Canada’s current, grotesquely incompetent Conservative government has embarrassed and degraded us again, by imposing sudden visa restrictions on visitors from Mexico and the Czech Republic. They claim that citizens of those countries are “clogging” our system with “phony” refugee claims. Not surprisingly, the governments of both Mexico and the European Union have protested this stupid action. In the case of the Czech Republic, the fuss is about ethnic Roma (Gypsies), who face violence and social discrimination all over Europe, but especially in that country. Their case may be difficult to judge, since it does not quite fit our customary standards for giving political refugee status, but it is by no means “phony”. I wrote to my Member of Parliament, Bob Rae, who happens to be the opposition foreign affairs critic. Read more »
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Thursday, July 16, 2009 — Correspondence with MP Bob Rae
Tuesday, June 2, 2009 — On Holy Books
There should be no Holy Books. Our species would make a significant step forward if it forsook the habit of declaring books to be sacred scriptures. The belief that certain books aren’t just the writings of human beings, but direct revelations from a divinity, or that they are “sacred” has caused no end of mischief. But I plead my case precisely because I love and respect books. There is some profound wisdom to be found, if one cares to look, in certain books. But there seems, in my view, to be no greater insult to a wise person than to turn their work into a silly magical talisman, to be mindlessly chanted and ranted, rather than read and judged with reason.
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Monday, May 12, 2009 — Two Places On King Street
Almost every day, I walk past two spots of historical interest on King Street, here in Toronto. They are only a block apart, but they represent the moral nadir and zenith of the city’s history.
The first is only a dusty bronze plaque mounted on the side of an old office building. It marks the place where, in 1798, Toronto’s first jail was built. Since it was known as the “old log jail”, we can guess the kind of public structures that graced the streets of what was then known as “Muddy York,” and reclaimed its Iroquoian name of Toronto only in 1834. The plaque makes note of the fact that the first execution took place on October 11th, 1798, when one John Sullivan was hung by the neck until dead, for the crime of stealing a note worth approximately one dollar. Read more »
Monday, April 2, 2009 — Maps, Snake Mounds, Buffalo, Mackenzie ― A Personal Reflection
Before I could even read and write, I drew maps. The desire to create a visual model of my physical environment seems to have been built into me. Throughout childhood, I drew maps of the nearby forests, carefully pacing out trails in order to reproduce their proportions correctly, and marking down swamps, cliffs, and glacial boulders. When I became aware of the existence of published maps and atlases, I pored over them with the enthusiasm that other kids had for hockey cards and comics.
I was not, however, destined to be an “armchair traveler”. Maps, for me, were ― and remain ― an expression of an impatient restlessness that is the signature of my temperament. Wanderlust. Itchy feet. A chronic chafing against any confinement or restraint. It’s not surprising that my intellectual interests combined geography and history with the philosophical issues of freedom and slavery. Read more »
Image of the month: Temple of the Inscriptions, Palenque
A Pleasure Awaits Me
Hurray! As my readers will know from constant references, I’m an ardent Sibelian… given to making pilgrimages to his statue in Toronto’s Sibelius Park, for example. The Toronto Symphony Orchestra will be performing all seven Sibelius symphonies, in sequence, in their coming season, under guest conductor Thomas Dausgaard. Dausgaard is a Danish conductor with a good reputation, but I’ve heard none of his recordings. The tests will be how he handles the finale of the Fifth Symphony… the last bars must be timed perfectly to get the effect I think Sibelius was after, and many of the recordings I have screw it up completely. But most of all, it’s the subtleties of the grim and ambiguous Fourth Symphony that matter to me. Only one modern conductor, Colin Davis, satisfies me for this symphony. If Dausgaard comes even close I’ll be in ecstasy.