My grandfather Malone was a real St. John’s man. He was Catholic and anti-Confederate. The capital had voted heavily against Confederation in the 1948 referenda. My grandfather worked for the ultimate St. John’s merchant firm which was Bowring Brothers and it appears he bought whole hog into the notion that
One of the things that come with a weekly column is the notion of recurring themes. All stories can’t be about Donald Trump or Covid-19. Those are observations about what broadcaster John Nesbitt called The Passing Parade.
Catching a break
There are, on the other hand, story themes that keep
It won’t be long now before the economic recovery committee currently plotting our future will weigh in on where that economic road may lead. I personally hope they are tough as nails, because we cannot go on the way we are going. It is, by the way, a good idea
One of the more interesting aspects of the current Corona virus crisis is the odd juxtaposition of facts in our medically and socially realigned world. Some things are the same and some are very much NOT the same.
In need of constants
This morning I was down to the ocean
Polio kind of eased into the public consciousness in the summer of 1959 in Newfoundland. We were aware of it, but it didn’t dominate our lives. It broke out that year in Trinity Bay in a small group of connected families that had not been vaccinated with the Salk vaccine.
I was going to try and write some ultimate COVID-19 story, but that situation is complicated and unfolding so quickly that instead I will share a quiet moment that I think has meaning. The Coronavirus is changing our world. We are all in it and we are all coping. There
There are several advantages to being a senior citizen. The Coronavirus certainly is not one of them. When you hear all the warnings it certainly does “give you pause.” Once upon a time a couple of aspirin and a hot toddy would haul you through any medical unpleasantness that might
We have all received those silly e-mails and phone calls trying to con us out of our money. I marvel at how people could be so gullible as to fall for those scams. When someone says “This is your Captain speaking and you have won a free cruise,” I hang
I laugh at those who in self- righteous indignation or in perceived political opportunity rise up on their hind legs and rail against the $25,000 price tag on entering the Liberal leadership race. Unless you came into town on a load of turnips you should know that it is “a
I suspect that when humanity is finally wiped off the face of the earth it won’t be under a mushroom cloud but rather the result of a virus that becomes a pandemic. There is no need to lose sleep yet over the spread of coronavirus, but it is time
The Liberals were slicker than goose crap on linoleum in the Dwight Ball resignation announcement.
One day Dwight was a happy, if embattled, premier. A couple of days later the dice were tumbling into place for a leadership succession. I wasn’t rocked to my boots by the announced exit. Word was
It was the day of the rate mitigation press conference that this odd feeling of déjà vu swept over me. We always seem to be in the middle of something that has us peering over the edge of a steep cliff. That cliff, often, is of our own making. I