Just in case you are wondering about the symbolism here you essentially have all “saved” but deceased American heros behind Jesus, the sinners on the right (liberal judges, single mothers, corrupt politicians, Marxist professors, female television reporters, and I think Ben Shapiro), with the righteous on the left that includes doctors, soldiers, responsible mothers, farmers, legal immigrants, and earnest students.
Does Canada, or anywhere else in the Anglosphere, produce non-ironic artwork like this?
Stephen K. Bannon has stepped down from Breitbart News Network, where he served as Executive Chairman since 2012.
Bannon and Breitbart will work together on a smooth and orderly transition.
Evolutionary theorists propose that female desire for domineering males helped create a patriarchal world
In principle, evolutionary psychology, which seeks to understand our behavior in light of the fact that we are products of natural selection, can give us deep insights into ourselves. In practice, the field often reinforces insidious prejudices. That was the theme of my recent column “Darwin Was Sexist, and So Are Many Modern Scientists.”
The column provoked such intense pushback that I decided to write this follow-up post.
COLUMBUS, Ohio — Dennis Murphy sniffed the bobcat urine he uses to lure his prey. He checked the silencer on his AR-15 assault rifle and loaded a few snares into his Ford pickup.
“Let’s go kill some coyotes,” he said.
But he wasn’t heading for the wilderness. Mr. Murphy’s stalking ground is on the contentious new frontier where hunters are clashing with conservationists: cities and suburbs.
Coyotes are largely associated with their ancestral bastions in the wild lands of the American West, but they are highly adaptable, and in recent years they have been colonizing large population centers throughout North America. The hunters have come after them, stalking the predators in settings like strip mall parking lots, housing tract cul-de-sacs, and plazas in the shadow of skyscrapers.
For those of you who haven’t heard, Mary and I moved from Florida to a tiny town in West Virginia to be closer to our parents. We are experiencing wonderful culture shock. I am not a fan of the winding mountain roads. Supermarket and hardware stores are over 20 miles away. And yet, we unexpectedly love our new heavenly haven of Americana.
Every day when Debra, a Canada Post Letter Carrier comes to drop off mails at this one particular house in a neighborhood in Hamilton, Ontario, she encounters a feisty tuxedo kitty who guards his house with a lot of ferocity.
“It is the highlight of my route and I love him! Scarier than any dog yet…. Pretty sure he would rip my face off if the glass window didn’t keep him in.”
Canada may be known for exporting maple syrup, poutine and hockey — but this country has produced inventions that have changed the world.
Gov. Gen. David Johnston and co-author Tom Jenkins have chronicled 150 of these inventions in their recent book Ingenious: How Canadian Innovators Made the World Smarter, Smaller, Kinder, Safer, Healthier, Wealthier and Happier.
How many do you know?
As 2016 gradually comes to a close, what, dear readers, are some of the most significant events of the past year?
What are your predictions for this coming year?
Are there resolutions one will make and/or break?
The past few days have been rather chaotic.
Let us, therefore, seek respite in this delightful tale:
A tiny shelter kitty helped a man propose the day before Thanksgiving, as the couple met two years ago on Thanksgiving day.
I discovered something quite by accident about supermarket deli lunch sandwiches while dropping in at my local Loblaws in Ottawa yesterday.
I often check to see if there are barbecued chickens on the refrigerator counter that are half price on their Best Before date. Transformed quickly into floppy rocks, they can sit in my deep freeze until hot pot pie season is on us.
I saw several chickens whose best before date was in fact yesterday, October 31. So I enquired at the deli counter as to whether they could apply the half price sticker and I could take them away. I had done that once before and it worked.
But this time the clerk said no. He explained that if the chickens don’t sell after their Best Before date, the deli staff make them into sandwiches. Presumably, those are the sandwiches one can buy for lunch.
Intrigued, I made my way back to the store yesterday evening. And sure enough, there were all those Best Before chickens sitting out there in an open fridge counter, most likely waiting to be made later that night or the next morning into sandwiches.
(My chickens would have been floppy bricks at least a half day earlier, then consigned to the Hot Pot as needed.)
Readers, does this matter? Up to you. But as a longtime cook and bottle washer, I would suggest making sandwiches at home.
It’s hard to see why we should pay several times as much as the ingredients cost for stuff that is actually past its Best Before date when offered at retail price for sandwiches.
A behind-the-scenes glimpse inside one of the BCF satellite offices.
The bean counters graciously allowed us to upgrade with another previously owned – and mostly working – second screen for our palatial office and also sprung for a window fan, both of which were purchased from our local pawn shop and have only minor scratches and dings. The fan really helps because the office is also the ‘litter box room’. These improvements are a huge step forward since the new-to-us screen can play bluegrass music and other sounds what comes out of the hard drive box. As you can see it’s nothing but first class equipment and accessories here in the Wild and Wonderful foothills of Appalachia. Yee-haw!
At the height of the Cold War, RAF electrician Kevin Durney used to work, eat and sleep in one-week stretches alongside two Canberra bombers, each loaded with a one-megatonne American H-bomb. The planes were ready to go at fifteen minutes’ notice.
He and his older brother, Blaise, were at the RAF’s 3 Squadron base at Geilenkirchen in West Germany near the Dutch border. Kevin, now seventy-three, did aircraft electrics there from 1963 to 1966; Blaise, now seventy-six, did ground electrics such as equipment and runway lights from 1962 to 1965. They’re both retired, Kevin in Perth and Blaise in a retirement village near Essendon. I got their story because Blaise and I play social tennis.
The Canberras were kept under adjoining huts like carports. “The B28 H-bomb (below left) filled the bomb bay. We could see the lower fin sticking out,” says Kevin. “Only the Americans had the code to arm them.”