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Jessica Naomi Jones is missing. Jessica Naomi Jones is missing, and her car has been found, and her wallet has been found, and her keys and purse and credit cards have been found. But she is still...
View ArticleWhat To Expect When You’re Not Expecting
So I got a fun present hand-delivered to my door today! I got out of the shower to fetch it and everything because everyone loves an unexpected package. Or err, usually I do… Sadly, even this wasn’t...
View ArticleRevive The 90s: Rusty Edition
On tonight’s late-night edition of Nothing In Winnipeg, we’re going to talk about rock’n’roll. Here’s where I start feeling a little old: the mid-1990s were a bang-up time to be a Canadian kid with a...
View ArticleWhy I Write
Whenever I turn my eyes to a page, I can’t forget Mrs. Brooker’s face. I never knew Mrs. Brooker, nor even know her first name. She must have died long before I was born, her passing recorded in some...
View ArticleFaults, Fears and Twitter Beers
Oh, I just threw this out there because it was sort of a frustrating night: Although thoroughly unplanned, it went over very well. For all of those that joined in, we had a lot of good Tweets, and said...
View ArticleIdle No More, and All The Things We Don’t Know We Don’t Know
If anything out of Idle No More is crystal-clear, it is this: when it comes to First Nations and how they work, a daunting number of Canadians have no freakin’ clue what they’re talking about. No clue,...
View ArticleBut this time, Justin Bieber…
Justin Bieber has a long and honoured history of saying idiotic things. Unsurprisingly, his latest contribution to the treasure trove of stupid things has him in hot water: he wrote in the guest book...
View ArticleOn the death of Dr. V
Sometimes a journalist will write something, and sometimes people will die. This is a sad fact about this business, the small squeaking fear in the back of any reporter’s mind: you never know exactly...
View ArticleFirst Impressions of the CMHR
There is a ramp that wanders up through the galleries of the Canadian Museum for Human Rights, a zig-zag path framed by plates of Spanish alabaster lit from the inside. Nice ramp, I thought, but I was...
View Articledo you know about jian
For at least half as long as I have been been alive, a string of five short words, or something very like them, slipped through the back-channels of certain social scenes. The question was whispered...
View ArticleWhy Don’t
OF all the questions directed at people who have experienced sexual assault, it seems the most common begin with, “why don’t.” Why don’t you report / tell the police / speak up on social media / tell...
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