“As he drifted from lie to lie... his strategy seemed to be to stall, suppress... and gamble that he wouldn't get caught.”
Madame Justice Denise Bellamy on what anyone who has ever worked with disgraced former city budget chief Tom Jakobek already nose, er, knows -- that he's really Pinocchio.
Stroumbo makes his move
The CBC's unofficial blogspot, cbcunplugged.com, was all a-twitter this week with news The Hour host George Stroumboulopoulos is jumping ship to join CFRB. Someone identifying himself as the pierced boy wonder quickly e-mailed in to deny that George is going bye-bye - at least not permanently. "It takes more than a month-long (or month-and-a-half-long) labour dispute to get me running," the missive reads. We certainly hope so.
Out of joint
Paul "I tried hash brownies but never caught a buzz" Martin has pulled the plug on the pot decrim bill. Don't expect it to be brought back after the widely rumoured winter election either, with the DEA now setting up shop in Canuckistan and the U.S. blowing smoke again about major border delays if we even start to hallucinate about reintroducing this baby. First, pot seed entrepreneur Marc Emery's arrest, now this. Coincidence?
It's A White Elephant
The Central Park-like green space, aka Downsview Park, the Grits promised us is turning into a white elephant in the hands of Toronto-area Grit MPs. The latest plan for the wasteland north of the 401, a 20,000-seat soccer stadium, came so far out of left field that the mayor is suggesting the fix was in. After all, the CNE was the preferred site. Smells like the high hand of Martin point man Joe Volpe at work. Hey, Joe, stop messin' with the friggin' program.
Rebecca Eckler, the sling ting who bared all in her column in the National Post, has gotten the heave-ho at the struggling daily - although freelancing opportunities still exist for the wank artist. She had a little something going when she was single, hot to trot and full of stories about all the awkward suitors she made mincemeat out of. We lapped up the man-eater's juicy tidbits. Looks like Sun-inspired Post heads can't deal with the diaper rash. See ya, Becks.