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Drip-drip of water misuse

Drip-drip of water misuse

An observant and cynical circus owner once remarked: "There's a sucker born every minute.
Are we having fun yet?

Are we having fun yet?

(Making a case for music festivals)
The inevitable

The inevitable

Some matters reach a tipping point where the outcome is inevitable, although a few stick-in-the-muds usually succeed in making those things drag on forever. Human social evolution is a slow process.
Beyond bags

Beyond bags

Last year I wrote a funny-ish piece in this space about what to do with the tsunami of tsunami debris expected to hit the west coast of North America in the next few months. It contained a lot of ha ha ha.
Yeeah, baby

Yeeah, baby

It is Monday, July 22, just before 1 p.m. and I've just read: "For live baby reaction, click here." This hyperlink can only be about one baby, of course.
Model behaviour

Model behaviour

I have always had a strict policy against wearing spandex or sweatpants in public. In cities, where I have lived for the last 10 years, going outside in comfortable clothes is like advertising you've given up on life. It's a slippery slope.
Diversification

Diversification

There's a lot of talk about diversification these days, but the recent report by the Economic Partnership Initiative (EPI) committee makes a few things pretty clear. The first is that this resort's economic activity, $1.
Summer Dreams

Summer Dreams

When summer hits in the Great White North, people's hopes ascend in step with the sun's climb to its zenith, their expectations to make the most of these few estival months rising into the stratosphere.
We don't need plastic bags

We don't need plastic bags

It's a week where temperatures in Alaska are higher than in Miami, where Singapore chokes on record smog levels, where Alberta is devastated by record flooding but B.C.
How I learned to stop worrying and love the bears

How I learned to stop worrying and love the bears

Earlier this spring I was sitting by the River of Golden Dreams with a man who resembled a handsome lumberjack when he spotted a bear running across the golf course. "Where?" I asked, skeptical and squinting.