Connecting to the wild world, or where the hell is that mosquito?

Last night I crashed into bed after a lovely day connecting with my inner islander, wallowing on the beach, soaking up sun, wading in the frigid ocean, relaxing with friends. It was all totally exhausting and I was so ready for sleep when I crawled into my bed... Only to find several islanders were trying…

Remembering…but wishing we didn’t keep adding to those needing remembering…

It's Remembrance Day and I am filled with muddled emotions. I feel for all who served and died, all their families, all those who were harmed by war, on both sides. I don't want to take anything away from their sacrifices. But I detest the glorification of war. Maybe it's cos I just came from…

Okay, some things are just wrong.

There I am, in the Tim Horton's, after my customary self-flagellation at the gym. I'm sweating slightly, not smelling as I should, and I pick up the Halifax Metro newspaper, only to see this item: http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/world_now/2012/05/south-koreans-confiscated-pills-human-remains.html Apparently the South Koreans have confiscated capsules that were filled with dehydrated baby remains. People are taking them to…

I’ve arrived! Or, Why calling people Hitler is so wrong…

Ooh, I'm so proud. Just in time for Movember, I've been equated with that most well-known of mustache wearers, Hitler. I feel honoured. After all, Obama and almost every social democrat existing has been equated (for some reason) with Hitler and fascism and communism and all that stuff, so I feel I'm in a good…