Maxed Out

By G.D. Maxwell At first, I thought my pocket was being picked. The Remembrance Day crowd around the Cenotaph had been like crowds at so many Whistler gatherings.

By G.D. Maxwell At first, I thought my pocket was being picked. The Remembrance Day crowd around the Cenotaph had been like crowds at so many Whistler gatherings.

By G.D. Maxwell Yikes! And I thought Halloween was scary. Four more years without a regime change? Republican gains in both houses of Congress? A divided elec…. ( Editor’s Note : We interrupt this political rant for a change of subject.

By G.D. Maxwell It was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled like a Republican contemplating a Kerry victory.

By G.D. Maxwell I have seen the error of my ways and I am ready to throw in the towel. A political junkie since the Kennedy-Nixon debates brought politics to television, I’ve had enough. Heard enough.

By G.D. Maxwell "You got any records yer gonna sell?" It was late in the morning, Saturday morning.

By G.D. Maxwell In honour of Thanksgiving: Canadian Style, here’s a riddle. How do you keep a turkey in suspense? I’ll get to the answer sooner or later. Having grown up south of the border, Canadian Thanksgiving inevitably sneaks up on me.

By G.D. Maxwell It’s the housing, stupid! One step forward; two steps back. One step forward; two steps back. That’s the way we do the Whistler Housing Waltz.

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