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Donald Trump – the sexist, racist, xenophobic, dictatorial, megalomaniac leader of the free world – has finally accomplished something that no other American president has ever done. Trump has single-handedly…
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The obligatory royal rant
Well, royalty fans, have you had enough? Six, seven, eight hours of non-stop, drooling coverage of the royal wedding should be enough to slake your thirst for all things royal…
Go Jets go! Right?
The other day I turned on the television to find an NHL game in progress. I was shocked. I thought the hockey season ended months ago. It had for me,…
A Simpsons milestone nobody is celebrating
According to the Internet (which, as we know, is never wrong), if you were to watch all 552 episodes of The Simpsons, it would cost you 12,144 minutes of your…
The Facebook list: What would Trippie Redd want with me?
Facebook founder and boss Mark Zuckerberg is probably one of the world’s most hated men, and not just because he looks like a glass-eyed troll who hasn’t seen sunlight in…
On the contrary: The new Roseanne is bad.
The big news on the entertainment front today is the reboot of the classic TV comedy, Roseanne. The huge new cast of Roseanne, including TV’s most annoying new character. Can…
Revisiting ‘the Wimp Factor’. Will it return?
For most of the 1970s, Canada had the coolest leader in the room. His name was Pierre Trudeau, and he was undeniably the hippest, coolest, and dare I say “grooviest”…
Stuff I Learned This Week no. 4: It’s Academy Awards Sunday. Prepare to be lectured.
I’ve always been a bit of an Oscar junkie. When I was a kid, and had to go to bed before the best picture winner was announced, I’d sit at…
Stuff I Learned This Week no.3: Why our best ever Olympics feels like a loss
The Olympics are over, and we in Canada can now go back to ignoring ‘big air’ and ‘half-pipe’ and even ‘mixed-doubles curling’. The record book will show that this was…
Stuff I Learned This Week, no.2: Winter Olympics edition
Enjoying the Winter Olympics, or, to give it its due, the Games of the XXIII Winter Olympics? I’m not. Well, not much. Always happy when a Canadian snags a medal,…
Stuff I Learned This Week no. 1
Over the last three years, I wrote a weekly blog on world events, cleverly titled ‘Stuff Happens’, followed by less cleverly titled sequels. This year, I decided to abandon the…
Your Sunday Sermon: Maybe this Trump fellow isn’t so bad after all
Last year, I wrote that one of my resolutions for 2018 was to deTrump myself. No more reading about the insane clown president. No more all-Trump, all-the-time monologues from the…
Your Sunday Sermon: Exclusive sneak peak at Trudeau tell-all book!
For the past few months, writer C. Ellsworth Stubbins has been granted unrestricted access to the inner workings of Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s office. Although not as explosive as Fire…
Your Sunday Sermon: You call THIS cold?
Edmonton, the city I have called home since birth, has a love-hate relationship with winter. One the one hand, we hate it. It’s cold, it’s dark 15 hours of the…
The Return of Stuff Happens, week 52: RIP
As the last blog of 2017 – and the last in the Stuff Happens series of blogs – let’s look at the names we lost in 2017. January Mary Tyler…
The Return of Stuff Happens, week 51: The year in books (well, books I read, anyway)
OK, I’m well aware Stuff Happened this past week. Justin Trudeau had his knuckles rapped for accepting an all-expenses paid trip on a private island, courtesy the Aga Khan some…
The Return of Stuff Happens, week 50: The year in Google
In lieu of an actual look at the past week, here’s a look at last year, as tabulated by most popular searches on Google. Here in Canada, Hurricane Irma was…
The Return of Stuff Happens, week 49: Pure Canadiana
I’ve written so much stuff about American political craziness (more to come, I’m sure), I feel that I’ve been neglecting my home and native land. So this week, let us…
The Return of Stuff Happens, week 46: Trump loses it.
I swear I didn’t want to write another word about Donald Trump. But some weeks – almost any week, in fact – he’s inescapable. So, with apologies, here we go…