How does it go again?
Choose First Class for luxury, Third Class for company.
It’s easy to see where Ganesh stands (sits) on the issue.
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Category Archives: Politics
Macleans Magazine: finally newsworthy
The correction they ran, after emailing all (both?) of their subscribers with the offending article:
And the potentially offensive subject line?
“Why don’t you go f*@! yourself”
In related news, how much joy do you think it gave the Globe and Mail to run that? NOOOOooobody does po-faced intramural sniping like us Canadians.
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but what about Doritos?
Actually, quite a lot of this surprises me. For one thing, my rather well-informed friend informs me that the price quoted for Canada is low, off by about 20% (this is for BC, and it’s logical to assume that provinces which don’t produce enough pot to have a strain named after them charge more for what they have to truck in). For another, I’m quite surprised to see that pot is cheaper in the UK than it is here OR in the Netherlands, which produces quite a lot of their pot. Where the hell are they getting it from, SCOTLAND? or is the IRA giving it to them at a discount (professional courtesy?). Also note that the price quoted for Singapore does not include the price of the bullet with which they execute you. The family pays for that, I hear.
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Molly Ivins on mortality
From the New York Observer article on Molly Ivins‘ NYC memorial service (via Gawker):
The most poignant moments were provided by Eden Lipson, a former Times colleague and one of Ivins’ closest friends.
“A few years ago I finally realized that it was us, the cosmopolitan New Yorkers in the media capitol, with our literary and political gossip and hermetic chattering who were, in fact, provincial,” said Ms. Lipson. “ Molly was the one who saw America large and clear, who out-reported the mainstream media from Austin, who had a balanced and ultimately optimistic view of the world. Molly’s generosity was legendary, but in addition, she was brave. She went on book tours two and half times while on chemotherapy.”
Ms. Lipson was also diagnosed with cancer last year. Before it went into remission, Ivins came to visit her at the hospital. This is what she told her friend:
“Understanding mortality is entirely personal and won’t know it until you face it. The cancer will probably kill you in the end, but moving ahead, do as much as you can . . . until you can’t.”
“And then it’s okay to let go.”
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Let’s all hate Toronto! Wait…WHERE?
Why, you ask…to which I reply, ever been there? Here’s the must-see movie of the year, coming soon to a theatre anywhere but Toronto.
From the movie’s site:
If there’s one thing that truly unites Canadians it’s our national pastime of bashing Toronto. The first film on the subject, Let’s All Hate Toronto is a hilarious tongue-in-cheek road doc. The film follows “Mister Toronto” as he embarks on a coast-to-coats Toronto Appreciation tour, encountering “recovering Torontonians” and those who would be quite happy never to step foot in TO.
Is Toronto really Torauma, Onterrible? Yes, according to a “professional Toronto hater.” And in Calgary they finally discover the answer to a question that has boggled them for ages: why do all the trees point west? (“Because Toronto sucks that much.”)
Now, this all sounds fairly straightforward, and I, of all people, am not one to dismiss something that unites all of our great, yet divided, nation (really, only laughing at Conrad Black comes anywhere near close) but there is one little problem, one teensy thing preventing me from joining in the risibling and the ridiculizing.
What is this “Toronto” of which they speak?
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raincoaster 