It Needs to Stop!

I haven’t much of anything interesting to say (not that I ever do), regarding the events that occurred on this day in 1989. But I couldn’t let this day pass without, in the very least, mentioning it’s significance.

Today, sadly, marks the 21st anniversary of the Montreal Massacre. Marc Lépine, “armed with a legally obtained Mini-14 rifle and a hunting knife,” walked into Montreal’s École Polytechnique and “shot twenty-eight people [killing fourteen women, while injuring ten more women and four men, all in an attempt to “fight feminism”] before killing himself…”

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Incredibly Damning

Three points of interest I’ve stumbled upon concerning the G20 Summit, happening in Toronto, this weekend…

  1. First the sweeping power police have been “temporarily” granted. According to The Toronto Star, “[t]he province has secretly passed an unprecedented regulation that empowers police to arrest anyone near the G20 security zone who refuses to identify themselves or agree to a police search.”
    But not only that, this regulation “was made under Ontario’s Public Works Protection Act and was not debated in the Legislature [yay democracy!]. According to a provincial spokesperson, the cabinet action came in response to an “extraordinary request” by Toronto Police Chief Bill Blair. […] The regulation kicked in Monday and will expire June 28, the day after the summit ends. While the new regulation appeared without notice on the province’s e-Laws online database last week, it won’t be officially published in The Ontario Gazette until July 3 — one week after the regulation expires.”
  2. The Security wall erected to “protect” the world “leaders” from protestors. I think the much more relevant question is, where the hell is our protection, from them? But beside the point.
    Stephan Christoff (in his interview on today’s Democracy Now broadcast) said that the “three-layer massive security fence around downtown, [was] constructed by a corporation, SNC-Lavalin from Montreal.” The very same Canadian corporation who “produced millions of bullets between 2003 and 2005 for the U.S. Army at the same time of the invasion of Iraq.” Shocking. That is if you’ve never read Yves Engler’s book The Black Book of Canadian Foreign Policy, where he details this (I believe), and a number of other instances, where Canada’s was and is, most definitely, involved in the invasion and occupation of Iraq.
    And, “bringing it home,” Stephan went onto say “[s]o this is a corporation that’s inherently tied to the military-industrial complex internationally and also has been tied to the clampdown on dissent here in Toronto.”
  3. And, lastly, the emphasis on violence, and its condemnation in relation to the protests, by my Government, specifically. This is something I made passing reference to in my previous post, the absurd irony of it all. Let’s see, it’s perfectly acceptable for the G20 to turn around and use the very thing they “deplore” to implement the same policies people are protesting?

I don’t know about you, but this is so very interesting, not to mention incredibly damning…

There’s Always Next Year

Yesterday represented my first real “break” in writing on a daily basis. And 6 days short of full month! Aside from that fart, on August the 23rd, I’ve posted every single day since August 12th. Quite a stretch. But with my vacation over, I’m right back at it today.

So my “time off” was spent trekking into the city to attend the 24th Annual Vegetarian Food Fair in Toronto. It’s been quite some time since I’ve actually been to the city, a few years at least, and it felt oddly visceral. It was the same but it wasn’t? 

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A Very Powerful Appreciation


I recently watched what is without doubt the best horror movie of all time. Not many films are as unbelievably unsettling, or, better yet so disturbing as the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre. When Leatherface clubs Jerry in the head causing him to collapse and “twitch” on the floor? So utterly intense.

Never has a single scene in a movie left me so affected. In fact I so clearly remember the first time I ever saw the movie and that scene, in particular. In Keg’s basement, as a kid, really, totally freaked out of my mind. As if being in his house wasn’t spooky enough, the walk home was truly something else.

It’s still, if not more difficult, to watch (what with it now being re-mastered?). Damn… Continue reading A Very Powerful Appreciation