Uh, 2014 In a Glance?

Right, so. The first thing that happened in 2014 was this:

gotdroolwhich is why this is so sorely out of date. Most of what I’ve done in the past few months have been op-eds for the Globe and Mail Commentary section. Here they are, in roughly chronological order:

The Inaccesible Truth About Public Transit: pushing a stroller and my able-bodied privilege

The Realtors of Oz: bidding wars make real estate unnecessarily sleazy.

Work Creep: I’m against Wifi in public parks. 

Men; fight misogyny every day, or be responsible for violence against women.

Tattoos. Yawn. 

Canada needs paid parental leave specifically for fathers and secondary parents. 

Are Your Legs Broken? Democracy is a verb.

The world needs fewer celebrity feminists, and more ordinary ones. 

Let Dutee Run: Stop gender policing female athletes’ bodies. 

There was a relaunch of the Toronto ethnicity and race blog that I edit, The Ethnic Aisle, with an amazing Election Issue and gorgeous new design by Simon Yau. I then went on CBC Metro Morning to talk about race and the election with the terrifyingly articulate Desmond Cole.

And, very sadly, The Grid was closed down for good, something I’m bummed about on the regular.

I’m working on a couple of exciting and interesting projects right now, so stay tuned. Thanks for coming by.

 

Buy magazines!

I’m quite proud of a few recent pieces that aren’t FREE ONLINE. Put down some cash for:

“Made in Toronto:” in the November issue of Toronto Life, profiles of some of Toronto’s remaining factory workers, with photos by Dave Gillespie. Go Wildcats! Edit: it’s up now.

“Tweet Justice:” in the December issue of the Walrus, a profile of social media savvy Edmonton social worker Mark Cherrington. Edit: It’s now online.

But you should still buy magazines (or digital access), you freeloader.

That Girl is Obsessed with Race

From the Globe:

A review of Wayne Grady’s new book, “Emancipation Day,” about a man who passes as white in post-WWII Windsor, Ontario.

And my thoughts on…sigh…”Blurred Lines,” and why Notorious B.I.G.’s confused consent anthem is vastly superior (but still sexist, ok, I never said it wasn’t sexist).

Stay Regular

Some recent work in the usual places:

In The Grid, real estate roundups on properties for sale…

Near yoga studios
Near baseball diamonds
In the Icon complex
In Parkwoods-Donalds

and in the Globe and Mail, my very important summertime opinions on

The tragedy of children who die when forgotten in car seats on sweltering days
Why we should chill out on the air-conditioning