Tory Redux

So,

I’m sitting around, minding my own business, scrolling through the afternoon news feeds when I startle across this headline:

John Tory says he hasn’t ruled out another run for mayor

And I’m like,

are you fucking kidding me with that?! Continue reading

The Vulgar Art Of Selling Out

I don’t even know where to begin here.

So, how about this. Continue reading

Make Election Day Great Again

So I’m talking to my friend Donald over drinks, mostly to do with the current state of affairs. A glum conversation to say the least. Many dark corners. Few bright spots.

“There are times,” Donald declares, “when I wonder if I might not be a whole lot happier if I was able to stop paying attention.”

“To what?” I inquire.

“All of it,” he says. “Politics mainly. But the whole warp and woof of history even.”

“And how would you go about that exactly?” I wonder.

“That’s the problem, isn’t it,” Donald acknowledges. “How to stop giving a fuck.”

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