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Tuesday, February 14th, 2023 05:51 pmEvidently Valentines is a red letter day on the spammers calendar. Five calls before noon, or was it six? and a couple more in the afternoon when I'd arranged to be out. Because I'm never sure how clean cold water gets my clothes, and because with the forecasted early April temperatures I won't have the furnace on and hence hanging my clothes in the basement won't get them dry, I took a dark wash to the laundromat. Entering which I was greeted by the Skye Boat Song played on bagpipes, which was unexpected but nice. The television was showing news clips of Hazel McCallion's funeral, the long-time (into her 90s) mayor of Mississauga, the urban complex to the west of us. Died a fortnight short of her 102nd birthday. Politics doesn't often make for such longevity. And yes of course, later in the service they played Amazing Grace because no major funeral in these parts can happen without a piper playing Amazing Grace, even the Catholic ones. We're no longer the Scots city we were a century ago but certain traditions don't die.
(The pipers predate Amazing Grace even if I can't remember what they used to play back in the 60s and 70s while escorting Lord Rajandraneth in his chariot down from the Hare Krishna temple on Avenue Rd, formerly what else a Presbyterian church.)
Fiesta Farms was also holding a funeral for its owner and may well have had bagpipes, but I couldn't go to see even if I'd wanted to. Funeral was in Heere bee dragonnes land ie Brampton, the urban complex north of Mississauga, inaccessible without car. General public was invited and store was closed for the event, which was well enough. They were also closed yesterday morning for some unexplained police 'n' firetruck incident, which was kind of a first.
I note that Brampton may be on the chopping block: Tory premiers, of which alas we have one at the moment, like to create megacities under the mistaken notion that large = efficient. So Drug Fraud, as he is lovingly and correctly denominated, may well make it part of Mississauga. OTOH word is that Ford really wants to be mayor of Toronto like his little brother, the aptly named Rob, was back before. Our current mayor, the aptly named John Tory, suddenly declared his resignation on the weekend because of an affair he'd had during covid. Affair was long over, resignation was abrupt, everyone wondered what was the real reason. Pressure from DoFo? My ideal scenario is that Ford resigns as premier, runs for mayor, and is roundly defeated: but that's only a dream unless a really charismatic candidate pops up from somewhere. Which is unlikely.
(The pipers predate Amazing Grace even if I can't remember what they used to play back in the 60s and 70s while escorting Lord Rajandraneth in his chariot down from the Hare Krishna temple on Avenue Rd, formerly what else a Presbyterian church.)
Fiesta Farms was also holding a funeral for its owner and may well have had bagpipes, but I couldn't go to see even if I'd wanted to. Funeral was in Heere bee dragonnes land ie Brampton, the urban complex north of Mississauga, inaccessible without car. General public was invited and store was closed for the event, which was well enough. They were also closed yesterday morning for some unexplained police 'n' firetruck incident, which was kind of a first.
I note that Brampton may be on the chopping block: Tory premiers, of which alas we have one at the moment, like to create megacities under the mistaken notion that large = efficient. So Drug Fraud, as he is lovingly and correctly denominated, may well make it part of Mississauga. OTOH word is that Ford really wants to be mayor of Toronto like his little brother, the aptly named Rob, was back before. Our current mayor, the aptly named John Tory, suddenly declared his resignation on the weekend because of an affair he'd had during covid. Affair was long over, resignation was abrupt, everyone wondered what was the real reason. Pressure from DoFo? My ideal scenario is that Ford resigns as premier, runs for mayor, and is roundly defeated: but that's only a dream unless a really charismatic candidate pops up from somewhere. Which is unlikely.
