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Vaccine-Nation

In April last year, as Donald Trump handed the pandemic over to the states to deal with, and then kept Democratic ones from receiving funding for masks and ventilators and PPE, I feared this was all part of a plot to kill Democratic voters.…

Re-opening Meets Re-awakening

I remember March 13th last year. It was a Friday, and the day most North Americans left our workplaces and hunkered down for the coming plague. A couple of weeks or at worst a month. Well, here we are 15 months later, my wife and I having fled…

Feed the Arts. Grow the Nation.

Why do arts groups argue for more funds from governments and corporate sponsors by using their second-best argument for that money? It goes like this:  “The arts produce huge economic benefits: restaurants, hotels, neighbourhoods, even…

Can a ward heeler be a real healer?

The Washington Post ran a contest long ago for the most boring headline of the year. The winner was “Canadian initiative launched.” The word that won it for us was “Canadian” because what could be duller or less newsworthy in Washington than…

RamsayWrites – A Shot in the Dark

With few of us flying, we don’t hear stories of air rage anymore. They used to be all the rage, and on the rise. A nutter goes wild because a flight attendant doesn’t say “Please.”A frequent flyer doesn’t get his upgrade. Some fanboys…

The Plague-Ground – How to divert – and defend – yourself this weekend.

Enough of reality. It makes my head hurt. We’re all locked-down. It’s not even February. So rather than writing about plagues and insurrections, today’s Plague-Ground will be unimpeachably and giddily about you. Here are some ways to…

The Plague-Ground – Strike 4. We’re out.

“Where were you when….?” Yesterday was one of those days. I’d chalked up two of them in the past four years, to balance the two engraved in my brain for many years: November 22, 1963, when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated,…

The Plague-Ground – What Happens When You Finally Leave Your Abuser

Every expert says this is the most dangerous time. You have crossed the man who has stolen your life. His rage is volcanic; his hurt, vast and eternal. You flinch at every sound; look back at everyone walking behind you. Is it him? This…

The Plague-Ground – Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

These are a few of my favourite things. They’ve been spotted, cut and pasted in my “Maybe a blog?” folder. But with the arrival of snow, I’m cleaning out that cupboard to store thicker, furrier ideas for the Winter. Snow place like…

The Plague-Ground – You’re at a movie in a packed theatre. You smell smoke.

You see flames flicker up from an empty seat in front of you. You’re tempted to stand up and yell “Fire!” But you don’t because that may cause a stampede and trample people. In fact, isn’t that why it’s against the law to yell “Fire!”…