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Showing posts with label cancer. Show all posts
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Monday, August 1, 2016

We are saddened by THE LOSS OF BRENDA ALBERTS



Brenda Alberts, the owner of the Birthplace of B.C. Gallery in Fort Langley, has died. She passed away peacefully late Monday after a brief struggle with cancer. She championed the work of local artists. We grieve with her husband Kurt and his family. A celebration of Brenda Albert’s life will be held on Thursday, Aug. 18 at 2 p.m. at Christian Life Assembly, 21277 56 Ave, Langley. In lieu of flowers, the family has requested that donations be made to Langley Hospice. (Photo by Roxanne Hooper, Langley Advance) - Gallery website: https://birthplaceofbcgallery.wordpress.com

Thursday, March 7, 2013

DOUG CHRISTIE - MAN OF MERCY

"I am placing Joseph Brean's stellar piece about a man whom I came to respect so much when I watched him help people who had nothing to give him in return. He helped to get them their four children after four years of foster care. He is a hero, a gentleman, a man of mercy."


‘It’s the end of everything’: Defender of hatemongers, free speech fighting terminal liver cancer
Joseph Brean | 13/02/24 | Last Updated: 13/02/24 11:31 PM ET
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John Major, for National Post
Douglas H. Christie has made a career of representing clients in landmark Canadian hate speech and war crime trials.

Douglas H. Christie, the so-called Battling Barrister, counsel to almost every prominent Canadian hatemonger of the last thirty years, from John Ross Taylor to Ernst Zundel, has advanced liver cancer and is not expected to live more than six months. He is not being treated, and has withdrawn from the defense of Arthur Topham, a British Columbia man facing trial on a rare charge of wilful promotion of hatred.

“If the doctors are right, it’s the end of everything,” Mr. Christie said yesterday from his bed at home in Victoria, B.C.

The illness marks the close of a remarkable legal career that has seen Mr. Christie stand up for freedom of speech, even in defense of the most vile propaganda and often illegal racist incitement, everywhere from human rights tribunals to the Supreme Court of Canada. As such, it leaves a gaping hole in Canada’s legal scene.

“I don’t know anybody that’s willing to take these on with the type of commitment I think is necessary, because it certainly is a costly process, in time, in effort, and in reputation,” he said, and compared himself to Father Damien, a sainted 19th century Belgian priest who cared for people with leprosy in Hawaii.

You become associated with your clients and, as Father Damien found, eventually you become a leper

“You become associated with your clients and, as Father Damien found, eventually you become a leper,” he said.

Mr. Christie’s clients make up a rogues’ gallery of racism in Canada and their cases mark the limits of Canada’s uniquely compromising approach to the regulation of hate. They include John Ross Taylor, whose failed defense by Mr. Christie at the Supreme Court in 1990 remains the precedent on which hate speech cases are still argued, and Ernst Zundel, the Holocaust denier whose case saw the criminal law against “false news” struck down as unconstitutional.

As head of his Canadian Free Speech League, Mr. Christie also played an important intervenor role in the hate tribunal of FreedomSite webmaster Marc Lemire, in which the internet hate-speech section of the Canadian Human Rights Act was also judged to run afoul of the Charter right to free speech.

His first big hate case was against Jim Keegstra, a teacher and former mayor of Eckville, Alberta, who was charged in 1984 with promoting hatred by spreading anti-Semitic conspiracy theories to high school students. The Alberta Court of Appeal overturned the conviction because pursuing a defense of truth placed too high a burden on the accused, but it was reinstated by the Supreme Court, in a 1990 analysis that remains the legal benchmark.

“At that time, it was a novel proposition to prosecute people for what they said,” Mr. Christie said. Criminal hate laws had been on the books since the 1960s, but were effectively dormant, and Keegstra “was the first case in which the state felt it was entitled to criminalize persons on the basis of what they sincerely believed.”

