One week later …

This past Sunday I decided, on the spur of the moment, to visit The Danforth, otherwise known as Greektown in Toronto. It was warm and sunny, glorious really, the kind of day that always attracts locals, visitors from throughout the GTA (Greater Toronto Area) and tourists to the Danforth in droves. Not surprising with its abundance of boutiques and family-friendly restaurants and cafes — most with terraces and patios.

But of course, this wasn’t just another summer Sunday on The Danforth. One week earlier, on a beautiful summer night, this lovely, lively, friendly, family-oriented, safe, beloved neighbourhood was the scene of a horrific crime.

As seniors and twenty-somethings and students on summer break and parents with children talked and laughed and ate and sipped and licked dripping ice cream cones, shots suddenly rang out. And Continue reading

At a loss for words

It’s too much.silence

All the hatred, all the violence, all the death, all the destruction.

I can’t believe it’s become a part of our daily lives.

I can’t believe there are those who still refuse to
acknowledge there’s a problem.

I can’t believe there are those who think a minute of Continue reading

Remind me NEVER to go to Copenhagen …

I don’t know if you saw the news on the weekend.  I was so stunned, so disgusted, so appalled I could barely breathe.  I still cannot believe it actually copenhagenhappened.

Officials at a zoo in Copenhagen killed a healthy giraffe, cut it up and fed it to the lions.  As if this wasn’t heinous enough, the macabre ‘event’ was open to the public.  And the public came.  With children.  People actually showed up to witness a helpless animal being slaughtered unnecessarily.  And then they watched while the barely dead animal was butchered and turned into lunch for a Continue reading