Fashion Week weak
I was enthusiastically looking forward to going to Fashion Week for the first time (NOW, March 20-26). As a fashion show “virgin,” I was quite excited to have the chance to attend a show in my own city.
After waiting nearly an hour, we were left standing in the tent to watch the show on a big screen. No refunds of our $21 admission tickets were offered.
Apparently, all the seats went to “industry” folk and their friends. Why sell tickets to the general public when the presenters know we have no chance of getting in to see a show?
Where is the public money from the many high-level sponsors going? I could have used that $21 for a nice meal or groceries.
Chris Le Page
Gluttons for Big Food
RE Smoking Out Stealth Food (NOW, March 20-26). As long as we’re discussing Big Food, this would also be a good time to discuss gluttony.
Growing up a child of WWII immigrants, I knew the surest way to get a smack in the head was to criticize the family meal. “The carrots are too soft,” “The meat is too tough” – those were (are) fightin’ words.
Yet every week, I read reviews in NOW directing foodies (gluttons) to the newest designer trough.
Maybe you can remind these folks that they’re lucky to have this luxury. And insulting food’s freshness or taste is, well, tasteless. Even at $150 a plate.
I was watching the boob tube with a buddy when I saw my first “Brand Power” ad, you know, “helping you buy better.”
Who the hell is the Buchanan Group, I thought? And why do they want me to buy Kraft peanut butter?
Then I realized I didn’t know whose interests I was serving with my food purchase, mine or the Buchanan Group, whoever they are.
RE Growing Labour (NOW, March 6-12). While Wayne Roberts’s “aha” explores the fit between population demographics of unemployed youth and labour-intensive organic agriculture, there’s a catch.
Social structures in which children are economic assets, like family-based agriculture, drive population growth. Population growth needs to be avoided given our environmental and resource situation.
RE Miller’s China Syndrome (NOW, March 20-26). By going on his trade mission trip to China, Mayor David Miller is showing quite clearly that his view of civil rights extends only to our borders.
Bungle in the jungle
Oh, for crying out loud! Why do you automatically assume that Detective Sergeant Egidio Roseto, in his description of the Comfort Zone as a “jungle,” was being intolerant? (NOW, March 20-26).
I assume this is what you were alluding to in calling it an “unfortunate reference.”
According to my dictionary, the term “jungle” means a “confused, disordered mass of objects having a tangled character.”
And I have no doubt that this was exactly the scene police came across during the raid that night.
I’m getting progressively pissed off about preventable deaths like that of Robert Maurice (NOW, March 13-19) courtesy of the chronic neglect and indifference of city, provincial and federal politicians. They should be charged with criminal neglect.
I was in the City Hall council chamber on March 4 protesting along with roughly 50 housing and anti-poverty activists, apparently in vain.
These fat-cat politicians were deaf to our desperate pleas to open up 300 more shelter spaces – not close them down – so homeless psychiatric survivors won’t have to keep dying on the street from the freezing cold.
No more talk. It’s time for more direct action, including non-violent civil disobedience.
Bob Rae’s green envy
Bob Rae’s comments on NDP economic policy show that he’s as blind to NDP leader Jack Layton’s insights into green economics as he was 20 years ago as premier of Ontario.
When Rae was premier, I worked closely with Layton to try to persuade Rae to embark on needed, non-controversial measures to stimulate the economy and protect the environment.
These included composting toilets, roof gardens, heat pumps and the systematic application of co-generation power. Rae would not be moved.
He claims that NDP policies have not moved since the 1950s, but Manitoba, where the party is in power, is the only province that’s developed a carbon emissions trading system.
Tax credits to plant killers
Our government wants to refuse tax credits to films it deems “offensive,” “odious” and “objectionable” (NOW, March 6-12). Will this approach go beyond the film and TV business?
What about tax credits to death merchants like weapons manufacturers and automakers?
How about the government support of unauthorized mining on native land (NOW, March 20-26)? I find that pretty objectionable.
Let’s not forget the Alberta tar sands, the ultimate full-on offence against our ability to live and breathe on this planet, yet governments are sinking tax dollars into it.
Hey, all you Christians, how do murder, coveting thy neighbour’s land and destroying our biosphere for greed and profit stack up against sodomy? Mr. McVety? Mr. Harper? Mr. Day?
Michael Louis Johnson
Nanking Winter blast
RE Winter Blahs (NOW, March 6-12). Marjorie Chan’s Nanking Winter was a completely engaging experience for me.
There is a reason why the Japanese army called their brothels “comfort stations” and why it would be controversial to refer to American slavery as a period of mild inconvenience, for example.
Anyone who has ever felt disappeared by revisionist language can tell you the danger of dismissing a story that is not yours and of reviewing the play you anticipated in your mind instead of the one that took place onstage.
My disappointment in this review is exacerbated by my own expectation: that as the premier forum for a discussion of arts and culture, NOW would reach a higher standard than the other reviewers.
Donna-Michelle St. Bernard
Native Earth Performing Arts
From Tim Perlich’s already much-maligned review of Cadence Weapon’s Afterparty Babies (NOW, February 28-March 5): “The boring beats and throwback rhyme flow (circa 92) – which is weak even by Edmontonian standards – put Afterparty Babies somewhere beneath Don Cash’s home demos and the outtakes from Organized Rhyme’s Huh? Stiffenin’ Against The Wall.”
You don’t like the record, fine, but why the cheap shot? And Torontonians wonder why the rest of the country resents them. Sorry, had to end with a cheap shot of my own.