One thousand one hundred and fifty-seven issues leave a lot of lines for readers to read between. Are Coast writers actually a bunch of left-leaning, pot-smoking, Green-voting, indie-rock-lovers? Is Jacob Boon actually a talking dog? Strap on your tinfoil hat, here are some of the misunderstood conspiracies about this little paper.
Best of Halifax is an inside job
You can halt production on that YouTube truther doc because this isn’t a thing. A rigged survey would be easier, for sure. Unfortunately, we don’t take easy routes over here at Coast HQ. We’ve spent hundreds of hours tabulating votes, sifting through the various different spellings of each one —Darells/Darryls/Darrel’s/
The most time-worn Coast conspiracy is that we only write about our friends and you have to have some kind of “in” to be on the cover. Honestly, we wish we had that many friends. Some weeks we five in the editorial department can’t even cobble together enough names to fill the
The Coast staff are scene-deniers
All scenes were created equally, all neighbourhoods are valid. Though every sparkling snowflake out there deserves an anthology written about their accomplishments we simply don’t have enough space to do it. If you’ve felt left out, it’s nothing personal. There is no coverage Illuminati, no sprawling blacklist written in blood.
We are not actively campaigning against:
**We sincerely apologize to anyone who is left off this list. It wasn’t on purpose.