Change is inevitable. We are taught that at an early age.
I have had the state of our democracy on my mind of late.
Mark Twain once said “Never let the truth stand in the way of a good story, unless you can’t think of anything better.”
Every Tuesday, around 12:30 p.m., the sidewalk outside our office picks up in foot traffic.
Instead of simply calling someone with knowledge of the changes and asking questions, it was much easier to post a long rant on Facebook.
I took the time a couple of weeks ago to watch the Summerland municipal council meeting.
All four hours of it.
When was the last time you just sat in a chair and just thought?
No distractions, no television, no devices. Just you and your mind.
As I write this we are 14 days from the U.S. election day.
I have to get something off my chest that has been bugging me. It is a double standard that only occurs in politics.
Transparency in municipal politics is a tricky thing.
The road to ‘Donald Trump, presidential candidate’ was paved years ago.
I can’t get the image of five year old Taliyah Marsman out of my head.
Here we go again with another public sector labour disruption.
Politics have become increasing more and more violent in the last few years.
Recently a story in the state of California caught my attention.
I don’t want to think of a world without Gord Downie and the Hip.
Why can’t the NDP win elections anymore? That is a question I am sure is being asked at the highest levels of the party.
This was more than the usual decline as we age. This was dementia.
A couple of recent news stories caught my attention.
I am in the middle of moving and I can say, without reservation, that moving stinks.