In Flander’s Fields
Harper Conservatives plead guilty (updated)
UPDATE: Regular Conservative commentator Gord Tulk is attempting to minimize these guilty pleas and sentences by suggesting sponsorship was worse. Here’s what I wrote, and still feel, about sponsorship.
No biggie. His finger would only be on the button, is all.
Three handsome guys at the diner
Let the Sunshine in (or out, depending on your point of view)
One of the feminist bloggers I link to, GritChik, has objected to the Sunshine girl tradition at the Sun, now in its fortieth year:
“So, a recent “Sunshine Girl” is headed to the pages of Hustler magazine. Must be a proud moment for her. I admit, I clicked the link in the article that took me to her November 4th appearance in the tabloid. And saw her posing in a barely-there bra and transparent panties.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m no prude. And I believe that, at it’s best, nudity is an art form. At it’s worst it’s exploitative, degrading and damaging (to both men and women). We live in a hyper-sexualized society in which 3 year-olds are entering beauty pageants dressed as the Julia Roberts’ hooker character from Pretty Woman, complete with blonde wig and thigh-high leather boots. Girls, barely out of their teens (if we’re lucky), grace us from the cover of main stream men’s magazines with come-hither eyes and the suggestion that she would like you to join her in the bed she’s rolling around in.”
Way, way back at the dawn of time, when I was a journalism student at Carleton, Peter Worthington was invited to speak to us. When it came time for questions and answers, I challenged him on the whole Page Three Sunshine girl thing, saying it (a) wasn’t necessary, given the abundance of similar stuff elsewhere (said stuff which is even more readily available now); and (b), it probably wasn’t something a lot of journos at the Sun would like to see continue. Mr. Worthington was good-humoured about it all, and genially defended the feature.
The Sunshine Girl is no longer on page three, but she’s still around. And the video of Mme. Bourbonnais’ recent visit is a real eye-opener, to say the least.
What do you think, Dear Readers? Is GritChik right? Or do you favour seeing more of Mme. Bourbonnais?
(Not that there’s much more to see, as you will see.)
Someone’s hiring
…I’m told.
“We’re looking for someone with a Liberal pedigree, significant knowledge of the players at Queen’s Park, great writing and strategic skills, and bilingualism wouldn’t hurt. Toronto location.”
If you know such a person, contact.
Remembrance
NDP not ready for the big leagues
In today’s Sun: of conservatives
So, what the hell is a conservative, anyway?
Good question. Hacks and flaks use the word all the time, these days to describe political parties, to describe politicians, to describe someone’s position on the ideological spectrum. Because conservatives increasingly dominate our politics at all levels — federally, locally, and everywhere in between — the word gets used a lot.
But is it the right word? Are the people being called “conservative” (mainly by journalists, because journalists are in the shorthand business) truly “conservative?” Like I say, it’s a crucial question, because we indisputably live in a conservative era.
In Europe, for the first time in generations, conservative political parties tower over the landscape. David Cameron in Britain, Angela Merkel in Germany, Nicolas Sarkozy in France, Silvio Berlusconi in Italy — along with conservative dominance in Finland, Sweden, Denmark, the Netherlands, Austria, Poland and Belgium.
The European Union, its present economic predicament aside, has been a conservative union since 2005. One of the few socialists, Greek Prime Minister George Papandreou, quit this week.