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As I look out my living room window upon Lake Ontario, the calm waters shimmer with the light of the almost full moon. It is peaceful. The last few days she was ferocious and wild as only the Great Lakes of North America can be. We watch as in the distance the large tankers slowly come to the harbour, a number of kilometres west of us, to load up with dry concrete powder at the huge lak side plant. It is hard to believe the anger of a storm can churn waves violent enough to break these massive floating steel wonders like the the Edmond Fitzgerald. Thanks to the ballad written and preformed by our famous Canadian Gordon Lightfoot, the world has learned of one of the lakes most famous tragic maritime disaster. But tonight she is siren. Across the lake, on the other side there is another type of storm. A tempest far more destructive than what nature can throw at us through earth, wind or fire.
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