Maxed Out

By G.D. Maxwell I think it’s pretty clear what’s going on around here.

by G.D. Maxwell Let’s face it; 2003 sucked.

By G.D. Maxwell The third year of the new millennium was a disaster - naturally and politically.

By G.D. Maxwell And so it came to pass, as it does around this time every year, that the days were completed to deliver a Christmas column. I guess this is it.

By G.D. Maxwell All of us need solace at some point or another.

Aside from the obvious environmental and warp speed consumerism consequences, there is an entirely subjective reason behind my disdain for the gluttonous vortex sucking my fellow boomers down the black hole of ever larger McMansions.

By G.D. Maxwell So, was it worth the wait? Of course it was.

By G.D. Maxwell By the time I left Myrtle Philip Saturday, midway through the futuristic open house, the parking lot was full. The driveway to the parking lot was full.

by G.D. Maxwell One of the reasons people get all nostalgic about the past is because they think they know what happened then. At least they think they know what happened in the part of the past they actually lived through… their past.

By G.D. Maxwe The Rt. Hon. Gordon Campbell Premie of all British Columbia Victoria, B.C. Dear Slash: I’m certain you’ll forgive my presumption, using your nickname, but it is that very subject about which I write.