Opinion

The ominous spectre of the Omicron variant is just starting to affect our case counts. By the time you are reading this, the situation will be much worse than it is as I write this.

My grandmother never wanted me to grow up. She told me so every time I would visit her rural Apsley-area home.

Since 2018 when Premier Doug Ford and the Ontario PC Party took power at the provincial level, there has been no shortage of concern caused by the governments persistent shunning of environmental considerations in favour of economic ventures.

The other day I spent a couple of hours reading some recent federal Conservative party press releases and I am excited to say that I have since gained some valuable life coping skills.

When my mother was 96 she watched Al Gore’s second climate documentary, An Inconvenient Sequel. “Ginny,” she said, “I didn’t know things were so bad. What can I do?”

As I write this in mid-November the thermometer dips. Winter’s here, I realize, and the maple tree starts to shed its leaves outside my office window. I despise winter.

It used to be that municipal managers who are responsible for local economic growth focused on attracting businesses such as outsourced call centres, back when the number of jobs created was what managers were judged on, instead of the quality of jobs.