We are only three weeks away from our
@PandemicSchool
virtual feature-writing bootcamp. We still have space, so if you have a feature, a memoir, a reported essay or an investigative piece you've dreamed of publishing, this could be for you
John Tory the son of John Tory who used to work at Torys is advising Ed Rogers the son of Ted Rogers about the future of Rogers which is a pretty good summary of how Canadian business works.
One of the saddest stories I’ve ever worked on. Gerald Fremlin sexually abused Andrea Skinner when she was a child. When her mother found out, she chose him over her daughter. Her mother was Alice Munro.
When I was a new father, and very depressed, I came up with a bare minimum self -care plan I called Treat Yourself Like a Dog. Basically: eat at regular times, go for a walk, try to play. I don’t know who needs to hear this right now, but I suspect it’s a lot of you: this works.
Few things are more Canadian than sharing a cup of Tim Hortons coffee with friends
@RaimondsBrg
/ Peu de choses sont plus canadiennes que de partager une tasse de café
@TimHortons
avec des amis
@RaimondsBrg
☕️🇨🇦
I get all the Toronto is collapsing and expensive I’m moving to Alberta buzz but I also grew up in Calgary and did not know until my 30s that some cities plow residential streets.
Probably the question I get most when people find out I work at the Post is ‘what’s the deal with Jordan Peterson?’
The answer, it turns out, is that he is recovering in Moscow from an addiction to benzodiazepine
A while ago I started asking people what went wrong in Ontario with COVID-19. One answer that kept coming up: In the year before the pandemic struck, Public Health Ontario lost a host of its most experienced experts.
The secret to every Toronto Life hate read is always the same. They are always about a subject who thinks they have gone through something awful who doesn’t realize the reader is going to think they are awful instead.
Lowry will go down as the greatest Raptor of all time. But there’s no doubt his most astonishing statistical achievement is selling a house for under asking in Toronto in 2021.
'People like me aren't going to die and I don't care about people who aren't like me' is the tacit message behind about 80% of the 'we need to open up faster' columns I've read.
Back in April, I interviewed one of the doctors in Seattle who dealt with the first real American wave of COVID-19. I never published this quote, it didn't fit into the piece I was doing, but I've been thinking about it ever since the second wave began here:
Thanksgiving in Ontario had turned into a contentious and uncomfortable fight over who should go where who and when and let me tell you as a child of divorce I have never been more prepared for anything in my life.
I was talking to a friend earlier and we both realized that at this point we are NOSTALGIC FOR THE SUMMER. In other words, we're not even really fantasizing about the time before all this anymore, we're daydreaming about a better time in the pandemic.
For six months I worked at home with a toddler praying for the day she would go back to pre-school and free up my brain for work. That day has arrived and I’m here to report that I miss my toddler and still can’t focus on work.
You ever go through a breakup and then meet someone new and then that new person asks you to be in a throuple with your ex?
This is a journalism tweet.
The story I ended up with is at once the story of the largest art fraud of the late 20th century, the greatest betrayal in the history of the New York art world, and the inauguration of Donald Trump.
The issue with opening bars it isn't totally about bars. It's about the broad message. Most people aren't listening to daily press conferences. They aren't parsing guidance that varies by region and week. They are picking up on broad messages about what is safe and what isn't.
How seriously are the Toronto Police taking the problem? You be the judge. They told me the plates are absolutely, unequivocally illegal to use under the Highway Safety Act. This is the police-only parking lot at 13 division last week.
People always want to talk about the mountains and the jobs nobody wants to talk about pushing your single mom’s car out of the driveway at 6 a.m. every winter in high school.
People think I am exaggerating or simplifying this but I am not. Bruno and Boots misappropriate $15,000 from a charitable trust account to invest in a junior mining company because their friend’s dad has non-market information indicating it has struck a rich vein of silver.
