To whom it may concern:
I read with great interest the Vatican’s pronouncement on 21st century sins in Tuesday’s paper.
You cannot imagine how impressed I was to learn that the Men in Red are turning their minds to some 21st century issues for once.
However, Pope Benedict forgot one very important one, which should be not only the eighth new deadly sin but also the 11th Commandment as far as I see it:
Shovel thy sidewalks!
I’m not certain whether the City of Toronto itself should be trying to squeeze itself into a confessional booth or not, or if I should just go after my neighbours and the landlords of multi-res buildings on Bathurst north of Heath.
All I know is that three days have passed since the last big storm, and the sidewalks leading from my building to the St Clair West subway station resemble a vertical rock climbing gym surface.
I also note that, although the sidewalks and curbsides are a complete shambles…
It strikes me as though Toronto, once a pedestrian friendly city, now hates to think about people walking. Every resource available seems to have been poured into the road clearing of late. An important task, granted, but not all of us can afford to drive to work:
And of course, the TTC have also overwhelmingly voted to go on strike as of 1 April. I have no confidence at this point that the current snow will have even been removed from the sidewalks in my neighbourhood by then, nor that it will have thawed, which is what it seems the City is waiting for at this point.
I have become so depressed by this situation that I couldn’t even manage to scoop the best Treasure from Trash in a long time:
(This is my private entrance to the building. It has become necessary in order to avoid all my fans. Ah, the price of fame!)
So, Mayor Miller, Councillor Mihevic and (less and less) kind residents of Toronto, take a lesson from the Pope. Have pity on all of those hapless and carless pedestrians out there and shovel thy sidewalks. Please.
I wrote a version of the above as a letter to the editor to the Toronto Star yesterday. Not surprisingly, it hasn’t been published. I didn’t expect it to be, what with the religious content and all.
So, I’m in a rather pissy mood – quelle surprise, eh?
But on the upside, I finished knitting my Storm Water Scarf yesterday!
(I couldn’t resist photographing it on top of this subway news rag in order to verify the date. If I had a dollar for every tenant I have assisted who brought some version of this type of photo or video to their eviction hearing, I would never have to assist a tenant again before an eviction hearing as I would be sitting on the beach outside my Greek island villa, knitting.
My personal favourite – when they bring in the camcorder, which features some common or garden disrepair items then pans artfully over to the 24 hour news station playing on the TV and focuses on the date on the screen. These Hollywood hostage films have a lot to answer for…
So, in that proud tradition, here is my screenshot of the day:
And – a coworker has commissioned me to make her a vegan Tuscany. So tomorrow – PayDay – we get to make a little lunchtime journey to Romni to look for bamboo and soy yarn!!!
So, all is not lost.