Pinchos, the Catalan version of the tapas (they refuse to have anything to do with Spain and they created their own version of tapas he he) It is a very beautiful city, a trip very well deserved and highly recommended, some of the streets reminded me Mexico City, the architecture its awesome but I definitely need to go back there and to Spain (madre patria) to get that "something" that I missed and I didn't get in 3 days. |
París París París... Que decir acerca de la belleza de una de las ciudades mas características de la raza humana. Para mi, París marcó el inicio de mi viaje, el principio del descubrimiento del viejo mundo, un sueño anhelado por dos décadas hecho realidad, la concepción de muchas horas de escuela, trabajo y largas noches... Por fin llegue. París..
Cuando venía en el avión, me costaba trabajo pensar lo que estaba por experimentar, como la mayoría de ustedes saben, este viaje que hice fue el primero a Europa, y un grupo más selecto sabe que es la 3era vez que lo intentaba, las otras dos por X Y Z o W, estando a dos de subirme al avión, simplemente NO se pudo, pero esta vez nada se interpuso en el camino.
Definitivamente Paris está en un empate junto con Londres y Roma como una de las 3 grandes ciudades de Europa y de la historia de la humanidad, pero, que significó para Armando?
Bueno, antes que nada ya sabía a lo que iba, tantos y tantos amigos que conocía que habían ido, fotografías que había visto, películas y tantas cosas vistas y escuchadas y efectivamente, verlo con tus propios ojos es una experiencia de vida. Por el otro lado, Paris no fue la ciudad que mas me gustó, pero momento, no estoy diciendo que no sea una de las mas bellas de Europa, no no, pero sabía a lo que iba, vi lo sabía que iba ver, no mas no menos, quizás me faltó vivir ahí unos meses como varios de mis amigos para encontrarle esa “magia” que la haga estar en mi top 1 de ciudad no creen? En fin, cosas que recordar de Paris (Relacionadas a mis notas anteriores)
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Los parisinos, no los conocí… jajajaja solo conocí gente de todas partes, será que se esconden, o será que no se mueven por las zonas turísticas, que se yo, o será que son todos aquellos franceses mal fibrosos que no querían tomarme fotos?? Mejor me quedo con la idea que no los conocí no?
- Mis momentos favoritos de Paris fueron: Atardecer en Pont Neuf, cenar con Gabriel y Gerardo, encontrarme a Abraham, la comida (cara hasta la madre), las crepas callejeras y sus cafesitos donde vas y te tomas un espresso y no te paran jeta si te quedas horas a contemplar la nada, I loved it.
Respecto al arte, lo siento, soy naco, solo entré a 1 museo y básicamente entré el día que era gratis, 2 horas antes de que cerraran y solo vi la Mona lisa y la Venus de Milo (si adivinaron, es el Louvre), ah y por supuesto, la foto afuera de la pirámide, básica.

