Tim Hudak is a boob. And if that means Kathleen Wynne gets re-elected, don’t blame me. It wasn’t my idea. Click here to read the rest.
Lately I’m having trouble taking the news seriously. Perhaps you’d care to join me. Click here to read the rest.
When it rains in northeastern France, to this day, bits and pieces of the First World War come to the surface. And to this day, people collect them, clean then, exhibit them and honour them. Remembrance does not fade with the passing years. Click here to read the rest.
It’s very nice to come to France and have my preconceptions confirmed. Non, non, don’t look at me like that. I mean in a good way. Click here to read the rest.
Easter is about death and resurrection. Also you get little candy eggs because life should be fun. But it is fitting that it was on Easter 1917, rising from the grotesque mass slaughter of the First World War, that Canada became a nation at Vimy Ridge. Click here to read the rest.
The shock and sorrow that greeted Jim Flaherty’s sudden death are a tribute to the genuine warmth he brought to the often cold and ugly world of politics. He deserves to be remembered for his grit, kindness and the twinkle in his eye. But his legacy was not what they claim. Click here to read the rest.
Heartbleed scares me. Internet weaknesses really are big news, unlike a lot of things that get headlines. So our reaction scares me even more. Click here to read the rest.
With Vladimir Putin drooling over the rest of Ukraine the plan seems to be to stick our tongues out at him. Laden with sententious rhetoric, to be sure. But we can’t shake our fist at him because we haven’t got one. Click here to read the rest.