Jun 2020 08






Jun 2020 07

What I learned by not marching in the rally on Friday.

I’m still volunteering for the local food bank.

And, yes, still shamelessly bragging about it on here.

For any new people curious about what I babble on about here, on Fridays I drive. I pick up some boxes of supplies, grab my list of addresses, and off I go.

I really do enjoy it. It probably gives me an inflated sense of self but I like to think it’s also because of the clients. I like them. In recent weeks, one of them invited me to a Backyard Barbecue ‘When this all blows over, Andrew’. I get person-to-person contact that I just don’t get in advertising.

Anyhow, that’s not the meandering point of my post today.

My post is about how I was feeling guilty about not going to the Black Lives Matter rally on Friday afternoon. I weighed whether the food bank could get along without me and decided that I was needed more as a deliverer than as two more feet and one small body downtown.

Good news though as my list had one of my fave clients. Without saying anything that would identify them, I am always amazed at the optimism and strength of this person. Raising three kids on their own, and without a job right now.

And … they’re black.

So I wondered if we’d have a good conversation about the state of the world and what it’s like to be raising three kids right now, and what they are telling them, and what the rally means and blah blah blah.

I arrived. And called. And I heard the usual mayhem of the three kids in the background. And this person came outside by themselves where we always do the exchange of boxes…

And yes, we talked. About how the kids are fighting with each other right now. And how the playgrounds aren’t open for them to go play. And there are three more months of city living before school opens. And the kids are bored. And they have energy to burn with nowhere to burn it. And they’re ready to flip a gasket but trying to keep it together.

And that’s it. It was probably a welcome 15 minutes for them just to be away from that tornado and outside, and with a sort of adult and chatting.

And we laughed and I did the whole ‘sorry, that sounds like a fuckin nightmare!’ and I left.

We didn’t dissect George Floyd or Regis Korchinski-Paquet or the Rally or even Hamilton the Musical.

Because, day-to-day life.

Maybe it was what they needed.

It was certainly what I didn’t know I needed. A conversation that not only made me forget for 15 minutes how crazy the world is right now, but also smacked me in the head.

They’re black. I’m not. So what, Andrew? You fucking idiot. What were you expecting? We’re all fighting different battles. And this person is fighting the ‘just a single parent in the city’ battle. Kids are still just kids. And some kids don’t know what’s happening right now. And they don’t need to know.

We have to let them just be kids, and make a better world for them to grow up in.

And if you can let a parent blow off steam for 15 minutes, let them.

Yes, it’s an important fight going on right now. But we’re just people. Let’s just deal with each other as people. Andrew, you moron.

Some battles are fought at high altitudes for the good of everyone. And some are just on the ground as someone tries to raise three good humans.




Jun 2020 06

Thank god for dogs. Where would we be without them right now? They see the good in all of us.

Except skateboarders.


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Jun 2020 05

Once again, in an effort for transparency and uniformity of message, I am reposting something from one of my other platforms. This is an open letter that I pecked out today on LinkedIn to my Toronto Freelance Creative Community. 


Hello again, freelance ad peoples.

After the modest attention my post from last week gathered, I’ve had stage fright about what to say. If anything.
Drivel is so dangerous right now, isn’t it?

However, comforting to know I’m not alone. The feeling resonates.

Strange, fascinating, and scary times we are living in. Who else is a fan of fetal position some days?

Keeping LinkedIn to business, been thinking about my choices as someone who makes their living using word-putting-togethering skills on a ‘for-hire’ basis.

Some choices are obvious. Like, if I get asked to write ads for ‘The White is Right Bank’ or a social media campaign for ‘The Police State and You – BFFs!’, I know what to do.

But not that easy, is it?

Sometimes it’s tough to know the true social values of a company. And what can my conscience afford in the grey areas?

Mortgages. Rent. Food. Healthcare. Clothing. Children. Pets. All this stuff takes money. How can we take care of ourselves, and the greater good?

Especially when most of us are just hoping for work right now.

But can we help create a better system?

Just thinking. Like last week, acknowledge I’m lucky enough to have the time and CERB to reflect.

Ideas can change the world. Don’t forget, we’re all damn good at having them.

Thanks again.




Jun 2020 04

Posted this on Facebook this morning. And in the interest of transparency, posting it here. I am sincerely curious and post this as an open letter.

As a half-Japanese and half-Belizean Canadian with a very WASP name who has benefited from a lot of white privilege, I weigh into this discussion wanting to learn.

I am wondering if a lot of people (myself included) are missing the discussion around the Police and their unfair treatment of people of colour. Not just in America. But here, too.

Certainly increased / fair opportunity for everyone is a discussion to have. But we have had that discussion for a long time, and yes, we must continue those efforts (I am thinking of our treatment of our own Indigenous population for example). My first partner in advertising joked we only got our jobs “Because of Equity 2000, Andrew”.

But are there other questions to ask here …?

Like – How do we end the unfair treatment of people of colour by Law Enforcement? And is there a possibly increased militarization of the Police happening that we are paying for (read some stat that said 25% of our Toronto tax money goes towards LE)? And is it necessary? Do the Police care what job you have, what income you have, or what postal code you live in when they approach you and process the colour of your skin?

These are not issues that should just concern the communities out demonstrating right now. These are things that affect us all.

‘FTP’ and ‘ACAB’ and ‘Defund the Police’ seem like a focused cry and even if you do not agree, should we look at the roots of their origins?

I am wondering if we are missing the discussion.






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