Maxed Out

By G.D. Maxwell This weekend, Canadians from coast to coast to coast – with the notable exceptions of Newfoundland and Quebec – will celebrate… well, let’s just leave it at that. They’ll celebrate.

By G.D. Maxwell The Dog Days of summer are upon Smilin’ Dog Manor.

By G.D. Maxwell Evolution and erosion used to seem like such simple concepts. People evolved; the planet eroded; life proceeded apace. Simple.

By G.D. Maxwell "Any fool can tell the truth, but it requires a man of some sense to know how to lie well." — Samuel Butler "Truth is truth." — William Shakespeare "That depends on what the meaning of is is.

By G.D. Maxwell A new oxymoron has slipped into the Canadian lexicon, courtesy of the tightest federal election in recent history. Stable minority.

By G.D. Maxwell In the post 9/11 world of terrorist threats, the Kamloops airport undoubtedly does not rank in the top-tier watch list. I’m certain Orange Alert remain words unspoken there except around Halloween.

By G.D. Maxwell Somehow, it all seems so far away. While the suits preened and danced and huffed and puffed in Ottawa, two bald eagles barnstormed and flew aerobatics over the dimpled waters of Sulphuric Lake.

By G.D. Maxwell I don’t know what the link between politics and love is but I’m certain there is a link.

By G.D. Maxwell "I am Canadian!" Well, I’m not. Not really. Not truly. Not by birth. By choice perhaps.

By G.D. Maxwell Editor’s note: This is an encore presentation of an earlier Maxed Out column. Max will be back, refreshed and reinvigorated, next week.