What’s going on? Am I just getting cranky and intolerant in my old age? Because I don’t know about you, but it sure feels like I’m living in a world where manners and civility are fast becoming endangered species.
A world where callous, boorish, insensitive, classless, vile behaviour is, sadly, becoming the norm; and is generally accepted, excused, ignored, overlooked and, sometimes, even rewarded.
Of what do I speak?
If, in the end, the NBA does find a way to make Donald Sterling sell the Clippers he will make pots and pots and pots of money. He’ll laugh all the way to the bank. And he’ll still be a racist pig. And a womanizer. And a slum landlord. He’s 80 years old and he’s got prostate cancer. He’s not about to change any time soon. And why would he? He’s gotten away with it so far.
If, in the end, by some miracle Toronto’s Mayor, Rob Ford, comes out of rehab and never smokes crack or drinks Continue reading →