Since then, Mr. Christie has been spoiled for choice. He represented Michael Seifert, a Nazi SS guard whom Canada extradited to Italy in 2008 for gruesome concentration camp murders, and Imre Finta, acquitted in 1990 in Canada’s first war crimes prosecution.

He saw disgraced native leader David Ahenakew through to an acquittal for his anti-Semitic comments, which was a cause of embarrassment for the Saskatchewan Crown. “It’s quite a mixed bag when you charge a visible minority person with a hate crime, because the only people who are supposed to be haters are white people,” Mr. Christie said.
TYLER BROWNBRIDGE / Postmedia News FIlesDouglas Christie

His most famous client of all was Zundel, a German who was barred from arguing the “truth” of his holocaust denial theories as a defense against a human rights complaint, and he later represented Zundel’s reactionary protege, Wolfgang Droege, whose Heritage Front brought racial violence to the streets of Toronto.

The roster also includes some quirks, such as the Ontario gentleman who does not believe the constitution permits the government to collect taxes from him.

Perhaps inevitably, Mr. Christie has been accused of being a fellow traveller with racists, and defending them because he shares their beliefs. As such, he stands as an extreme case study in whether it is fair to judge a lawyer by his clients.

In 1993, the Law Society of Ontario dropped misconduct charges over his defense of Zundel and Finta, but the chair of its discipline panel nevertheless issued a report saying Mr. Christie “made common cause with a small, lunatic, anti-Semitic fringe element in our society.”

He also sued a B.C. broadcaster, Gary Bannerman, in 1990 for saying that he has “aligned himself so many times with these perverted monsters that he has to be viewed as one himself.” Mr. Christie lost on grounds of fair comment, at both trial and appeal. Another libel suit was successful, to the tune of $30,000 in 1984, against a journalist who described Mr. Christie’s failed separatist political venture, the Western Canada Concept, as an “Alberta version of the Ku Klux Klan.”

“Anybody who knows me knows that I treat all people fairly and I don’t discriminate against individuals on the basis of any race, religion, etc.,” Mr. Christie said in the interview. “But to the vast majority who have only heard about me, they would definitely get that impression.”

In 2006, the Law Society of British Columbia found he committed professional misconduct by counseling a client to prepare subpoenas on his own, but the penalty was a modest fine and $20,000 in legal costs, as he had acted out of “stress and excessive zeal to help his client, rather than from desire for personal gain.”

Zeal has always been a mark of the Christie approach to hate defense.

He was literally the loudest person in the room on a fateful day in Ottawa in 2008 when revelations about investigatory practices at the Canadian Human Rights Commission blew the Section 13 hate speech debate wide open, and set the stage for its eventual repeal. Forced to deal with minor objections, Mr. Christie hollered that he had flown all the way from Victoria and he was not going to abide the CHRC’s “obstruction” of his cross-examination.

Otherwise, he has a soft and measured demeanour, eloquent to the point of verbosity on legal issues, and known for rhetorical flourishes. But for the trademark cowboy hat, he can seem almost professorial.

He pins much of the blame for Canada’s legal unease over hatred on multiculturalism, which forced judges into awkward balancing acts at the expense of fundamental values.

“I think it boils down to the fact that judges desire, in large measure, to be seen as tolerant and relatively popular, and the opinions of people like Mr. Zundel and Mr. Taylor are seen as intolerant and unpopular,” he said. “Therefore it becomes a difficult matter for a judge to hold in favour of someone who is publicly so perceived.”

Mr. Christie is married to Keltie Zubko and has two children, a son in law school and a daughter in engineering.

National Post
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Thursday, January 8, 2009

QUINN DUNBAR

A NEW LEARNING Something about our age that makes Christine and me sensitive to children becoming ill and dying before reaching maturity and fulfilling adult dreams. Quinn Dunbar died on New Year’s Day. He was twelve years of age. We knew Quinn when he was a small boy. The Dunbar family attends the church that I pastored seven years ago. When we heard the news, Christine and I were deeply saddened for his family. We also reflected on how Quinn has lived for these years.

