Rest is for wimps
Got pneumonia, says the doc. Kids, leadership, band, business, book, etc. “Maybe you’re burning it at both ends,” said she.
“Whatever,” said I. “I’ll rest when I’m dead.”
“You’ll be resting soon, then,” said she.
Buzz killer.
Byline, Nov. 21: Twinkies, dope and dopey conservatives
Damerla backs Pupatello!
Another fine Ontario Liberal picks Sandra to be the next Premier!
How many is that, now?
And remember: if you’re planning to vote for Sandra in the Ontario Liberal Leadership race, and you should, you need to register to vote by this Friday.
It’s super easy to do, it only costs $10, and it takes less than two minutes. I promise. If you want to do more, of course, you can pass this here link along to friends and family and sign them up Friday – ie., tomorrow. (Or you can put your name forward to run as a delegate for Sandra. And you should.) First, however, make sure you have registered to vote. You can do so at this link. To register, you need to be 14 or over, and ordinarily resident in Ontario (that’s different than an election, where you have to be 18 and a citizen).
Listen: being able to cast a direct vote for will be the next Premier of Ontario is something that doesn’t happen every week. The last Ontario Liberal leadership was 16 years ago. The last time the Ontario Liberal Party directly selected a sitting Premier was 60 years ago. So get involved now – and, being as insightful as you are, I know you will support Sandra Pupatello!
National horserace numbers/completely baseless speculation open thread
Now, yesterday’s events bummed me right out. But, this foggy morn, I have returned to my usual sunny and optimistic outlook. Thanks, Nanos guy!
What thinkest thou, O wk.com readers? Are the Libs edging back? Is it all fakery? Is it irrelevant? Is Justin Bieber an ongoing stain on our national reputation?
Open thread. Comment away!
10,000
I have 10,000 Twitter followers. Check it out, at @kinsellawarren on the Twitter web thingie.
The 10,000th victim was Kevin Kiley of PEI, whose handle is, er, @KevinKileyPEI. He wins a set of wk.com-branded Ginsu knives, plus an autographed copy of Fight The Right!
This historic milestone was achieved when I was at a meeting of very impressive federal GTA Liberals. I can’t tell you what is going to happen, but I can tell you IT IS GOING TO BE VERY COOL. It may even involve me.
10,000. Wow. I think this Internet thing is catching on.
Cigarette smokers are vile
I knew that would get your attention.
In the linked column, Chris touches on something the media have been raising increasingly, in recent days: cigarette butts being tossed everywhere. They’re most of the litter you see, now.
My question is this: why don’t we ticket people for tossing cigarette butts in the way that we ticket other littering?
Shouldn’t we?
Before you start measuring the drapes in Langevin, Liberals…
Alberta and Libs
I’m an Alberta Liberal, and – despite what MacParland says – I totally and completely deplore what David said. It doesn’t reflect Liberal policy or any other Liberals’ view, whatsoever. No ifs, ands or buts. It was the wrong thing to say.
Ford follies, ad infinitum
My former Carleton U. J-school pal Mandel neatly sums up Rob Ford’s decision to urinate on those who got him where he is:
“Talk about shooting the messenger — and a pretty supportive one at that.
After years of boosting Rob Ford as our man at City Hall, the mayor suddenly turned on the little paper that grew him into a big deal and blamed the Toronto Sun for “misquoting” him in an August 2010 article that has him now fighting a $6-million lawsuit.
Say it ain’t so, big guy. Is this how you treat your friends — by throwing them under the bus when the going gets tough?”
This lunatic lives in an alternate reality; he is a whack job of the highest order. We who write for the Sun, therefore, should not be surprised when he turns on the newspaper that literally created him.
There’s a lesson there for any media organization who gets too friendly with any one politician, of course. But it is also just another day in Toronto, which is a world-class city, led by the world’s biggest ass.