Warren Kinsella: I am old, I am old

I shall wear my trousers rolled. Dare I eat a peach, etc. There’s all kinds of fun political stuff happening, and it’s exciting and positive and great. But you know what preoccupies me, today, at this moment? Daughter is in Halifax, seriously considering Dal for next year. Assorted sons, meanwhile,

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Warren Kinsella: Oh, look/regarde

A federal politician doing what federal politicians are supposed to do: you know, be leaders. Promote tolerance. Oppose division and nativism. Show courage. Stephen Harper and Thomas Mulcair? They’re cowards. (Now, prepare for the braying and screeching of Con and Dipper trolls, who will say: “We shouldn’t needlessly antagonize the

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Warren Kinsella: Perfect Youth

Sam Sutherland’s much-anticipated book about Canadian punk rock, which I stayed up reading way too late last night, is crucially important.  And not just because I was part of the first wave of Canadian punk, or that he writes a bit about the Hot Nasties herein. It’s important because Sutherland

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Warren Kinsella: Judges, judged

I know judges.  I have worked for and with judges.  I have appeared before judges. Judges don’t like supplant the peoples’ judgement with their own.  Even when the facts and the law clearly point them in that direction. So, if that’s the reality in the case of an election won

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