When did it turn from news and verifying stories to The National Enquirer. I’m no Rob Ford fan or a fan of Toronto but how can a couple of “journalists” look at a fuzzy video from a dope dealer and report that Rob Ford was smoking crack cocaine. The dope dealer wants $200,000 for this supposed video no one else has seen but the media is making out to be gospel. Of course they say they haven’t seen it but that’s like the small print in a contract. I expect that sort of shit in trashy grocery store tabloids, not from supposedly reliable and respectable newspapers, TV, radio and the ilk. And this is just one of many half-assed stories they report or hide other stories on page 10 to protect political parties they like. —Verify Before Publishing
This article appears in May 23-29, 2013.
The media has to keep up with the general public’s ability to disseminate news without them. Just last week a teacher taped some kids mouths shut…oh wait, no it wasn’t a teacher.
George Orwell doesn’t realize how accurate he was.
The Globe and Mail is apparently ready to go to court to defend their information.
They changed the laws concerning journalistic integrity/ethics, shifting the onus of proof to the person whose character has been damaged. Welcome to Camerica!!!!! Next on the chopping block, the charter of rights and freedoms. Go Conservative!!!!!
Keptin, it was the Toronto National Enquirer Star that “broke” the story but I guess you meant the massive hashish ring they were running in the 80’s that the police knew nothing about.
It’s funny if you go on blog/forum websites like Reddit, you basically know the ‘news’ two days before it’s in the paper. Just like the hit TV show, Early Edition.
I fucking hate news stories on Internet trends. It’s only a trend because everybody already fucking knows about it.
I lost all respect for American media after the Chase of the White Bronco. Now all they do is speculate and regurgitate.
I agree with the OP. The reporters should have secured the video before reporting on it as fact. Really though, I think the Rob Ford thing (and even the Duffy thing) are huge distractions. The question that nobody seems to be asking, that I would really like answered, is “WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT 3.1 BILLION?” That’s enough money to buy everyone in the world an extra large coffee from Tim Hortons. Which is how I think the money should have been spent.
Wait, no it’s not. It is enough to buy everyone on earth a pack of Mr. Noodles, though. I’d still rather have the coffee.
True story, BroTim. I was referring to the story of Doug Ford’s early years as an alleged hash dealer. He would have been early 20’s I think.
The Captain was actually reading the “Toronto National Enquirer Star” (good one) this morning. By the sounds of it, the PM’s security staff is ready to mutiny if they don’t all kill each other, or get the Harper’s killed, first. That’s what they tell me anyway… it’s got to be true if it’s in the paper, right? Riiight?!
More and more The Captain doubts the existence of the crack video.
Which raises another point… Why was it such an easy lie to believe? (assuming it is a lie) You couldn’t start a rumour like this about just any politician. It shouldn’t be this easy to question the integrity of public officials.
My fucking radio, yes, even in these days I actually listen to a fucking radio, whenever the quiffs on CBC interview a Conservative about some petty transgression, as opposed to multiple Leftie fuckadoodledoos, the temperature in the room goes down. Cancel, eradicate, kill off all taxpayer subsidies to this home for Leftie bastards.
C’mon now Baz. You don’t actually expect federal NDPQ to have to pay for their own proaganda ministry, do you? They have a difficult enough time paying their own taxes and deciding which construction kickbacks should be reported. If the Ceeb didn’t exist, then King’s j-school would have to shut down. And that would be tragic.
http://www.boredpanda.org/system/wp-conten…
anything to get robs fords to quit
I like your style Hoist even if you’re not a mathematician.
It gets better all the time, now they’re insinuating murder.
I see The Globe Weekly World News And Mail are saying they were big drug dealers in the ’80’s and yet the Toronto Police, the OPP or the RCMP don’t appear to know anything about them. Strange.
Something tells me that admitting “I Had A Pusher Whacked” would get Rob a solid second term. The tighty-righty-whitey law and order crowd would applaud him and the urban immigrant community would admire his street cred. “He gangsta, Mon!”
That’s how you build community cohesiveness.
