Author: Warren

“Maybe his girlfriend knew more tricks than a monkey on a flagpole.”

Click on the logo for more.

Last night we auditioned (if you can call it that) a new guitarist, because our old one has recklessly decided to pursue respectability and a Parliamentary sinecure.  The new guy – I think we should name him Steve Deceive, but that’s ultimately up to his manager, lawyers and publicity team

Date and location still to be determined – but, given how determined censorship expert Mark Bourrie is to have Warren imprisoned for words – it’ll happen sooner than later. Mark, meanwhile, has commenced civil lawsuits against Yours Screwly in Quebec and Ontario, has threatened my web site host in the

All the sordid details here – in the Sun.

Seen in this poorly-written Chronicle-Herald story: the Conservatives want to create a criminal offence prohibiting “the non-consensual distribution of intimate images.” That’s a good thing, and it’s long, long overdue. Rehtaeh Parsons’ Dad, who has worked tirelessly to push for this change (and more), deserves the Order of Canada for

First things first: I haven’t been arrested yet for criminal libel, for posting this about Mark – but the day is still young! Anyway, he is apparently interested in publishing the pleadings from my divorce, as you can see in the screenshot taken from his “Warren Kinsella Sux” website, below.

If the document below is to be believed, that is.  Mr. Bourrie posted it on Twitter while darkly muttering “I don’t bluff.” Someone sent it to me. Having never had a criminal complaint made against me for anything, this is new territory for me.  Any suggestions, readers of wk.com? Shall

I don’t have one.  In fact, I don’t give a rat’s ass, and I plan to say so on Sun News in an hour or so. The so-called “consumer focus” that everyone’s buzzing about, North of the Queensway, could not possibly be more irrelevant, as we are now hours away

Like someone promised I would be. I wonder what happened? I’d packed my toothbrush and everything. Anyway, if Mr. Bourrie is successful in sending me to the slammer, I expect y’all to send me cards and letters, to help me pass the time in the big house. Hell, you could send

One of my great loves, for the past while, is Massachusetts/Virginia Fat Wreck Chords band Smoke Or Fire.  I love these guys, and I sometimes feel like no one else has heard of them.  Couldn’t sleep last night, and so ’1968′ was playing on an endless loop in my head.

Here. Media probes of Ford crack-smoking were ethical and responsible, says press tribunal. But you already knew that.

Always late to the party, I just spotted these: me, Davey Snot and Lala onstage with the Palma Violets at the Grove Fest in August.  Pix by Atsuko Kobasigawa.  Cool. We look like a “Christian rock” band to you?

Right now, lawyers are crowding into a Toronto courtroom for a fairly extraordinary hearing.  They are there to gain access to a nearly-500-page police ITO (Information To Obtain) that led to a search warrant.  The ITO apparently contains the name “Rob Ford” more than 100 times. You may have heard

Poking through the electoral entrails, looking for the federal angle, editorialists and opinion-opiners always assign far too much importance to (a) byelections, and (b) provincial elections. It’s ill-advised, because (a) byelections are lousy predictors of future general-election voter behaviour, and (b) in Canada, federal and provincial political parties generally share

So, Parliament returns. My hunch? Thirty-odd million Canadians won’t notice. The government that is led by Stephen Harper, and a few neatly-barbered, young Conservatives in PMO, is adrift—truly, officially and indisputably so. If they have a message, anymore, no one knows what it is. They—who used to have so much

From: Cesare Rizzuto cesarerizzuto31@gmail.com Date: October 13, 2013 at 10:51:37 AM EDT To: warren.kinsella@sunmedia.ca Subject: I don’t know Spoken like a true gay Man.or Women you must be proud of your shit

All evidence to the contrary, political folks try to be helpful. They try to answer questions, for example. The media and their political adversaries ask them questions, and the above-noted politicos, oftentimes the ones ensconced in government, faithfully endeavour to answer them. Even if they don’t know all of the

Bully for the Bulldog!