Most people agree that advertising on TV is intrusive and pernicious, but few are willing to shell out the money it would take a network like CNN or even our own CBC, heavily subsidized by Canadian tax payers, to stay afloat, exclusively from subscriptions. If you are a consumer of news it is especially galling to be interrupted from the newest, juicy tidbit, of the all-day soap opera, As the World of Donald Trump Turns, by what seems like ten minutes of commercials for every ten seconds of news.
As if we needed reminding, Canadian politics does not take a back seat when it comes to juicy scandals. In the many recent cases of men behaving badly, the long overdue Me Too Movement (“#MeToo”), is showing that, most men have probably sexually harassed women in one form or another at some point in their lives.
I’ve mentioned before, I’m not one to make New Year’s resolutions but this year I feel compelled to do so. This one is much needed, but will test my resolve like no other.
The Christmas miracle for my brother and I never had anything to do with the little baby Jesus or how something extraordinary happened to ordinary people around Christmas, but rather how Santa Clause got in and out of our house without us ever being able to see him. And maybe because we were Polish and didn’t have a chimney, but for some reason we got to open our presents on Christmas Eve rather than Christmas morning like the rest of our friends.
I’m not waiting till I die to donate my body to science, I’m doing it while I’m still very much alive!
Any given day in the back recesses of academe, private research laboratories, and large pharmaceutical companies work continues on cures for the many things which ail us. White frocked researchers labour on remedies affecting the mind and body and the need for living, breathing, healthy or diseased human specimens, to test their many theories on, has never been greater. I’m more than happy to step into the breach.
They didn’t stand a chance! The poor, so called “racists” and “white supremacists” protesting in front of London City Hall a few weeks ago, against what they see as the slow creep of all things Islamic, were, belittled, insulted, shouted down, and in a few instances assaulted in an outpouring of “tolerance.”
There are a multitude of warnings on our highways and byways to be on the lookout for vulnerable, animal populations. Deer crossings, are the most ubiquitous in our neck of the woods, as are moose in Newfoundland.
Politics can make cynics of us all. When you witness, what is transpiring with our neighbours to the south it seems as if “the greatest country in the world” has somehow, overnight, become a third world banana republic and what the consequences for the rest of the world will be are anyone’s guess.
Spring is finally here and thoughts of a fine, sunny, hot, summer, follow in its wake. The days are getting longer, the weather warmer, people are out and about after a long, odd, gray winter and the smell of barbequing is in the air. There’s an annual irritant that seems to coincide, perfectly, with the first signs of spring, and it’s not mosquitoes; I am talking about something more pernicious and annoying: loud motorcycles, (some cars, and trucks can be just as annoying).
While deciding how I might enlighten my readers this month, I didn’t need to look far; our newly minted Prime Minister (well maybe not so new any more) breaking one of his key election promises. I can recall almost verbatim him saying during the campaign, “We are committed to ensuring that the 2015 election will be the last federal election using first-past-the-post.” Fast forward to a few weeks ago: “Changing the electoral system will not be in [our] mandate,” justifying his decision by saying, that after a long consultation process, “a clear prefe