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Tory seeks non-bespectacled glory
Now we know why John Tory failed to emerge from the smoky political backrooms to become mayor. His handlers think voters take passes on pols who wear glasses. Tory is now trying to take over the provincial party named after him and, mid-campaign, has ditched his specs. With less than two weeks to go before the top Tory is tabbed, Johnny now appears on his glitzy Web site with the new look, along with plenty of grin-and-grab shots of the older (and – we’re guessing – deemed less approachable) facade.
I’m not lovin’ it
Nosediving McDonald’s is desperate to show that its hideously unhealthy food is, um, healthy. So McD’s is now offering kids apples in its notorious Happy Meals. But this miracle fruit doesn’t turn brown for 21 days and comes with a yummy tub of caramel dipping sauce for those kids who can’t say goodbye to calories.
Formerly fab Fuller flummoxed
Gormless gossipmonger Shinan Govani wonders in the largely unread National Post – hey, we get paid to read it – why one-time wunderkind, current blunderkind Bonnie Fuller looked distressed recently at Pearson Airport. We’ll fill you in, Postboy. Seems Toronto’s own gift to publishing can’t get film fest press accreditation for her sleazy tab, Star Magazine. Gee, what’s up with those TIFFers? Don’t they want their red-carpet royalty to get full-colour focus on their cellulite and belly flab?
Too much Labour Day labour
It’s tough enough being in the union movement, but is it necessary to give up the last long weekend of summer? Another Labour Day Monday, another bunch of union members shuffling through the west end waving placards to largely empty sidewalks on the annual parade. Sure, they get free Ex tickets, but they probably got stranded on the G-Force ride or taken down by police Chief Julian Fantino. Why not march on May 1 and let workers rest on Labour Day like the bosses?
Few bucks for Beslan
We Canadians are all heart, eh? As the world recoils from Russia’s Beslan massacre, Prime Millionaire Paul Martin expresses his sympathy for the victims and his requisite rage against the terrorists. And he’s sending a cheque. Canada’s offering 100 grand to help survivors. That wouldn’t cover Adrienne Clarkson’s mini-bar tab on one of her grand tours, or Sponsorgate’s Alfonso Galliano’s lavish lunches.
