Do you laugh or do you cry when you watch the news coming out of Ottawa?

Senator Mike Duffy has obviously sold his soul; he’ll do and say anything if you send money his way. He’s a pathetic, venal man.

Prime Minister Stephen Harper said he would clean up government when he came to power and that people who behaved like Duffy would be punished.

Instead of punishing Duffy, Harper’s chief of staff, Nigel Wright, rewarded him by paying the $90,000 Duffy apparently owed the Senate.

That mistake cost Wright his job – but he did the honourable thing and resigned.

Not Duffy, if he were a man, he would resign from the Senate.  Instead, he’s still collecting his pay.

The four Senators under suspicion for their expenses and housing allowances, especially Duffy, have re-enforced the belief, held by many Canadians, that politicians aren’t to be trusted.

Harper should have the RCMP have a look at the situation and anybody defrauding the government should be charged, as any other Canadian citizen would be.


Dana and I were at a luncheon last week with a group of retirees.

The conversations were interesting. Is A home from the hospital? B had a heart attack and C a stroke. E had a new knee, F a new hip and G has lost her mind…

Without the benefit of modern medicine, most seniors would be living their three score and ten or be homebound. Instead, many are living life to the fullest.

Anyway, the luncheon reminded me of a few lines of Shakespeare that I had to memorize in Grade 10. The words mean a little more today than when I was in Grade 10.


All the world’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,

Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms;

………..Last scene of all,

That ends this strange eventful history,

Is second childishness and mere oblivion;

Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

I left out the five ages in between, but as Shakespeare noted, we enter and leave this world pretty well helpless. And no one escapes his fate, not even a senator.

As Tom Stoppard says in one of his plays: Life is a gamble at terrible odds – if it was a bet you wouldn’t take it.


A group of us has been going to Stratford each spring for years to take in one of the musicals at the Shakespearean Festival.

Last week, we had the pleasure of seeing Tommy. The Who’s classic rock score powers the spectacular story of a traumatized child who becomes the pinball wizard.

Rock, as you likely know, is loud.

If you are hard of hearing, Tommy will make you believe in instant cures.

Although productions with rock music aren’t my favourite things, I enjoyed the musical. That’s because the festival is so professional and uses the latest in technology – the set and choreography in Tommy were amazing.


I forgot to mention the last couple weeks that The Independent received a Blue Ribbon at the recently held annual convention of the Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association.

The Blue Ribbon goes to the top newspapers in each circulation class.