... with help from my mom's new sofa SO I'M SITTING ON MY BALCONY WITH A friend of my friend. The friend of my friend is black, and as we small-talk each other he tells me that he's Canadian, having been born here of parents who emigrated here from Jamaica. This seems totally right and … Continue reading Conservatives finally broke the world…
Category: Rants
I’m Just So Very Much NOT Hysterical About Notre-Dame de Paris
Let's burn the rest of them down, too. Please—don't pray for us. YES, GENTLE READERS, TODAY'S THEME IS "disasters, real or imagined" and to kick off, I must apologize for my absence from these bloggy parts during the last few weeks. You know how much I crave your attention, and the very quickest among you … Continue reading I’m Just So Very Much NOT Hysterical About Notre-Dame de Paris
Lectins: Just In Case You Thought It Was Safe To Eat Something
Maybe... frosting? Mummy Lectin, Little Lectin, Daddy Lectin I HAD A BRIEF ACTING CAREER, beginning in London, England, in the late nineteen-eighties and continuing in Toronto in the early to mid nineteen-nineties, and the scary quotes around acting are so much a given that I spared myself the trouble of including them. In London I … Continue reading Lectins: Just In Case You Thought It Was Safe To Eat Something
A Case of Dementia in Squirrels
lost: a few nuts randomly buried under the Statue of Fuckery WHATEVER YOU POST IN AN INTERNET FORUM, no matter how bat-shit insane or obviously fueled by malice, becomes instantly and indisputably true, provided you make your case with the absolute conviction of a Supreme Court justice and the fire and brimstone of a born-again … Continue reading A Case of Dementia in Squirrels
Serious two-bite brownie habit
David discovers homophobia under the right's opposition to the Ontario sex education curriculum; and wonders if the AIDS crisis of the '80's and the death of an older generation of gay male mentors is the real reason for a douchebag generation of the sexually awful.
How Much is a [Gay] Life Worth?
twenty-five years with the possibility of parole Bruce McArthur will be 91 when he is able to apply for parole. CREDIT: Pam Davies/CBC Bruce McArthur, the serial killer who targeted gay men in Toronto from 2010 to 2017 — yes, for eight years — and who evaded capture even after being brought in for questioning as a suspect in 2013, … Continue reading How Much is a [Gay] Life Worth?
Global warming: Real but “not existential?” Seriously?
Even worse than the deniers are "experts" who downplay the crisis. Mexico Beach, Florida, showing destruction by Hurricane MichaelCredit: David Goldman/AP Dear Scientific Expert: you have scientific cred like nobody’s business, yet you get all rolly-eyed on climate change. That’s what I don’t get. As far as I understand, and I understand maybe slightly more than … Continue reading Global warming: Real but “not existential?” Seriously?
In Defence of Deviance
Toronto's PRIDE 2017 celebrated diversity and inclusion. Yet some people—even some gay men—still think that's a shame. Men, men, men! Not a flicker of humor in a back room full of us! Forever shooting our wads, then rolling away from the damp spot and falling asleep; forever forgetting that ejaculation is for Christmas, but a snuggle … Continue reading In Defence of Deviance
I think my being poor is the result of gluten sensitivity. ‘Cause it couldn’t be the Rooneys.
Many so-called people, perhaps even you, seem stuck on the extremely random idea that the reason I have no money is that I don't have a job. This is the kind of low-life, white trash, neo-liberal cant I'm forced to deal with these days. The mouth-breathers who spout this kind of nonsense, when not being Heimlich'd … Continue reading I think my being poor is the result of gluten sensitivity. ‘Cause it couldn’t be the Rooneys.
The “Our” of His Death.
Revised May 13, 2016. Rob Ford. Rob Ford is on my mind. God and all the friggin' archangels help me. That's at least two brain cells gone forever. As erstwhile Mayor of Toronto, Ford exhibited the frustration, temper and childish resentment of someone who had been placed in a position whose responsibilities he knew he wasn't … Continue reading The “Our” of His Death.