Month: June 2017
That night in Milan
Sgt Pepper may have taught the band to play twenty years ago today, but that night in Milan was nearly thirty years ago. Yet the memory of it – and all that led up to it – still makes it seem like yesterday. I was still in Toronto, had graduated law school one year earlier, … [Continue reading “That night in Milan”]
Not so softly whispering I hate you?
I am sick. In this post public relations spin / social media world, I am sick of politicians who utter or post words of how their thoughts are with the victims and the survivors of yet another terrorist attack as they congratulate the emergency services for a job well done, and, who express their outrage … [Continue reading “Not so softly whispering I hate you?”]