“Over our dead bodies.”
Caribbean Cultural Committee's Henry Gomez goes gangsta over city plan to wrest control of financially troubled Caribana from the group.
A fish called Bully
The Swim Up River party promoted by Fabric and put on by a group called Don't Tell My Booker to close Fashion Week festivities Saturday takes this year's award for bad taste. Organizers of the fete for Bully garments - "Toronto's first and only men's-specific streetwear label dedicated to getting guys laid" - pulled a real boner by giving out live goldfish as swag. (Swim Up River - get it?) Wonder if those bright bulbs of the runway set gave any thought to how many of those little fishies ended splattered on the pavement outside.
School trustee's black mark
Scarborough Centre school board trustee Scott Harrison is either extremely naive or ignorant. How else to explain his ill-considered - and eventually aborted - attempt last week to have the school board recognize February as Heritage Month instead of Black History Month? We still haven't heard an apology, which only lends credence to the suggestion that the race-baiting was a publicity stunt to attract attention for a much-rumoured run for council. What a nitwit.
Post by the board
The mayor's worst nightmare, next to the Toronto Port Authority, is the Toronto Board of Trade's teaming up with that other right-wing tormentor, the National Post. The two have joined in a multi-year sponsorship deal that makes the Post the board's official paper (read mouthpiece). "Our board will be an even more effective voice for the Toronto business community," boasts Board of Trade CEO Glen Grunwald. Yeah, if anybody still gives a flying doo-doo about anything the Post has to say.
Cronenberg's history lesson
Pity poor David Cronenberg. He just couldn't resist blasting the Oscars for passing over his own A History Of Violence. Its messaging, Cronenberg reasoned on the Star's front page, is too subtle for the "anti-Bush, anti-conservative" Oscar judges. Was it a coincidence, then, that he wasn't even nominated by his peers for the Directors Guild of America Awards? Bitter.