While we’ve been all talking about the Beasley neighbourhood here in Hamilton, interesting things have been happening in Toronto. The public housing structure in Toronto is different then here in Hamilton. The demand is different, the demographics are different, and how poverty exists within the greater context of the community is different. Now, Regent Park, home to the city’s largest concentration of modernist public housing, is undergoing some major changes. The Revitalization Plan makes for an interesting overview of the issue, and Spacing Wire does an excellent job covering the demolition.
Just because the late winter weather isn’t working out, doesn’t mean we should all stop riding. The RedBull Skyride takes the meaning of urban riding to a whole new level. More info here. I wonder if Jackson Square would let us pull this off…between that and the wonderful rooftop park, we could easily make a 2km course…hmm…Mall-cross.
Finally, the always brilliant Electroluminescent has offered up this new song for download ( at 44 megs, beware…) . He also plays the Underground on Feb 24.
the anti-Republican strategists confessing they had never set foot in one of those neo-evangelical mega-churches that are the ultimate (and most Machiavellian) laboratories of the “enemy,” staring in disbelief when I say I’ve spent quite some time exploring them; ex-candidate Kerry, whom I met in Washington a few weeks after his defeat, haggard, ghostly, faintly whispering in my ear: “If you hear anything about those 50,000 votes in Ohio, let me know”; the supporters of Senator Hillary Clinton who, when I questioned them on how exactly they planned to wage the battle of ideas, casually replied they had to win the battle of money first, and who, when I persisted in asking what the money was meant for, what projects it would fuel, responded like fundraising automatons gone mad: “to raise more money”; and then, perhaps more than anything else, when it comes to the lifeblood of the left, the writers and artists, the men and women who fashion public opinion, the intellectuals–I found a curious lifelessness, a peculiar streak of timidity or irritability, when confronted with so many seething issues that in principle ought to keep them as firmly mobilized as the Iraq War or the so-called “American Empire” (the denunciation of which is, sadly, all that remains when they have nothing left to say)…”