Just reread this childhood favourite about a Toronto boarding school to my daughter and the plot turns out to revolve around an insider trading scheme tied to a silver mining stock being run out of the dorms.
I don't think any fictional take is ever going to get Rob Ford right because the Rob Ford story isn't really funny. It was crazy at the time, for sure. But in retrospect it was mostly the story of an addict, totally out of his depth, destroying himself in public.
for classically cut suits and sports coats, your trousers should have some relationship to your jacket so there is a coherent silhouette. here is what i mean
Oh to love anything the way an Ontarian loves spending 6 hours in traffic on route to a cottage they will spend 3 days dredging out of a murky swamp so they can spend 1 hour with a warm beer (fridge is broken) before enduring another day closing down and a long drive home.
Seriously we are, as a country, supposed to be pushing a future with vastly fewer cars yet we can’t build light passenger rail (see Ottawa/Toronto) or operate passenger heavy rail (Via). None of this is even remotely new technology!
There is a weird kind of Toronto urbanism that wants new homes everywhere but is also still mad they tore down Honest Ed's, a low-rise department store near the nexus of two subway lines.
Oof, at this quote from
@jyangstar
:
“Warning people of a lockdown several days in advance is a “ghastly” way to communicate risk and gave people implicit permission to proceed with their holiday plans, said Dr. Jody Lanard, a risk communications expert”
If you are on the left and think you can solve housing without private developers you are not serious about solving housing.
If you are on the right and think you can solve housing without massive new public investments you are not serious about solving housing.
This piece really only scratches the surface of what I learned. But the major thing I took away, from interview after interview after interview, is that anyone who tells you there is one answer is either naive or lying to you.
I spent some time trying to figure how the most important transport hub in one of the richest countries on earth was allowed to devolve into chaos for months on end. The answer I found was complicated, disputed and depressingly Canadian.
I would love to go to a journalism gala someday where the lifetime achievement award goes to some desker who humped copy for 40 years and never stopped trying to make things better instead of a masthead big name who already got rewarded by being rich.
“Excuse me, we have two groups named “The Spice Girls”, one group needs to change names” - announcement at the Dune trivia night happening in the back of this New York bar.
Mainstream Canadian journalism has never known what to do with talent that doesn’t fit the box. Maybe the best thing about Vice Canada was the pathway it created for that talent. It unleashed a whole generation of smart, different journalists who might otherwise have been buried
Finally ready this year to call out the greatest scam we've ever pulled on ourselves, a collective delusion so vast it beggars belief, the idea, so false, so causative of so much frozen discomfort, that Blundstones are winter boots.
I think you can learn a lot about a country from its trains and what you can learn about Canada from Via Rail is that at the highest official levels in this country people think it’s naive to believe things can be better let alone really good.
I didn’t cover this story, but I’ve covered stories like it. It can make an absolute wreckage of you. So if you think a bunch of journalists spent their Sunday engaging in that kind of trauma for “clicks” it says a hell of a lot more about you than it does about them.
I thought this was tasteless parody, but it’s too soon for that one hopes. The clicks are not worth giving the guy the gift of infamy, people. Show some restraint. 🤦♂️
Most 'meanwhile in Canada' stuff is really dumb. But Meanwhile in Canada, a hockey team tried to meddle in an election, but it didn't work out, is pretty great.
I enjoyed Emily in Paris because Emily in Paris made me feel nothing and at that point in the pandemic "nothing" was the best I could hope for when it came to emotions. But I would definitely never suggest that Emily in Paris was "good"
Metrolinx is running an ad campaign, in theatres, telling people, essentially, to stop complaining about Metrolinx, which is a hell of a thing for a public agency that is also regularly holding press conferences to not tell people when an LRT is opening to do.
I asked Trudeau just now about Vancouver candidate Taleeb Noormohamed and how Canadians can take Liberal promises on affordable housing seriously if, in one of the most overheated housing markets in the world, they are running a house flipper.
