Not long ago, in a flurry of media attention greeting the arrival on the funny pages of yet another accomplished Canadian cartoonist, Lynn Johnston was misquoted as lamenting, “Mea culpa is my middle name.” Bewildered when she read it, she looked it up.By Ann Finlayson7 min
Spring had fallen softly on Santiago when they came for her—11 men with guns thundering down upon the tiny student café, dragging Ines Angelica Diaz Tapia screaming into an unmarked car. Four days later, her sister caught sight of her before a military tribunal, ravaged beyond her 25 years, her dark beauty unrecognizable.By Marci McDonald10 min
As the McDonald Commission on the Royal Canadian Mounted Police entered its fourth year this summer, the inquiry into alleged Security Service misdeeds seemed to slip into oblivion with the ghostly inevitability of a ship going down in a North Atlantic gale—in this case, the storm over energy and the constitution.By Robert Lewis7 min
"Ising anything left of punk rock. That's what my bag is and, besides, I don’t like purple hair,” says Vancouver’s Susan Jacks, whose latest album, Ghosts, is so middle of the road that you can practically hear the white line. Jacks found early fame with former husband, Terry Jacks, and together formed The Poppy Family, sweeping the airwaves in the early ’70s with such classics as Which Way You Goin', Billy and Where Evil Grows.By Marsha Boulton6 min
It happened, as it does, inevitably. The Dersches were away helping neighbors brand cattle last May when the grey cloud carpeted their ranch in the Porcupine Hills of southwestern Alberta. The gritty powder, which for 10 days irritated the cattle’s eyes and nostrils and coated the grass they fed on, was ash from Mount St. Helens, the Washington state volcano that had erupted roughly 800 km to the southwest.By Paul Grescoe6 min
Although publicity over wife-beating and child abuse has shown the family to be the single most violent collective, most Canadians still believe that the family is society’s most loving and supportive institution. That’s why so many viewers were shocked earlier this year to see what is perhaps the most pathetic form of family violence—called “granny bashing” in news reports—dramatized in a Quincy episode titled “Honor Thy Elders.”
It's a dying opening-night tradition for the cast to party until dawn in drunken expectation of the morning editions with their fateful reviews. Few actors since the days when the Puritans inveighed against the theatre have had as sobering a read as Dennis Robinson after the recent opening at Theatre Network of his one-man show, Twentieth Century Jig.By Mark Czarnecki5 min
The exhibition of Joseph Mallord William Turner's watercolors, drawings and prints that opened this month at the Art Gallery of Ontario is modest by Turnerian standards: 123 works executed between 1793 and 1845—68 watercolors, 10 drawings and 45 prints by or after Turner.By Hubert de Santana5 min
On April 4, 1977, a slightly built Argentine architect entered Buenos Aires central police headquarters to pick up a renewed passport. There authorities placed Adolfo Pérez Esquivel, winner of the 1980 Nobel Peace Prize, “at the disposal of the executive power."
It could be excused as a Freudian slip. David Crombie, the tiny Toronto Tory, tripped over his tongue last week in reference to “section 42 of the revolution—er, resolution, I mean.” Amid the strained laughter from fellow members of the committee studying constitutional change, Crombie smiled brightly like a cherub caught farting in choir pratice.
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