“C’mon now Baz. You don’t actually expect federal NDPQ to have to pay for their own proaganda ministry, do you?” Really Ivan? And the conservatives aren’t using their “Economic Action Plan” ads for their own taxpayer subsidized propaganda. In fact, they have grown the advertising budget EXPONENTIALLY since they took office, so they can cram this self serving bullshit down our throats, FOR FREE. LOL, you two crack me the fuck up!!!
“petty transgression”. How dare they question someone who is abusing the public trust!!!! Outrage, burn them to the ground.
PS; I can’t stand the CBC and their wasteful, government subsidized, business model.
Thanks Reg. Hah, yeah math is not my strong suit. Puns on the other hand… 😛
Yeah Shitty, I am an ornery old cuss. Happy to bring some laughter wherever I can to this tossed-up, fucked-up, never-come-down world. You see, I’ve reached that point in life where I don’t even have to justify my prejudices any more – they’re mine and the rest of the world can go screw.
Rawk!
Word. I hears ya. Nothing like a sarcastic political rivalry.
Precisely. Settling scores for slights, real or imagined, that go back some 3 decades is more a hobby than an obsession. It’s mostly harmless, not to be taken too seriously and it’s not like I’m smoking crack on the public dime. >; )
yeah we know what your vice is^^ http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bpdWsOrotV0/TTnc…
http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mawprs0y…
E=RawkScree2
Man I love you guys….and Ivan, it’s like: I(as in Ivan)=RawkScree squared… <3
Physics was never my strong suit. >: (
“Loud plane go now” is about the best I can muster.
i prefer biochemistry
And the letter of the day is “B” to the power of 5.
Book, Balcony, Beer, Bacon Butty
I’ve got the Countess sunbathing next to me, Corbies in the tree and SOBova in the den, composing Cumberbatch/Quinto slash. Is there anything more picaresque than Dartmouth in the summertime.
we have 4 fans going at the shop, having a *staff meeting* after work. four baby corbies, the adults are dive bombing anything that moves
I toast in agreement with one of my Moosepiss Ice brews resting against my sweltering forehead. The spawn is here for a visit and to enjoy Hillbilly Hollow’s gentle sea breeze between 7:00 and 7:01 p.m. The Lobster Races have been cancelled since a herd of little buggers escaped village hall early this morning, only to be fried sunny-side up in their escape to the main highway. Pavement and scuttling lobsters are not a match. That being said, dinner is cooked (lobster, wink-wink), just have to whip up a salad for the panting family members who are bear-hugging portable fans. It’s all good.
There’s a nest in a tall Scotch Pine that looms over the entrance to my building. You can hear the little ones peeping and gurgling. The adults will go nuts when the Countess is out on the balcony, swooping and scolding. But there’s never any ruck when I’m out there with her.
The Corbies out here are at full screech this morning – either it’s a composter social or some heavy shit is going down in Crowville.
We have a Virginia creeper on our deck that seems to sprout a robin’s nest each year – mama takes a dive at me if I go anywhere near the babies.
Any sightings of hummers yet? My sugar and water awaits their tiny beaks.
We don’t get hummies here in this part of the city. My In-laws in Moncton have them all summer long, plus a vibrant assortment of warblers, finches, groesbeeks, et al.
About the only thing that makes Monkeytown appealing. Ozzie the Osprey flew over the place yesterday at dusk, escorted by a couple of corbies patrolling their airspace.
Is the lovely Mrs. Ivan from Monkeytown? Personally, I love the place – spent all my childhood summers with my dad at my grandma’s on Wesley Street and remember very well the huge population of hummers bobbling among grandma’s flowers. Also the WWII stories my uncles told about their time served overseas – that lead to my lifelong fascination of the history of war. I’ll always remember the smell of fresh baked bread and the poutine rappe shop down the road on St. George St. Thanks for mentioning, Ivanski – good road trip for Hub and myself once we’re unleashed from the work force in less than 2 months.
road trip!!! http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tV9Qh4HrnMM/UF39…
Woo Hoo! Parlee Beach and fried clams at Goulds.
Coastal Inn on Mountain Rd. as a meeting spot for the Summit Road Extravaganza? Brews at the Debonair Club – it will have to be filmed for posterity.
Oops, I think I’m in the wrong decade.
Brews at the Donair Club?! I’m there!
And we all know Rob Ford does not smoke crack. Look at that healthy waistline and skin sheen.