“The time has come, my little friends, to talk of many things – of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings; of whether the sea is boiling hot and whether pigs have wings…”
So as it turns out, a daily news post was a tad ambitious. Not to say that nobody read it (but then, what do I know about who reads this thing of mine), but to say that I have to eat and live and sometimes sleep, and working a full-time job whilst doing theatre stuff on my off hours has had a deleterious effect on my ability to regurgitate news media, I’m sorry to say, I know you miss it (no I don’t). I’m going to try to do my best to post a weekly round-up every Saturday or Sunday, which’ll sort of curate the week’s bizness into digestible chunks, for your reading displeasure.
At any rate, the farkakte state of things in the Dominion of Canada has done little to bring cheer to these pixels, nor to these keyboard-weary fingertips of mine. I mean ho-lee-bejeezus, between the neo-Orwellian internet censorship provisions of the Trans Pacific Partnership (TPP) to this morning’s revelations (pace Edward Snowden) that the Communications Security Establishment Canada (alias CSEC – or NSA North, as I like to call it) has been illegally spying on the Brazilian mining and energy ministry, not only is something rotten in the state of Denmark, it’s positively composting.
Any précis of Canada’s atrocities w/r/t its uncommonly vicious mining industry is going to be lengthier than I’ve time for – I’m writing, after all, at my desk at work, pretending to being doing more financially remunerative things. Suffice to say, this is a good place to get acquainted if you’ve a few minutes to spare (and I know you do; you can take it out of the bank of time you spend looking at pictures of your ex on Facebook). Moreover, if you, like me, have been roused from your torpor by the heinous activities of this gold-loving cabal, the fine folks at the Mining Injustices Solidarity Network are having an orientation meeting for new members this coming Wednesday, October 9th at 7:00PM at the Harvest Noon Café in downtown Toronto, on Spadina just south of Bloor. Be the Balrog to these Morian dwarves, who have dug too greedily and too deep for far too long.
What else? So on a personal arpeggio, I’m doing a turn as Feste in Hart House’s forthcoming production of Twelfth Night; it’s been a while since I’ve done any serious acting (directing/writing took over my life for a bit), so I’m easing back into it with some community theatre. Hey – I’m no snob. And besides, who’d pass up the chance to play freakin’ Feste? The production’s directed by the tremendously fun Matt Gorman, and if you have any interest in coming, the show runs Wednesdays to Saturdays, Nov. 6th-23rd.
And plus Mature Young Adults is making its Toronto re-debut at Videofag, Kensington Market, from November 20th-24th.
Plus, super-exciting, you’re gonna poop your pants, my partner Nicole Wilson and I have started serious work on our new project, which will be about industrial slaughterhouses. I will definitely keep you abreast of that situation; we’re looking to have a show up in September 2014, so mark your calendars.
Read for the day: Check out this really fantastic analysis of John Baird’s UN speech, viz. rabble.ca.