Putting aside the fact that I’m a journalist and part owner of an independent newspaper, Meta’s decision to block my access to Canadian news feeds does not sit well with me for a few reasons.During Hurricane Fiona, when I was researching insurance laws and emergency practices and similar topics forContinue Reading
I know we all gripe about the weather, and at last count there were three million variations of that tired old joke about waiting five minutes and it will change, but I suspect that Port aux Basques is slowly turning into the new Arctic.There is a 17 degree differential betweenContinue Reading
I don’t know what’s going on these days but it seems like everyone, and I do mean everyone, has this idea that they can tell journalists what to write and how to write it. My own mother does it. “You can’t write that, Roz. This is a small town.” René,Continue Reading
I keep imagining that somewhere in the USA a gun lobbyist rolls into work every single morning with a coffee, an unhealthy breakfast and a smartphone in one hand while they scroll Twitter. “Where’s the shooting today,” they probably ask a co-worker as they slide behind their laptop, already preppingContinue Reading
I hate winter. I’m not an outdoorsy person to begin with, but once I have to drag my arse out of bed to shovel snow in the biting, pre-dawn hours, there’s an extra level of dislike that kicks in. I once worked in windowless, industrial office and didn’t seen theContinue Reading
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Summertime blues. Shortly before the onset of COVID-19 and the ensuing shutdowns across the country, I had booked a trip to the East Coast. The trip was a birthday gift for my mother, who had a few points of interest on her bucket list, including Random Passage and Cape Spear.Continue Reading
There’s a saying that goes something along the lines of “Common sense isn’t common anymore” and for proof one need look no further than across the Gulf at Nova Scotia. Some yahoos from Ontario decided to pop on down for a barbecue, others are rotational workers who have been finedContinue Reading
I’m getting tired, and I’m not talking about the pandemic, though God knows I’m sick of that too. No, I’m talking politics and the incessant B.S. that shows no sign of ending anytime soon. People seem to think delaying an election that has been called is as easy as flippingContinue Reading
