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Jun. 29th, 2004
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[NON BLOG] The Movers
Jun. 29th, 2004 05:25 pmWhile I was sitting in a nice park off of Yonge Street, reading my newly acquired copy of Komarr, I got a call from the movers. Originally, my materials were supposed to arrive at my Toronto address tomorrow morning, between 8 and 9.
My inexpensive and personal mover's schedule is messed up, though, so it'll come between 2 or 3 tomorrow, which works out better for scheduling save that my landlord will be on call, so I'll have to go over to my destination tonight at 10 o'clock to pick up the keys so I can let my materials in.
Not a major obstacle. But Still.
My inexpensive and personal mover's schedule is messed up, though, so it'll come between 2 or 3 tomorrow, which works out better for scheduling save that my landlord will be on call, so I'll have to go over to my destination tonight at 10 o'clock to pick up the keys so I can let my materials in.
Not a major obstacle. But Still.
[BRIEF NOTE] Canadian Federal Elections
Jun. 29th, 2004 06:15 pmIt was quite fun to check the news of the federal elections' outcomes on my cell phone last night at 2 am, damn the cost (2 cents Canadian per page). The Liberals are the largest party, but they've lost the majority; not only that, but even in coalition with the NDP (which has incidentally done reasonably well) they won't command a majority of seats. The Conservative Party has done reasonably well, thanks in large part to the lack of old-stock Tory and Canadian Alliance voters splitting the right-wing vote, and would command a majority of the parliament with the Bloc Québécois; but then, a Tory-Bloc alliance is rather implausible. The Green Party didn't elect anyone, but they did make a strong showing though I fear that they might be splitting Canada's left-wing vote. Oh, and there's one independent.
I didn't vote in this election, I must admit. I've been too busy with sundry things to register, I don't have a driver's license so registering would be difficult, and besides, I could qualify for voting in three federal ridings--Hillsborough, Frontenac and the Islands, and Davenport--which all returned Liberals by a large margin. I'd have voted for the Liberals, I admit. Yes, they're corrupt, but they're entertainingly so. I disagree strongly with the Tories' political platforms, I'm skeptical as to the possibilities of the NDP or the Green Party, and, sadly, the Bloc Québécois doesn't run candidates outside of Québec. Fortunately, when the current coalition government--whatever it will be--collapses by next year, I'll be able to vote.
This federal election was quite dirty, by Canadian standards, between attack ads, paid hecklers, and bloodchilling claims (of which perhaps the most prominent was NDP leader Jack Layton's claim that Paul Martin was responsible for the death of Toronto's homeless). It's only a matter of time, I suppose, before accusations of babyeating become commonplace (Paul Martin eats conservative babies, Stephen Harper consumes liberal and non-heterosexual babies, Gilles Duceppe sups on Anglo and immigrant babies, Jack Layton dines on rich babies?).
Perhaps Canada's different parties should unite behind a platform of babyeating? After all, despite the recent sharp decline in Canada's fertility rate, there's still hundreds of thousands of Canadian residents who qualify as being underage. We can run a lottery, of sorts. If we want to outsource, then we can eat foreign babies. Perhaps babyeating can become a potent tool to unite all Canadians regardless of their political and ideological leanings.
Or, perhaps I'm just much too cynical.
I didn't vote in this election, I must admit. I've been too busy with sundry things to register, I don't have a driver's license so registering would be difficult, and besides, I could qualify for voting in three federal ridings--Hillsborough, Frontenac and the Islands, and Davenport--which all returned Liberals by a large margin. I'd have voted for the Liberals, I admit. Yes, they're corrupt, but they're entertainingly so. I disagree strongly with the Tories' political platforms, I'm skeptical as to the possibilities of the NDP or the Green Party, and, sadly, the Bloc Québécois doesn't run candidates outside of Québec. Fortunately, when the current coalition government--whatever it will be--collapses by next year, I'll be able to vote.
This federal election was quite dirty, by Canadian standards, between attack ads, paid hecklers, and bloodchilling claims (of which perhaps the most prominent was NDP leader Jack Layton's claim that Paul Martin was responsible for the death of Toronto's homeless). It's only a matter of time, I suppose, before accusations of babyeating become commonplace (Paul Martin eats conservative babies, Stephen Harper consumes liberal and non-heterosexual babies, Gilles Duceppe sups on Anglo and immigrant babies, Jack Layton dines on rich babies?).
Perhaps Canada's different parties should unite behind a platform of babyeating? After all, despite the recent sharp decline in Canada's fertility rate, there's still hundreds of thousands of Canadian residents who qualify as being underage. We can run a lottery, of sorts. If we want to outsource, then we can eat foreign babies. Perhaps babyeating can become a potent tool to unite all Canadians regardless of their political and ideological leanings.
Or, perhaps I'm just much too cynical.
[NON BLOG] Brief Update
Jun. 29th, 2004 11:53 pmI've picked up the key from my new residence. I walked most of the way over. Queen Street West is very nice at night, I think, nice and busy. Of course, the fact that I could send some long-overdue E-mails from my cell phone as I walked was fun too.
I came back via streetcar. There was an interesting character on board, drinking what looked like scotch out of a flask, talking about how he loved Jesus, asking a non-white woman who came onto the bus if she knew where Osama bin Laden was, and singing the most bizarre ersatz hymns. He had what sounded like the vestiges of an Atlantic Canadian accent; that, or drink had ruined his voice.
I came back via streetcar. There was an interesting character on board, drinking what looked like scotch out of a flask, talking about how he loved Jesus, asking a non-white woman who came onto the bus if she knew where Osama bin Laden was, and singing the most bizarre ersatz hymns. He had what sounded like the vestiges of an Atlantic Canadian accent; that, or drink had ruined his voice.