Politics

Honemoon Suite single sleeve band photo for Feel It Again

Brushes Before Fame

Someone on Twitter recently asked whether anyone had seen a band or knew an actor before they became famous. Most of us radio types have had the good fortune to experience loads of those moments. But the questions took me further back, to my days of beer and bars. There were several times when I saw bands before they hit it big.

Teacher in front of a blackboard teaching a lesson, gesturing toward students sitting at their desks.

A Lifetime of Learning

The beginning of a new school year always makes me think of warm clothes like long sweaters and stiff cords. I remember an ugly belted sweater I wore until it practically disintegrated. And the sound of corduroys brushing against themselves as I walked quickly down the hallway at South Lincoln High School. You wanted to move fast because the Hare brothers, Craig Nelson and Jerald Collens were standing at the end of the hall. With folded arms they silently judged the girls rounding the corner to history class or the gym. You had to pass by, there was no way around it.

Canadian flag at half mast on the peace tower in ottawa

Symbols

When Lady Diana Spencer was killed in that Paris car crash 24 years ago, I remember feeling horrified at the memorials that grew outside Kensington Palace and Buckingham Palace.

a brown and a black leather belt sitting on a rock

DIY Under my Belt

I scroll Twitter and see the millionth tweet from someone who drove past somewhere and saw that people weren’t masked. My blood pressure rises. How can some people STILL not get that this virus is killing people indiscriminately? It’s insane. I shake my head. That moment of GAH! on social media can be the one thing that keeps a person’s head from exploding. But for me, it might be the final thing that makes my head pop off its mooring.

White lettering on grey background reads: Gaslighting, the narcissist's favorite tool

Gaslighting

Gaslighting is my favourite term of the – whatever they call this era. Before it had a name, I called this behavior “bad boyfriend syndrome”. The bad boyfriend is toxic. He sleeps with your friend and then tells you you’re overreacting when you find out and get upset.

The Superman cape worn by Christopher Reeve on a stand at Sotheby's auction house after the death of Christopher Reeve

We Need A Hero

I’ve been trying to stay away from politics, and, more importantly, political commentary here. Politicians don’t make it easy. They lie – they ALL lie and each and every one of them has one main goal: to get re-elected.