In which we dispel the notion that Land Claims represent a net loss to Canada. In fact, in many cases, Canada gets quite a bit more out its Land Claims Agreements than it puts in.

The origins and intent of this Festival are a bit obscure: it is not clear whether we are intended to mourn our Lost Socks or ponder the mystery of their disappearance, or if this day marks a covert gathering of Lost Socks, convening in secrecy to celebrate their escape from pedal servitude.

Transcript, Courtland Place Hotel Media Centre, Washington DC 090507 0712

Senator Clinton: Good morning. Thanks for coming at such short notice. This all came about quite suddenly, and I’m afraid we didn’t have much time to get this conference ready, so we really appreciate your showing up. Senator McCain, do you want to start?

One of our favourite bloggers, the indomitable Shmohawk, has finally emerged from hibernation. Unfortunately he failed to secure his foot to an appropriate rock when entering dormancy, discovers upon awakening that the world has revolved around him, and finds himself in South Africa.

I’ve always been a bit puzzled by the assertion that Kathy Shaidle is a “good writer”. You can’t tell from her blog, in which self-promotion, auto-martyrdom, logrolling, and lengthy excerpts from other sites jostle for space among her paypal links. And I’ll be damned if I’m actually going to PAY to read her. But as it turns out, I don’t have to: here’s a link to a site where you can savour some of her finest prose, AND learn about Ivana Trump. Bonus!

Consultants are like doctors. Everyone waits to call us until it’s NEARLY too late, everyone resents having to use our services, and everyone thinks we’re overpaid. So here are ten proven ways to make our lives utterly miserable.

The Nunavut Land Claims Agreement provides a good example of a modern-day treaty, and illustrates both the lofty principles that underlie the notion of a nation-to-nation treaty between Canada and its first peoples, and the disappointing aftermath. It’s also instructive because many insist that claims and treaties are “old obligations”, historical relics. Not so. The largest land claim in Canadian history was signed (by a Conservative Prime Minister) just fifteen years ago.

As we approach the National Day of Action, we can expect that the usual ignorance and racism will once again begin to boil in the moronosphere. As a countermeasure, we thought this year we’d shed a bit of light on the background on some of the issues likely to come up on blogs over the next few weeks.

Back from a week in Rankin Inlet, Nunavut, sans internet, doing real world real stuff. Blogging is just blogging; sometimes I need to be reminded of that.

Let’s get kinky and go for some of the tight, four way stuff.

It’s been a weird old week among the URQs: Kate McMillan’s slapdown and meltdown, Kathy Shaidle’s sudden Declaration of Hate Pride, Mike Brock’s peculiar decision to play lawyer and tangle with the grownups. But Scenty, as alway, deserves a special place whenever the stupidity and hypocrisy of the moronosphere is tallied up.

Air Canada continues the happy trend of charging you extra to actually do the job you expect them to do in the first place.

In one of the shrewdest political analyses I’ve read of current Liberal party woes, Scenty makes a stunning prediction.

We were accused the other day of being “foul-mouthed”. Apparently not.

In which balbulican generously assists an unimaginative denizen of the moronoshere with a classic lesson in the formulation of insults.