It’s been a year since I started this blog, a year that has at times meandered and at others left me in its wake as it seemingly rushed by. I’m a sucker for anniversaries and milestones, I guess, because I feel like I ought to write some kind of post to reflect a little. Continue reading
Category Archives: Dans Ontario
While upwards of 40,000 Quebec students are walking off campuses in Quebec to protest tuition increases, our tuition fee rally at McMaster a few weeks ago consisted of about fifty. I don’t mean to slag those organizing the event, for they do wonderful work, and I’m told that this year’s showing was an improvement on the last. But I can’t help being disappointed in the wider McMaster community – both undergraduate and graduate, not to mention the faculty – for their lacklustre support. It’s all the more disconcerting when one considers that Ontario undergraduate students pay the highest tuition in the country (and receive the lowest per capita support from the government).
I took a vacation over New Years, and in British Columbia I set my sights on flora. There’s a lot of moss. I was enamoured by the hardy winter crops in rows on folks’ front lawns, gardens that have bunkered down for winter but hold onto some fierce kinda life force. Continue reading
It began with a march on the banks in downtown Hamilton, but an autumn day of rabble rousing culminated with hot coffee, car stereos and friends at a moonlit intersection in residential Grimsby, Ontario. We were twenty strong in a town of 20,000. It was one of the more interesting actions I’ve been to, not least because these things often take place in more urban areas. The quiet was punctuated by the periodic horns of vehicles whose drivers saw one of our signs: Honk against wage theft! Continue reading
I feel like I could get on my lovely little motorbike (although the term causes some consternation here) and take all the right turns until I find myself somewhere near Hoàng Hoa Thám, or Đội Cấn, or following the edge of West Lake. But I’ll just end up where I started. Continue reading