 Quinn was six years old when on September 2002 he was diagnosed with a Medullablastoma Brain Tumor the size of a tennis ball. There was surgery and chemo and radiation. Then cancer was in his spine and there were more treatments. He suffered blindness in one eye, hearing loss in one ear, damaged thyroid and compromised growth. In 2005 when the Dunbars were believing that Quinn was cured they learned he had another tumor in his brain and one on his spine. He began another fifteen months of oral chemo. As 2007 dawned some growth of his brain tumor compelled the Dunbars to go to Detroit for radiosurgery yet by October of ’07 there were more tumors and another Detroit trip. He became unbalanced, used a walker and a wheelchair and he coped courageously. Dan Ferguson of the Surrey Leader wrote a neat account on January 7 and stated that Quinn never uttered a complaint.

  His mother’s faithful journal account that you can read yourself informs us that his parents Dave and Suzanne made sure that Quinn got to do as many neat things as he had strength to do including trips to Disneyland, Hawaii, Florida, Niagara Falls, Mexico, Nova Scotia and Prince Edward Island. That’s Dave and Quinn in Anne of Green Gables look-alike wigs. He also flew in a hot air balloon and glider and zip-lined and bungee-jumped. I read in Suzanne's journal that being an avid hockey fan, Quinn met Todd Bertuzzi and Gordie Howe, Trevor Linden and Matt Cooke.

Dave and Suzanne and sisters Kayla and Marissa, and two Grandmas miss Quinn and his smile so much. A Celebration of His Life is planned for January 18 at 3 PM at the Bell Centre for the Performing Arts when all who were touched by this good boy can honour him. His story and his journey are carefully recounted at a website dedicated to him. You go to this page, register your email address and write Quinn Dunbar in the appropriate boxes on this www.caringbridge.org website.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Bone Marrow Transplant, child hood cancer,

A NEW LEARNING
A few days ago I wrote back to back blog entries that were entitled # 'Stolen Story? What if I am a Poacher!', and # 'Poachers Anonymous'. I comically addressed a matter that troubled me. Within one chapter of a manuscript for a children's novel which I have written there is a story of a brother's generous gift of love to his desperately ill sister. On one occasion he gave his blood via transfusion, and on another his bone marrow in a transplant. I wrote the manuscript twelve years ago and then shelved it after eighteen publishers sent me rejection slips. Unsolicited work isn't welcomed warmly by fully committed publishers. It's a good story and I will immodestly tell you that it is written well, because it is. Within the past year I have been encouraged to dust it off and publish it. I believe I will. If the one tiny story that develops the character of the brother was truly something that was less a product of my creativity and more a poaching of a legend that has been championed for decades, I wouldn't be proud of that. I came up empty when with a sincere effort I tried to recall why I had included the reference to the blood transfusion.

Then today, a news article spoke of a young woman who had cancer when she was seven years old and now she is 28 and who involved as a researcher in cancer cure initiatives. I recognized her name and her family's pain when back in 1987 the battle first began. The Bartley family belonged to the church that I pastored. And suddenly I realized with comfort that Naomi Bartley and her nine year old brother Nathan were the stimuli for my story. He was a perfect match as a donor for marrow for his sister. It was a true and touching story that had guided my writing. It was not an invented story of legendary proportion concocted to jerk tears.

Now I want you to become familiar the valiant efforts of this twenty-year survivor as she raises funds through Naomi's Hope Chest. CBC has produced a two part documentary called 'The Cost of Survival.' It chronicles Naomi's Hope for a Cure which is committed to raising funds to support research for new and less harmful childhood cancer therapies. As a girl she collected little hope chests. Now she has received the help of artists like Robert Bateman to paint collector chests for a fundraising auction. You can watch the CBC pieces on this page.