Pique'n Yer Interest

Remember Y2K? Seems pretty embarrassing now, doesn’t it? Like when you got drunk for the first time. Except on Dec.

Setting this year against the last, it’s been a fairly docile year for the news. No Taser incidents, no high-profile assassinations, no clear instances of Prime Ministerial bribery (save for one unproven allegation).

Some people are always happy to see me. Take this dude, for example. He’s a Wal-Mart greeter, just loves me right tight, wants me to camp out in the aisles, maybe play some Guitar Hero so my eyes glaze over while I hemorrhage pay cheques.

Marge McCaughey*, an 80-something-year-old living in Osoyoos, woke up one morning noticing that her right foot ached. It wasn’t too painful, and Marge didn’t dwell on it much. She was not a drama queen type.

“What’s good for the country is good for General Motors, and vice versa,” said Charles Wilson to the Senate Armed Services Committee, after being reluctant to part with his stock in the company while being confirmed as Secretary of Defense.

“Journalists are objective. Columnists, by definition, are subjective.” – G.D. Maxwell I hate to disagree with Pique ’s flagship commentator, but I must — it’s just more complicated than that.

My grade school was Catholic. But I was lucky. Unlike some of my peers, I escaped those demented pedagogues — with all their knobby knuckles, chalky crowfeet and unquestioning ritualism — largely without indoctrination.

Whistler voters have issues upon issues to consider in this municipal election, including some very serious questions about the resort’s ability to provide current levels of services without a serious increase in property taxes.

Six days after this paper comes out, the United States of American will have a new president. Even from the snow-capped mountaintops of Whistler, it has been almost impossible to avoid the reality-TV U.S. election show.

Another pointless federal election just flew by, and Canada is a little worse off for it.