The history of time is missing a few historic moments
Great video, but it’s missing a few critical moments in the Earth’s history:
- 2014: SFH release ‘Mayor On Crack’
- 2013: SFH release ‘WDYHM’
- 1980: The Hot Nasties instigate a riot at the Calgary Stampede
- 1979: Warren hangs out with Joe Strummer
- 1960: The Warren Child is born unto the world, and the first Festival of Joy begins
Oh, and that video is here.
Fourteen reasons
…why we still need effective gun safety laws.
- Geneviève Bergeron (born 1968), civil engineering student
- Hélène Colgan (born 1966), mechanical engineering student
- Nathalie Croteau (born 1966), mechanical engineering student
- Barbara Daigneault (born 1967), mechanical engineering student
- Anne-Marie Edward (born 1968), chemical engineering student
- Maud Haviernick (born 1960), materials engineering student
- Maryse Laganière (born 1964), budget clerk in the École Polytechnique’s finance department
- Maryse Leclair (born 1966), materials engineering student
- Anne-Marie Lemay (born 1967), mechanical engineering student
- Sonia Pelletier (born 1961), mechanical engineering student
- Michèle Richard (born 1968), materials engineering student
- Annie St-Arneault (born 1966), mechanical engineering student
- Annie Turcotte (born 1969), materials engineering student
- Barbara Klucznik-Widajewicz (born 1958), nursing student
The NRA are terrorists
TBT @ QM
Adler-Kinsella Show: San Bernardino and babysitters
Dear America
The Internet: a vanity press for the deranged
I think you forgot to do spacing. And spelling. And grammar. And context. https://t.co/T81pEcXiLk
— Warren Kinsella (@kinsellawarren) December 2, 2015
We wish you a Bad Brains Christmas
This is probably ancient, but I only saw it this morning. My God, it’s brilliant. Charlie Brown, via the Bad Brains’ ‘Pay To Cum.’
Matt Galloway and Errol Nazareth, this is for you. Genius.
Syrian refugees, David Price and choices
Two things preyed on my mind, last night. One was news accounts like this one, describing what Syrian refugees are presently experiencing:
And then there was this:
The person spoke on condition of anonymity Tuesday night because the deal — the largest ever for a pitcher — is pending a physical. It is expected to be announced on Friday, the person told the AP.
Son Three and I debated – or at least discussed – this juxtaposition this morning, on the way in, listening to CBC’s Metro Morning. He’s a bit of a jock, my son, so he was able to delineate the two worlds. The baseball player world, and the Syrian refugee world.
I can’t, and I couldn’t. And don’t get me wrong: like everyone else, I had heard Price was a great addition to the Jays’ late-season roster, that he was a team leader, that he was an inspiration in the locker room, and so on. As a Red Sox fan, I’m happy to see them become a contender.
But $217 million U.S. – nearly $300 million Canadian? Seriously?
I don’t know how many Syrian refugees $300 million would sponsor, but it’s obviously a lot. And, as I said to Son Three, what angers me – what truly sickens me – is not David Price. What disgusts me are the choices we make, as a society. It’s insane: nearly $300 million to play a kids’ game, a few months out of the year. While millions of actual kids are living worse than stray dogs, over in the Middle East, year after year.
I know, I know: I’m making a false comparison. They’re different things. Apples and oranges. But that’s not how I look at the political and personal choices we make. To me, they’re always connected. They say something about us.
Anyway, you get my point (I hope). This morning we wrote a big cheque out to the good folks at Jewish Immigration Aid Services, to assist them in their noble effort to sponsor Syrian refugee families. I was connected with them by my friend Gary Gladstone. (And, to me, it is worth noting that one of the most enthusiastic supporters of Muslim Syrian refugees is a group of Jewish Canadian citizens.)
We can’t undo the David Price deal, I suppose, but we can make a different choices.
Among other things, it’s the only way to remain sane.


