Credit where credit is due. Despite the somewhat sensitive nature of the meetings up in North Bay on Friday, and despite the somewhat inauspicious circumstances (senior-level layoffs, specifically) the reasonableness and professionalism of the two faculty committees, meeting for five hours at the end of term to evaluate the work of their own friends and
Am heading up to North Bay this morning, about four hours’ – you guessed it – north of here. I checked the weather of course – light snow falling, clearing later. Around minus 9, all day. Then I looked out our kitchen window, for a sort of home-grown weather report – and there was our
Well, it’s minus nine degrees Centigrade today, here in Toronto; minus 18, with the wind chill. I guess you could say that winter has arrived. Yesterday’s soggy snow has mostly dissolved; what’s left has frozen. And there will likely be more snow, later today, and another five centimetres has been promised for tomorrow. This is
UK has ‘signed a death warrant’ for South Africans with HIV-Aids | Global development | theguardian.com. The criticism may be melodramatic, but the impact on TAC, and on HIV/Aids in South Africa, will be real.
There are weekends when it’s all about the chores, or the shopping, or meeting up with friends; and there are weekends when it’s all about the dive into what the city has to offer culturally. This weekend it was all about the Toronto South Africa Film Festival (evidently the first ever) and the Alex Colville
Snow. No kidding. Spiralling and spinning down the street, down the back alley, out of a grey, gloomy sky. Granted, it isn’t sticking. The ground is too wet and warm for that, after yesterday’s rain, after a shift into autumn that has been so mild as to be (almost, but not quite) unnoticeable. I mean,
