Dyer's a big liar
Gwynne Dyer is starting to seem like a left-wing version of George Jonas, printing wilder and wilder allegations just to see if anyone is actually reading him.
According to his latest article (NOW, November 23-29), Israeli leaders have been making threats to use nuclear weapons to destroy Europe as well as the Muslim Middle East if Israel is facing destruction. But he doesn't cite any source.
He claims to know the Palestinian people's heart, saying that those who died in Beit Hanoun supported the launching of rockets into Israel, and that most Palestinians in Gaza no longer care about the price in lost Palestinian lives as long as they can kill a few Israeli soldiers and civilians. What opinion polls is he relying on, and at what seance did he interview the dead guys?
In a region where Muslim and Jewish leaders get murdered for negotiating peace, who in his or her right mind is going to say anything other than the party line to a foreign journalist who doesn't want to hear anything else anyway?
Dwyer's description of the Palestinians is a caricature that feeds into dehumanizing Western paranoia, demonizing them as a people whose entire population wants to kill more than they want to live.
RE Far Coast Cafe (NOW, November 23-29). I believe we were misinterpreted. We commend anyone and everyone for every step in the right direction, and we feel that the café itself has made a lot of impressive efforts that deserve credit. Our concern or criticism was in reference to the fact that companies, in this case Coca-Cola, are increasingly using these types of measures as a form of green-washing - i.e., a green facade to distract customers from the social and environmental damage that the company behind it has traditionally ignored.
Sorry you didn't get laid
I read with interest both Alan Young's and Joseph Couture's articles on Club Wicked in your last issue (NOW, November 23-29). Young expresses surprise that Toronto isn't suddenly overrun by swingers clubs, and Couture compares the flourishing gay bath scene to the city's one swingers club open only two nights a week.
I'm not as surprised. Not least among the obstacles to the swingers scene is the natural reluctance of people who've never tried something like this to take the first step.
Shlomo and Aurora Benzion are two remarkable people who set out with a business plan and an attitude completely focused on their goal. They think of sex as healthy and natural, and have created a club to appeal to the top end of the market. Couture is correct when he says straight people should thank them for leading the way. They were doing that at their former location on Richmond well before the Supreme Court ruling.
Given time, straight people will figure out that they can have as much fun as gay men, and this industry will grow.
The Benzions will remain on top. They and their club are a class act. I'm sorry Couture didn't get laid, but that happens in gay bathhouses, too.
What about the rest of us?
The province of quebec has the same constitutional powers and position as every other province in Confederation and should not be granted any change except through the will of the people of Canada.
But just as we recognize the aboriginal rights of First Nations peoples, so we need to recognize the cultural-linguistic rights of the francophone nations. These need to include francophones both inside and outside Quebec, as well as other francophone nations like the Acadians and Métis.
[By doing so] we can reduce the threat of sovereignty-independence, protect the rights of non-separatists within Quebec and protect the rights of other francophone nations outside Quebec in every other province of the Confederation.
Province (or nation?) of BC
Kill me with a cuke
If I have to read about Steven Davey's swoon-worthy "cukes" and "'shrooms" one more time I'm going to impale myself on something sharp. I find myself pulling out handfuls of my own hair every time he uses these words in his otherwise delicious reviews. Mushroom! Cucumber! Anything but "swoon-worthy"!
Virtually insane review
I'd like to comment on the review of Jamiroquai's High Times album by Jason Richards (NOW, November 23-29). He says Virtual Insanity is the only song anyone has ever cared about.
Wow, how far up his own ass is his head? Doesn't JR know about Emergency On Planet Earth, Blow Your Mind, Cosmic Girl, Little L, Alright, Dynamite and many more brilliant songs?
Jamiroquai's concert this year was dynamite (pardon the pun), featuring one of the tightest bands I've ever heard. I don't know if Richards realizes that Jamiroquai have sold millions of records worldwide and have legions of hardcore fans, including a bunch in Toronto (their biggest market in North America).
This review is the last straw. I have been utterly disgusted with this reviewer's lack of knowledge on several occasions (the k-os review included). I hope you can find a new reviewer with an open mind and a vast knowledge of music history.
Double fisting standard
RE Belinda Fox in Love & Sex (NOW, November 16-22). I can't possibly imagine how any rational person could think this essay adds anything positive or interesting to the city your magazine serves, the magazine itself, discourse on sex or love or anything remotely literary.
It is simply repugnant pornography, with a little blood and violence thrown in for bad measure - so disgusting that I couldn't eat my lunch after reading it. If this story involved a man and a woman or two men it would have met (rightly) with universal abhorrence.
What's happened to your magazine? It must be trying hard to shed any vestige of mainstream (youth) appeal. Two U of T students I asked to read the piece were in equal measures puzzled and turned off by its tone and graphic depiction of sadistic sex.
You're bringing sick back
Love & Sex's completely pornographic reminiscence about a time in the writer's life when she was treated like sexually abused livestock sickens rather than scintillates. Come on, NOW, is this really the best creative stuff being presented to you? My 13-year-old niece just started taking the subway to school on her own this year and reads your paper on the way. Way to go, NOW.
Dear Stephen Harper: please resign. We are out of time. We cannot afford to have you play politics with our children's future. You have had ample time to demonstrate (imaginative) leadership, and you have not. Your "green" plan is gutless. You have even failed to come to consensus with those who understand how serious the problem is and who have viable ideas to combat it. You have only offered up a non-plan that is next to useless. For the sake of your children, please resign now.
NDP in the mirror
RE Campaign Drain (NOW, November 23-29). Can you see yourselves in the mirror? No, because you can't pass through the capitalized blaze of NDP that makes your lopsided view half-baked.
Let their names be known
I'd hate for performers onstage to go uncredited for their part in our recent record-release show, reviewed so favourably by Jason Keller (NOW, November 23-29).
So for the record, that was Lady Sian Llewelyn joining Tara White on vocals, and Boss Josh Bowman on the low-end guitar.
Your minds they've blown - let their names be known.
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