Filed under: Toronto | Tags: fundraising, violence against women, walk a mile in her shoes, white ribbon campaign
“You can’t really understand another person’s experience until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes.”
Calling all men: put on a pair of high heels and join the White Ribbon Campaign to Walk A Mile in Her Shoes. On Thursday October 1, 2009 we’re all going to help end violence against women and girls, one man-sized step at time.
On the plus side: no classes on Thursdays or Fridays.
On the down side: Tuesdays are Brutal with a capital B. 9am to 8pm; breaks are few and far between.
How about you guys? What are your scheds like?
Filed under: Cities, Toronto | Tags: cupe, garbage, maclean's, raccoons, toronto, toronto strike
I think my favourite part is the raccoons. But to offer some perspective on how newsworthy they’re trying to make this whole thing, CP24 did a 1-minute segment on the growing rat population. Eeewww.
Filed under: Music, Style, Toronto | Tags: columbia, google, hipsters, toronto
I don’t really know what “hipster” means, so I did some research on Google Images. Along with some American Apparel undie ads and beer-bemused snapshots from Pabst parties (why do they wear sunglasses in dark rooms in the nighttime?), here were some of my favourites:
I confess that this doesn’t correspond perfectly to my mental image of the hipster. Perhaps it’s because it was supposed to represent the “Columbia hipster.” The Toronto hipsters must be a different breed… One that wears tighter pants.
Ahaha, I just found this incredibly funny. Although I didn’t learn very much.
Filed under: Music, Toronto | Tags: beirut, gulag orkestar, july 9, love, nuns, phoenix, toronto, zach condon
EXCELLENT.
Some highlights included:
- The band-wide towel-down in the middle of the show — after which Zach sang the next song (was it Elephant Gun?), ukelele in hand and towel draped over his head. Nun-style.
- A heightened appreciation of The Gulag Orkestar and and The Akara. Live. Whoa.
- So much love. I was in the third row, but a pretty big guy was in front of me. My Zach Condon view was not optimal. A couple of songs in, he realized I couldn’t see, so he stepped back, and let me stand in front of him. Second Row. Yes.
- More love. Beirut shows have the power to solve racial conflict. A bunch of drunk latino girls got into a fight with a black guy because he was imitating their (admittedly annoying) screeching while the Dodos opened up the show. But in the end they all made up. (Yay Dodos!)
- Even more love. AND SO MUCH ELBOW ROOM. Second row, and no one pressed up against you in a quasi-frottage manoeuvre? Priceless.
(I didn’t bring my camera so this photo from the National Post concert review will have to suffice — they were the first ones to post. I was way closer.)
Today is delicious.
I was walking down Yonge Street this afternoon, just north of Bloor — and what did I see but a legion of naked men and women on bikes, smiling, laughing and jingling bells. A crowd had assembled at the corner of Yonge and Bloor to watch the bare bikers bell past them, and on up the street. Some had their cameras out, while others just gaped. A man standing beside me, somewhere in his late 50s, had a wide watermelon grin on his face.
But once the initial shock subsided, the question remained: Why on earth was there a band of naked people on bikes rolling through the city? The answer: the World Naked Bike Ride.
Now, what is this World Naked Bike Ride, and why did it happen? According to the designated Wikipedia page, it’s a yearly event in cities around the world to “celebrate cycling and the human body.” As one rider shouted as he peddled his pink bottom up the street, “Burn fat, not gas!”
A worthy cause. An even worthier photo op.
Filed under: Thoughts, Toronto | Tags: distillery district, king street east, soma, soma chocolatemakers, toronto, toronto shop
Upon performing a Google definition search of the word “soma” today, I was blown away by the turn-out. Believe it or not, these four simple letters cover everything from hallucinoges to a Strokes song (and a good one at that). But one of my favourite Soma references is perhaps the closest to home. Or more accurately, closest to work.
Yes, you’ve guessed it: Soma Chocolatemakers. Famous for their Spicy Mayan Hot Chocolate (on display as “Drink of the Gods”), this place is conveniently right down the street from my work this summer. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
Gaargh chocolate.
Filed under: Thoughts, Toronto, Work | Tags: summer, university, victoria college, wednesday, Work
From my desk at work, with 20 minutes to go on this Wednesday afternoon, the street never looked so beautiful. Even the garbage water on the tar-torn asphalt has a peculiar charm to it. Is that bad?
One more thing: I miss you!
Filed under: Toronto, Work | Tags: bailout, economic crisis, prostitution, recession, sex trade, toronto, toronto star
In tough economic times, everyone suffers. Including workers in the sex trade.
According to a recent Toronto Star article, the recession is driving prices for prostitutes into the ground. Or sidewalk. The price for oral sex was $60 last fall, while now it’s wavering at $20, and going down. “Full service” has gone down from $150 to $80.
While some prostitutes were once able to make $600 a night, these days, they can barely scrape up $150. So what’s in store in the future of Toronto’s sex trade? How will sex workers manage to live on plummetting prices and increasing competition?
It’s a serious problem, with dire implications for the economic state of our city. According to York University professor of economics Perry Sadorsky, when the “vices” of smoking, drinking and sex are affected by an economic downturn, you know things are getting bad. “We are in the most serious depression since the 1930s. This shows the magnitude of the decline. It is deep and it is problematic.”
All I can say is… I smell a bailout!
