In like a lamb or a lion? It’s March in Ontario politics

March starts as neither a lamb nor a lion, but with a fascinating report. It suggests Tim Hudak has trouble – but, then again, if the Ontario PCs move decisively ahead in the polls, the dough they need will be found and/or freed up.  Bankers like winners, of any stripe.

(And spending more money, of course, isn’t what wins every campaign. If that were so, Mitt Romney would President, this morning, and not Barack Obama.)

What’s absent from the report is what the Ontario NDP is thinking. With one opponent lagging in fundraising, and the other lagging in popular support, they can be forgiven for feeling a bit bullish, as an uncertain March makes it debut.


Child pornography, real or imagined, is hate pornography

There can be no defence of it, in any context.

My long-held view:

“Possession of child pornography, whether the product of a camera or one’s imagination, does two terrible things. First, it legitimizes the sexualization of children. Decades of expert analysis shows that child pornography more than occasionally prompts pedophiles to attack children.

Secondly, as any student of capitalism will know, the desire to possess something inevitably creates a market. In this terrible case, the product of Robin Sharpe’s dark imagination creates an actual market for his ilk to violate, and destroy, those children Justice Southin referred to – the ones found on the dirty back streets of Brazil.”

That said, I’ll be fascinated to see who condemns Flanagan tomorrow. Particularly the ones who have previously published, say, this guy.


Code

My son taught himself code when he was 13. He’s really good at it, now.

But he has more to learn, he says, and he there’s no high school in Toronto that teaches it, from what we can see. If there was, we’d send him there in a minute.

In the meantime, he shared this video with me in the hope that I would share it with you. He thinks the Americans are way ahead of us on this (and they are).

Bonus: Chris Bosh codes!


My apologies to Kingston

…I’m not there today to speak at Queen’s.

The weather hasn’t been particularly cooperative, this week. But the main reason is Son One.

That hit that he got at the London tournament, weeks ago? The one that did not result in any call by the ref?

Turns out his hip was fractured. So we finally got in to Sick Kid’s only today to see a specialist. Been waiting for a long time.

So, my apologies to those in Kingston who wanted to meet.

And my apologies to those who think kid’s hockey is in any way sane.

It isn’t.