Another note I had to cut for space: the City can’t keep the planning department full at least in part because younger planners (anyone 45 or under basically) can’t afford any of the homes they spend their days approving.
People ask me a lot about what it’s like working at the Star vs. the Post and I think they mostly expect me to say something about politics or bureaucracy or story choice, but honestly, for me, the single biggest difference had been that the Star offers $5,000 a year for therapy.
As well, 46 per cent of media workers in Canada score as "high-risk" drinkers -- almost double the Canadian average.
When it comes to anxiety rates, 28 per cent of Canadian journos have a formal diagnosis of anxiety, significantly above the national rates.
A lot of people feel a lot of complicated things about the Post, and I'm no exception. At the same time, I'm really proud of a lot of the work I've been able to there.
As a former student journalist at a very left wing campus I can tell you with absolute certainty that student protestors have always been insufferable and difficult to deal with and also more often than not right in the long run.
So about a month ago, I decided I wanted to take a quick look at those beeping COVID bracelets the government funded back in February. ‘Don’t worry, this will be a short one,’ I told my boss. Reader, it was not a short story
The only reason we know about the horrors Canadian soldiers saw in Ontario LTCs is because someone leaked their report. Now that the military, having sent their soldiers in to witness that trauma, is trying to crack down on the leakers.
I have loved my career in journalism and I think it remains an incredible and valuable way to spend a life. But pretending from some perch in Toronto that it will all work out if you just have enough passion is kind of awful.
Attending a crowded rally indoors during a pandemic out of devotion to a leader is the closest thing I have ever seen to a literal drink the Kool-Aid moment.
I had planned to write a story this week on the message confusion in Ontario. It's been a mess, there's no denying that. But a certain point I'm not sure how much readers benefit anymore from journalists telling them that everyone's confused.
Because I'm almost 40, weddings the only chance I ever get to dance anymore. But also because I'm almost 40, most of my friends are already married. So when this is all over, either I'm going to need younger friends or some of ya'll are going to have to get divorced.
I would like to work at the newspaper in The Crown where everyone gathers in the newsroom to read their stories aloud as their colleagues clap and cheer
Still baffled that the NDP have watched the years tick by, the Liberals sour, the Conservatives climb and never once thought ‘could we be doing better with someone else?’
I asked Ottawa’s Dr. Vera Etches about having Thanksgiving outside in a yard or a park with friends or family you don’t live with and her answer was, basically, please don’t.
The strangest thing just happened: I was sitting on my porch with my four-year-old when a very flustered and distressed Sidney Coles, the NPD candidate under fire for her tweets about Israel and vaccines, appeared and started talking.
I grew up around hospitals. My dad’s a doctor. His wife of 30 years is a doctor. My mom’s been an RN for five decades. In the last week, I’ve spoken to a lot of docs for work, and what has struck me most is how often they’ve expressed some degree of fear
I don't think Justin Trudeau is going to win another election. I don't think Jagmeet Singh will ever be prime minister. But the space between what they both say they want is honestly not very wide. And if they wanted to, they could work together for four years to get that done.
Ah look, the "it's not happening to me and therefore it's not happening" take on racism in Canada. So disappointing, even though I'm zero per cent surprised to see it.
This is a story about Ontario recycling reform that I promise you is more interesting than you imagine. It was certainly a lot wilder than I could have anticipated when I started looking into it.
I’ve been trying to place the feeling I’ve had for the past two weeks and I finally realized what it was: it’s like having a newborn again. Everything has changed. The days don’t start or end. There’s a clear pivot point between now and then.
Easily the strangest thing about travelling on
@VIA_Rail
is the communication. We had been travelling backward for half an hour, are well off our scheduled route and are now at dead stop in the woods and no one has said a word.
When I worked in the same physical office as
@jamespmcleod
I would borrow his headphones about three times a week. I recently went in to the office for the first time since March. There were a pair of headphones on my desk. James, when he left the paper, left them for me.