Jun 2020 02

I like this one, and what they’re all about. You might want to $upport something else and that’s cool. Link through their IG account tag & bio (high traffic today, which is a good sign). They take donations. _#Toronto

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NOTE: My opinion on the ‘BlackoutTuesday’ social media rage may be polarizing. I think it’s slacktivism at its’ finest. If you have the means, you have to do something. Donate. Speak up. I dunno. But just changing your avatar/profile does nothing more than making you feel like you are helping in some way. Advertising people – you can do more than this. You have the financial means, and certainly are more creative.

And on Instagram, if all you are seeing is black square after square, well… it means you are in an echo chamber and don’t follow enough diverse voices. I realize this is true for me today. So, in that sense, it has accomplished something inadvertently I suppose.



Jun 2020 01


Posted In Blog,The world


I remember the first time I really thought about inequality and how people are viewed or treated differently because of their background. Discrimination and Racism, really. But I didn’t call it either of those things. Racism was the stuff in textbooks from the American Civil War, or on some TV Afterschool Special. It wasn’t ‘here’.

I know the exact moment, though.

Amazingly, it wasn’t until I was in Grade 6. Which meant I was around 11 years old.

I grew up in Rexdale, a suburb northwest of Toronto that was and still is a mish-mash of new Canadians and cultures and skin tones. We were all just thrown in together, and for a long time I was happily naïve about anyone being different. Being ‘white’ was definitely the minority. So since we were all ‘different’, none of us were, y’know?

School. Physical Education Health Class. Grade 6.

Our teacher was talking about, and I kid you not, why black athletes were faster than white athletes.

And he asked the class for our opinions on why.

One classmate who was black (I do remember his name), put up his hand.

TEACHER: Yes. Why do you think that is?

KID: Because we practice running from the cops, sir.

CLASS: (hilarious laughter from all of us, across skin tones and backgrounds and deliverer of line looked at all of us and smiled with perfect comic timing, proud he had landed this joke)

TEACHER: Leave this class right now and report to the Office.

I went home thinking this guy was hilarious, but with my first revealing of how he was being programmed and how we were all being programmed. I had to have a good think.

Was this true? Was he being chased by the Police just for being black? Is this what happens?

What was going on here?

What didn’t I know?

Sadly, a lot.





May 2020 30


There are a lot of questions to be answered around the death of Regis Korchinski-Paquet in Toronto on Wednesday.

Her family says the Toronto Police threw her off of the balcony.

The Police say the facts have to come out.

It certainly is a curious case.

We may never know all the ‘facts’ since Toronto Police don’t wear body cameras. It seems like the following is all true, based on accounts from the family and Police:

_ 3 different parties called the Police for assistance, including her Mother

_ Weapons were involved in some way in the calls for assistance

_ Her mother was worried for her safety, asking the Police to perhaps take her to CAMH

_ Up to eight officers arrived (Eight! Chief Saunders has said at least 5) and the family waited outside of their apartment (possibly forced to by Police) while officers dealt with Ms. Korchinski-Paquet

_ Ms. Korchinski-Paquet ended up falling 24 storeys to the ground, and dead

_ The SIU was called in to investigate (usually a sign of officers being involved in a death in some way)

_ family members posted videos immediately saying the Police threw Ms. Korchinski-Paquet from the balcony

_ News media immediately reported it as a suicide, whether on their own or told by Police to – we don’t know

The family lawyer today said they are choosing their words more carefully but are not retracting the statement that the police threw her from the balcony.

A lot of questions here. Not just for the Black Lives Matter awareness but around how our Police in Toronto deal with situations they should be trained to de-escalate (eight officers?) involving mental health issues, domestic violence issues, women of colour, and just people in general.

At the very least, we should be concerned when someone calls the Police to ‘Serve and Protect’ a loved one in some way and that many officers show up and the loved one ends up deceased.

Curious questions that go beyond skin colour.





May 2020 29

Oh, look. They’re putting a new billboard up.

_ #Parkdale

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May 2020 26



For those of you curious, here’s an update on my dad, Bert. The 91 year old going on 18.

He was taken to hospital via ambulance in the wee hours one morning last week. Shortness of breath. Yes, concerning since COVID has been going through his Seniors Building (not long-term care). However, seems like he just needed a meds adjustment.


Here’s how my phone call with him the day after went…


ME: (answering) So, I hear you’re not dead.

BERT: Nope! Not as of yet.

ME: How are you feeling today?

BERT: Well, I think it’s just allergies. My nose is so irritated and red. I asked the Health Care Services if they had any moisturizer.

ME: How’d that go?

BERT: A Nurse brought up a tube of personal lubricant. So I read the tube just so I knew what it was before I used it. It said ‘Waterbased. Good for personal lubrication and moisturizing.’

ME: That’s nice someone brought it up.

BERT: Ya. So I kept reading. It said ‘Including vaginal dryness’. So I read that out and smiled and said to her ‘Vaginal dryness. It looks like we can use this for other things…’

ME: You didn’t.

BERT: Ya, why not.

ME: How’d that go?

BERT: Oh, just laughs.


Best laugh I’ve had in ages.

So he’s fine, everyone.

And still a lucky asshole.




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