As a guy who spent 10 weeks and then 17 weeks as a stay-at-home dad, I really identified with this video. If only I had written my own Rage Against the Machine-inspired song, recorded a video, and posted it on YouTube, I could have made hundreds of thousands of people laugh. Instead I started a stupid blog that nobody reads. Good choice, Dearlove.
Monthly Archives: September 2008
Not In My Backyard
I like my neighbourhood. Built during the post-war boom in the 1940’s, Manor Park is a fairly typical urban community, with nice tree-lined streets and an interesting mix of single-family homes, green space, and lower-income community housing.
There are a lot of cool things about my part of town. It’s just a five minute walk down to the RCMP stables, where the boys can go visit the horses after dinner. We can walk over to the Canadian Aviation Museum to explore the collection and watch planes take off. There are a number of paths that offer easy access to the Ottawa River, and the nearby Rockcliffe Parkway is closed on Sunday mornings for family bike outings.
I like walking down to Manor Park Grocery, where Nick has manned the counter for 40 years. The Dairy Queen turns 50 this year, and you can usually run into someone you know while waiting for a cookie dough blizzard. The strip mall around the corner has changed – the adult video store and the bingo hall moved out, and The Works and a children’s consignment store moved in. Whether that’s an improvement is a matter of personal opinion.
But do you know what this idyllic neighbourhood really needs?
Trucks. Thousands and thousands of big, loud, carbon monoxide-spewing 18-wheelers. The city wants to build a four-lane bridge and highway on the edge of Manor Park that would become the new truck route for goods traveling between Ontario and Quebec. According to the experts, who looked at about ten sites along the river, Kettle Island and our neighbourhood is the best place to build it. In fact, it’s the only location now being considered.
While the highway would literally run through our backyard, my disbelief about the proposal is not a “Not in My Backyard” reaction. I just don’t understand how 1,800 trucks a day fit into our urban environment. I don’t understand why citizens should have to sacrifice the best aspects of our community – cultural institutions, parks, wetlands – when other, less-destructive options are available. As one urban planning expert said, “This is almost the least appropriate place to take a major vehicle thoroughfare through the urban fabric”.
I recognize Ottawa has a major transportation issue. It’s insane that huge trucks have to navigate our downtown streets to get to the highway, and it’s a problem that has required a solution for decades. However, inflicting this problem on another community four kilometres down the street appears incredibly short-sighted and frankly, more than a little cruel.
So, the next phase of the process begins. The environmental assessments will take place over the next two years. Letters are being written, protests are being planned, and intense lobbying will take place. Perhaps a rare species of frog will be found in the wetland bordering the proposed corridor and the bridge will be shelved. Perhaps the politicians will remember that great cities put people first, not industry.
Or, perhaps I should have my realtor’s phone number on speed dial.
For more information on this issue, you can visit www.stopthebridge.org
Galas and Ordinary People
On the campaign trail yesterday, Stephen Harper said:
“I think when ordinary working people come home, turn on the TV and see a gala of a bunch of people, you know, at a rich gala all subsidized by taxpayers claiming their subsidies aren’t high enough when they know those subsidies have actually gone up – I’m not sure that’s something that resonates with ordinary people.”
It’s an interesting comment, especially considering Mr. Harper’s wife, Laureen, has been the active Honourary Chair of a certain national arts institution’s last two fundraising galas, as well as the one coming up in ten days. The last two galas only raised about $2.7 million to support youth and education programs across the country.
Of course, this isn’t the kind of thing that would resonate with ordinary people.
Coldplay’s New Single
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about my sons’ obsession with ABBA, and more specifically, the song Dancing Queen. To my great relief, they’ve been asking for it less and less in recent days. ABBA has been replaced by Coldplay, which, depending on your point of view, is either more of the same or a significant improvement.
K, in particular, has developed a fondness for one specific song. Unfortunately, the song’s title is giving him some problems, as was obvious in yesterday’s car ride home…
K: “Daddy, I wanna eat a fajita”.
Me: “Pardon? What do you want for dinner?”
K: “No, I wanna eat a fajita”.
Me: “We’re not having fajitas for dinner”.
K: [getting upset] “No, I wanna LISTEN to eat a fajita”.
Me: “I don’t understand…wait, do you mean Viva la Vida?”
K: “Yeah yeah yeah”.
So, we can add Eat a Fajita to the list of misheard song titles – you know, Rock the Cash Bar (Rock the Casbah), Awesome Sugar Hombre (Pour Some Sugar on Me), and It’s a Hard Egg (It’s A Heartache).
So You Want to Tour Abroad, Eh?
This little piece of perfection gives you an inside view on the difficult approval process Canadian artists face when applying for foreign travel assistance. It may be painful for the artist, yet it’s of utmost importance that each artist be carefully vetted by an experienced committee on non-partisan bureaucrats to ensure Canada is properly represented on the international stage.
Enjoy.