Call the Kettle Black

Recently, one of our city councillors was involved in an automobile accident in which alcohol played a role. ┬áPolice seized the person's car and driving rights, placed a charge of impaired driving against them, then let the public loose. Over here in Canada, you are presumed to be innocent until the evidence is presented, and … Continue reading Call the Kettle Black


The Quiet Little Road

It was always on the lookout, seeking new targets to shadow. Its eyes were as sharp as razors changing night into day, while whispers in the dark became symphonies of sound for it to absorb. Like a cat; it was all hunter, no mercy. Yet, a weather-beaten traffic camera, on probably the most boring road … Continue reading The Quiet Little Road