Now that you have turned to the second page (February) of  your expensive calander, admit it: you could have done better. Maybe that ugly thing on the wall was gift from a non-favorite aunt. I confess I threw away the calender from some kindly consulting company—its photos were bad shots of old underground workings that existed long before the company’s founders were born. For a mere twenty-five percent of the original price I bought a calander to my liking, Serious Nonsence, covers from the New Yorker. Some wag said this blog is just serious nonsence, that’s why I like the calender.

If you have the courage to throw away that ugly mining topic calender, consider buying a new one from the Northwest Territories Mining Heritage Society. The topic:  A Comeback in the Making…2007 Yellowknife Women Geoscientists Calender, Geological Superheroines.  This is truly the worst calender I have ever seen. It is so bad I would never part with my copy. This joins my collection of kitch. It hangs in pride in a place, the name of which my mother taught me never to utter in polite company—and she was the daughter and wife of miners. 

I am seldom at loss for words, but this calender stumps me. I cannot possible conjure up words to capture the horror of the poses, the sly humour of the settings, the irony of the situations, and the ghastly aura of it all.  I do hope I am not the only one who cannot take it seriously, for if this is serious, history is doomed, Northwest Territories et al.