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Thursday, July 16, 2009 — Correspondence with MP Bob Rae

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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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 »

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Monday, April 2, 2009 — Maps, Snake Mounds, Buffalo, Mackenzie ― A Personal Reflection

O9-04-02 BLOG Monday, April 2, 2009 - Maps, Snake Mounds, Buffalo, Mackenzie pic 1Before 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 »

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A Pleasure Awaits Me

The composer scowls menacingly over little children playing in Toronto's Sibelius Park

The com­pos­er scowls men­ac­ing­ly over lit­tle chil­dren play­ing in Toron­to’s Sibelius Park

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.