This piece , linked to by Arts & Letters Daily , is probably meant to be contrarian. How contrariarian is siding with the majority of people who felt "Dont' Worry Be Happy" was wack?

People who dislike happy people aren't limited to New York City. No, you can find them anywhere the human species is still breathing, from Smiths' fans to the Taliban - we hate us some smileys.

Okay, the last words on Zidane. If there was no racial slur by Materazzi and the sole reason dude head-butted him was due to the questioning of his mother and sister's alleged loose morals well...

C'mon. Old world machismo needs to die. It's the equivalent of the metrosexual male, it's a stupid fantasy.

Plus it's kinda gay.



Seriously, man up.

With everybody fleeing
Lebanon it looks like a desirable place to be.

No, not because of its natural beauty
...which is certainly compelling, more so due to Chris Hedges' well-coined title War is a Force That Gives Us Meaning .

An end to smugness ?

Doubtful, to question one of the central tenet's of Canada's identity - that is, our superiority as tolerant, loving and accepting people - might topple our very country. (And what might remain then?)

At any rate, dude should be your new hero.

"Across the Muslim world, it seems, misery loves comedy," and wouldn't you know? It would seem a Jew's to blame. Thank-you Mr. Brooks.

Vapid and empty. That's celebrity journalism and no there's no need for another story explaining the simple and lamentable truth. I mean, these people don't even care about the words they're committing to print, it's like absolutely nothing matters to these people.

I wrote some useless profiles for a few mags back in the day and they all sucked, my words sucked, their words sucked.

Rule? Celebrity journalism is inexcusable after the writer has reached 25 years of age, after that you should be able to do it (lie) in your sleep.

I never really liked acid much. The one and only time I dropped it just sped my heart up like too many Dexedrin. Of course on the other side you get the permanent head trip a la Pink Floyd founder Syd Barrett .

Okay, so LSD probably exacerbated an existing condition. Regardless, a loss.



Which reminds me, does anyone care about ODB anymore?

Zinedine Zidane head-butted his way into almost every headline around the world this past Sunday.

While much has been made of what might have been said with an accompanying spike in employment for lip readers , it's this humble writer's opinion that we're missing the point.

Yes, Materazzi probably muttered some horrible insult. Yes racism exists. Yes it killed France's chance of winning after a lacklustre second half by Italy.

So what. Placement is the key in this. Observe the dilligence, given the opportunity to land a truly debilitating blow to Materazzi's not-so romanesque beak, Zidane chose the chest, as a gentleman would.

Joseph Kony is bad for Uganda, bad for children and bad for Sudan's rep.

Kony inspired these kicks and their text.

The Toronto Star asks "Are we all going to be latte?" and picks two triple creams (in the parlance of Tim Horton's) to illustrate their point.


Very possibly, though try telling anyone outside of a city that lattes are good.

On a related note, has the Star improved immensely since getting all the Post's fallout?