*Originally published in our March 27-April 2, 2022 issue
This is an important time for our world. This is serious business. We are going to find out something about ourselves here on earth over the next weeks and months.
There’s emerging from the brutal Russian invasion of Ukraine a deep
The wonders of the language and the directions it takes. Over the years and over the decades I have watched words and phrases pop-up in the world of journalism. They are words everyone seems to latch on to.
The latest come to us from the horror that’s the still a
It’s amazing how the news cycle changes and relentlessly rolls on. That which is new now was not a couple of weeks ago. We watch the agony of Ukraine and its people, and it knocks all other stories off the front pages of all the newspapers and out of the
Column from our March 6-12, 2022 issue
it was a scene oft repeated on wharfs in St. John’s harbour. A ship docks and hearses from local funeral parlours roll up to offload a tragic cargo.
So it was last week when recovered bodies from the sunken Spanish trawler Villa de
It’s a real event, not just one of my imagination. False Spring is defined in Webster’s as an earlier than average warming event followed by another period of freezing temperatures.
In other words, you may think it’s Spring, but it isn’t. In some sectors if it lasts for some days
*The following column appeared in the February 20 – 26, 2022 issue
What is my question to the members of the so-called “Freedom Convoy” that held Ottawa and some other places hostage recently.
You said you were a trucker convoy, but you became something else and that was a very
I sat down to the computer a few days ago to write something meaningful about Valentine’s Day, but I became distracted for a particularly good reason so I gave up.
I knew something of the tradition of St. Valentine’s Day, but the words would not come easily. It’s because thoughts
I don’t exactly “need my head examined” as my mom used to say in the politically incorrect days of yore, but there’s no question that these times of isolation are starting to get me down.
I expect it’s like that for a lot of us. Surely to God there must
I was angry first and then sad. I had my COVID booster shot last week. It was just before those anti-vax protesters, operating out of ignorance rather than malice, shut down a COVID vaccine clinic on Topsail Road.
The clinic was for seniors, like me, over 70. I lined up
At this time of the rolling year some pundits put forward some notions on what the New Year might bring. It’s hope in vain if something is expected from me.
Two years into the COVID-19 pandemic and I swear to God I know less about what is going on then