Big ones. Small ones. Some as big as your head.
The most tragic forty-five minutes in history has just been aired on Canada’s main broadcasting network. It’s called Drag Kids, and it claims to be “a daring and touching portrait of four kids chasing freedom and friendship through the art of drag.” Though couched in terms which suggest an epic quest, the aforementioned “portrait” essentially... Continue Reading →
There is always the danger of dehumanization on behalf of those urging the immediate eviction of the homeless in Victoria Park. This approach, equally selfish and irresponsible, considers the best response to social “problems” is to shuffle them into a soundproof cupboard. However, I believe an equal, if more subtle, dehumanity may still be hard... Continue Reading →
I am averse to sadness in all its forms. Though I believe this aversion derives partly from nurture, I must own at least a full two-thirds as a product of nature - a nature inescapably shaped by the time and place in which I live. Even having the option of avoiding sadness betrays my status... Continue Reading →
Dear Maryam Monsef, There are a few things in your response to conservative MP’s recent “unacceptable” involvement in pro-life activities that I would like to address. The first is your claim that our nation’s views on abortion have “long been decided”, and that this supposed heritage status preemptively disqualifies any further attempts at discussion. May... Continue Reading →
That there is within man an inherent desire to to create is undeniable - one only needs to witness a child with a box of lego or an adult with a restaurant napkin to confirm this fact. The problem is that our natural impulses, along with everything else in the world, are not clean, shiny,... Continue Reading →
Though this might sound like the start of a bad joke (or a good one, depending how deep you are in the trenches of fatherhood), I recently bumped upon a living amalgamation of all three (well to be fair, he died about a hundred years ago.) This discovery was made possible through the uncanny literary... Continue Reading →
Recently I listened to a seminar given by a young woman who seemed to indicate that the church had dropped the ball when it came to preaching the whole gospel. I was cautiously optimistic, hoping there might be some discussions about the sad neglect of truth in our age. But no. The gospel for this,... Continue Reading →
There is power in a name. The right name can be liberating - the means of gaining access to certain privileges or excusing us from others. The wrong name, however, can function as a kind of portable iron maiden - a narrative we feel powerless to escape. Perhaps no name is more celebrated today then... Continue Reading →
Part of my research regarding classical Christian education has me swimming in waters I would never have chosen of my own volition. One such eddy in these waters is entitled Leisure, The Basis of Culture by Josef Pieper. You could be forgiven for thinking less of me for reading such a book, but you should... Continue Reading →
