I didn't post on Canada Day because a) no computer, and b) I'm not terribly fond of the Canada looming on the horizon and I don't feel the need to welcome it by eating hot dogs and blowing shit up (Stephen Harper is the new gay ( Read more... )

Hahaha. Oh my god, you guys.

Canadian "poppy coin" culprit behind U.S. spy warning.

(Because, see, we have lots of coloured coinage. The breast cancer quarter has a pink ribbon on it. You can order all kinds of hilarious special edition coins from the RCM--the baby quarter has a rattle on it, there's one with fireworks, one with balloons, one ( Read more... )

So being in the US always makes me feel weird and on-edge. It might be the preliminary interrogation at the border ("And what's that empty cardboard box in the back of your car? Just an empty cardboard box, you say? A likely story!"), it might be the super patriotic stickers on every second car, it might be the fact that I can't really tell the ( Read more... )

I too welcome America's new Democrat Overlords (don't fuck it up again ( Read more... )

"The President isn't just some random guy; he has responsibilities that he willingly embraced. And journalists, too, recognize that they have a special role to play in our political system. And even if they did not, each one of us has got to have some responsibilities for everyone else, even if that means we occasionally pay a higher price, because ( Read more... )