Robertson Davies is dead. If Trump really wants Canada, A, all he would have to do is one simple thing that Queen Victoria figured out a long time ago with India.
Robertson Davies is dead. If Trump really wants Canada, A, all he would have to do is one simple thing that Queen Victoria figured out a long time ago with India.
I remember a time when I was seven or eight years old, one of my overindulged and brain damaged cousins told me that crabapples were perfectly safe to eat right off the tree. We went all around Shediac (a shit-hole town too small for autocorrect) picking green apples and eating them.
In the world of movies, they say it is better to show, don’t tell. Show that there’s a gun in the kitchen drawer, and you automatically know that, later on, someone will get a bullet to the face. Show a turkey in the oven, and you know Thanksgiving is going to feature a dry bird. …
To turn left. If you’re a man with a history of failure, you have the right to identify as a woman, moving to a place where the bar for athleticism has been lowered for obvious reasons of biology. You have that right… apparently. Should you choose to accept it?
You know how ostriches, when they want to hide from reality, bury their heads in the sand? It’s not true, but it’s where the expression comes from. Somebody saw an ostrich looking for a contact lens in the sand, and immediately assumed they were hiding from something, or up to no good and didn’t want …
Inside Doug's Head 