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Here’s what’s up:

  • I’m starving
  • I have a headache
  • It’s raining like a sonofabitch out there. Thunder & lightning too.
  • I have to go to a wedding today where I won’t know anyone (except my wife), and it’s way the hell out/up in Markham or some such. And I have to take half a day off to do it.
  • Buuuuuuuuuuuuut…it’s the weekend! There’s already a plan for pie and movies, so really, how bad can things be?

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It’s been almost a month since Canada officially legalized gay marriage. And guess what, kids? No fire. No brimstone. Nobody asking to marry goats. God didn’t spew down wrath on the sinners. The Catholic Church didn’t take their ball and go home.

Nobody cared. Even Ralph Klein shut up about it. Fred Phelps didn’t even visit, for chrissakes, he was too busy protesting at the funerals of dead soldiers.

Yawn. Non-issue. Go back to your drinks.

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Back in July I wrote that the London police were most likely justified in shooting Jean Charles de Menezes (though I questioned the need for so many shots), given the information we had at the time. Now it seems I spoke too soon; so much evidence contradicting early reports given by the police would suggest that there was little, if any, justification for shooting him:

  • he wasn’t wearing a padded jacket
  • he had no wires protruding from his clothing
  • he didn’t jump the ticket barrier
  • he probably only ran to catch his train, not to flee the plain clothes officers
  • he was sitting down when he was shot