When I was consulting in New York, my liberal American friends would wax on about Canada as a socialist bastion of free health care, politeness, and ketchup chips. "We love Canadians! They're so frien...
"Everybody wants to know, why I sing the blues." I was 12 years old, my small fingers were fumbling across the frets of a Tokai -- a knock-off Fender Stratocaster so close to the real thing, I was tol...
The values we used to be most proud of as Canadians are slipping away. We used to differentiate ourselves from the States because of our kindness. Our compassion. Our politeness. Our open-mindedness. Socialized medicine. These are progressive values. These are Canadian values. Or so I thought. Our heros have been fighters for the underdog. Tommy Douglas. David Suzuki. Jack Layton. Nellie McClung. Terry Fox. Yet somehow, most Canadians seem to be saying that progressive values don't speak to them anymore.
I hope I can ride this one out. I like my plain t-shirts, and I'm getting to old to try to find a new thing. I guess I will be "normcore". A fashion rebel. An iconoclast, thumbing my nose at those consumerist sheep. I will wear my khaki pants as a badge of honour, my t-shirts as a flag of allegiance to the state of bland.
I've worked in a lot of different office environments, both non-profit and for-profit. Some of these places were wonderful, fun, and I was sad to leave. Other workplaces were, quite frankly, toxic. Happy employees are productive employees (to paraphrase Radiohead). So here are some tips to give your staff some love. (Hint: Stressing out your employees is a great way to achieve turn-over and burn-out.)
I'm tired of the manipulation. Of your "Ford Nation". You are actively lying to these people. Your supporters, the people who believe you to such an extent that they are willing to overlook anything. Corruption. Crime. Drugs. Gravy. Crazy. I feel sorry for you, and I feel sorry for the voters who don't seem to know any better.
I'm broke. Ok, I'm not broke. I can afford food and rent. But as I get older, I'm realizing that my discretionary money has to be saved sometimes, and it means I have to make choices about where I spe...
When this Ikea Monkey story blew up on Sunday afternoon, my friend Bronwyn was ready to talk about the fact she was there. By Sunday evening she'd already done four local TV interviews and lined up a handful of interviews for the next morning. Her Twitter feed has been "non-stop since Sunday." She has gained hundreds of new followers.
On November 26, 2012, Toronto Mayor Rob Ford was found guilty of breaking provincial conflict of interest law, and has been ordered to leave the mayoral office in 14 days. He can and will appeal the ruling, and likely will.
Here are some of the lessons I have learned from the troubled and short reign of mayor Rob Ford.
Watching the last few years of American politics from my side of the fence, I am absolutely flabbergasted by how deeply entrenched and polarized the two parties have become. I might debate an issue I believe in, but I'll go home and consider it from both sides. My grandma was the same way.
Charities today are actively looking for innovative ways to connect people to their causes. What is interesting is how much innovation is coming from outside the traditional charitable sector. We are learning that if a cause or a project matters to people, they want to be a part of it even if it is not connected to a known charity.
The gas-masked gunman who opened fire at a theatre full of people, killing twelve and injuring dozens more, reportedly had a shotgun, two pistols, an assault rifle, gas canisters, and potentially explosives in his home. What I don't understand is how it can possibly be alright for a civilian to have access to these kinds of weapons.
Nora used her films as vehicles to talk about women in new ways, to address elements of institutional sexism, to tell honest stories. She used humour to bring her audience with her, and she was loved because of it. Here are 10 things I've learned from her.
Life is stressful. You wake up late. Or you wake up with allergies or a headache. You make it out the door, only to get crushed in the subway, stuck in traffic, or nearly 'doored' on your bike. You get into work, and you are already behind. Sometimes it feels endless. As a naturally depressed and anxious person, here are some things I suggest you do to relax...
Though incidences of Taser-related deaths have fallen out of the spotlight of late, a new study links the devices with death. If death is a possible consequence of Taser use, particularly when it comes to individuals who may have mental health or drug abuse issues, shouldn't that suggest much more cautious use of these devices?
As a white myself, I appreciate John Derbyshire's efforts, presumably tongue-in-cheek advice piece for fellow fearful, racist white parents who may be concerned about their children interacting too much with black Americans. I would like to pay for it by providing non-whites with some advice on the talk you may wish to have with your children about us. You're welcome.
Donors want to be respected and listened to. If somebody asks to be taken off a mailing list, they get pissed (rightfully) when they get mail the next year. All you can do is apologize and do your best to fix it for the future.
George Zimmerman has already been tried in the court of public opinion. On one side, he is forever guilty, a representation of societal bias and profiling. On another side, he is a citizen standing up against criminals, doing what the law is afraid or unable to do.