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The Free Lunch

  I think the time of The Free Lunch is over. (And by the way, it was never free.) Someone else, far away from our table was picking up the tab. Whether it’s a kid in some third world sweat

Everything’s Simple, It’s Just Not Easy

Throughout our lives we are presented with many opportunities and many hardships. Somewhere after about seven years old most of us begin a lifelong process of introducing complexity to the way we see things. I think this is mistakenly referred

Me and Elvis Presley

When I was eight years old I used to help my old man, kind of like Daddy’s Little Helper, only a bit darker and more twisted. My Dad was an alcoholic. He affectionately called this his, “bottled up bottle illness.”

Why Prince William And Kate Won’t Chat With Me

 KING GEORGE VI & QUEEN ELIZABETH AND MY FATHER OR WHY PRINCE WILLIAM AND KATE WON’T CHAT WITH ME   I won’t ever meet Will and Kate privately, just the three of us bumping into each other on an outing.

Michael Jackson Was Here

Six Degrees of Separation is a relatively recent darling of the popular culture. The fundamental thinking here is trying to make some connection between all of us, past and present. You are breathing the same air that Christ breathed (Wow),

Terry Fallis Interview

I recently spoke with Terry Fallis, one of Canada’s most successful recent writers with three popular novels (The Best Laid Plans, The High Road, Up and Down) and a CBC miniseries based on his first book in pre-production. My immediate

Like a Rolling Stone

At one time, not too terribly long ago, travel was pretty much reserved for the rich. Anyone else was in steerage, below decks, below water lines, below everything remotely pleasant. These poor souls were escaping the realities of nothing, and

Monkey See, Monkey Do

An acquaintance of mine is a world renowned expert on monkeys. He told me a story about an experiment dealing with recognition and relationships in monkeys that I found hilarious, until I thought of how I would feel if it

The Three Wise Men

I was a thirteen year old kid in 1963. I was raised out in the country in North Western Ontario, Canada.  A neighbour used to quip that, “We lived so far out in the country we had to drive toward

The Killing Fields

The Connecticut school shooting stopped me in my tracks, stopped us all, twenty-seven dead, twenty of them little innocent children.  Where do we go from here? Heaven or hell just got closer to us today. Take your pick.  Soon the

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