I noticed over the last few days that the entire street is ripped up in front of the new library, including, if I remember correctly, the curb in front of the DHX building.
It looks as though the construction crew intends to leave piece of old curb on the opposite side of the street, where, even the sidewalk appears to be gone due to the development of Wadih Fares condo across the street. I can imagine how on construction projects some things like this can get overlooked because someone who pours concrete is making the decision versus someone who can see the big picture of how an entire new paved, curbed and sidewalked block would look. It just seems to me pretty straightforward to have a new curb on both sides.
Anyways, a small point which perhaps is planned anyways. Just curious. —Morris Street Resident
This article appears in Oct 3-9, 2013.
Could be next year’s sidewalk project…don’t want to take away from construction crews bonus for early finish to building.
The bums on SGR petitioned for it to be left “as is” because they find it difficult to navigate new construction with their purloined shopping carts, it was endorsed and seconded by the Heritage Trust wallahs and the View from the Hill Halal Pork Butchers Association.
Probably the HRM street construction inspector’s call. Everything has a cost, maybe he thinks it isn’t worth what the taxpayer would have to pay…
Actually, the new library is running long.
That’s what happens when companies tell fibs.
Aren’t we due for a freak snowstorm soon?
Or a hurricane or something…
PLANNING HERITAGE HALIFAX?
“Anyways, a small point which perhaps is planned anyways. Just curious.” Morris street resident
What is the issue here? Was leaving a part of the old curb on Queen across from the old library planned? Why would it be planned? Clearly if it were, it would be planned to safeguard an artifact from Halifax’s past, from Halifax’s heritage. But why would one want to do this? There are two possible responses to the issue of preserving Halifax’s heritage, one in favour the other against. The two responses are embodied, respectively, in the views of the traditionalist and the modernizer.
The traditionalist maintain that the past is an essential part of the present. It was the Italian philosopher Benedetto Croce who said, “Those who do not remember the mistakes of the past are condemned to repeat them.” While the ontological status of the old curb on Queen across from the old library might not rise to the level of importance Croce assigned to the past, the traditionalist maintains that the artifacts of the past, however humble, should not simply be dismissed as irrelevant. What events, for example, might that part of the old curb on Queen witnessed? What personages from Halifax’s past might have gingerly made their way over it? For the traditionalist, part of the old curb on Queen across from the old library embodies a visible reminder of the tapestry of people and events long gone but which, in a sense, are constitutive of Halifax’s identity. For the traditionalist the watchwords are context and connection in which the past is an ineluctable part of the present.
For the modernizers, on the other hand, part of the old curb on Queen across from the old library embodies an obstacle to a glorious progress which, in the fullness of time, will reveal Halifax as a “new Jerusalem,” a new “shining city on the hill.” Unlike the traditionalist’s watchwords of context and continuity however, the modernizer’s are pragmatism and efficiency of purpose. He looks to a future in which his functionalist dreams of practical purpose stripped of all context and continuity will be fulfilled. The Halifax of the future will exemplify the virtues of convenience, utility and a breath-taking functionalist beauty.
The traditionalist and the modernizer, of course, embody two distinct and largely irreconcilable philosophical perspectives even if such perspectives are not evident even to those who espouse them. So what is the point of this post? The point is very simple: One should understand the reasons why one holds the views that one does.
A pleasure as always.
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And maybe – because you’re speculating; you don’t really know what they are going to do – they WILL be replacing it and you’re just wasting our precious reading/bitching-at-tripe-time with this nonsense….?!
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Mister Meaty (10.07, 9:51AM)
You buffoon, I was reflecting on the philosophical subtext of the issue, not what they are actually going or not going to do. You must be joking about wasting your “precious reading/bitching-at-tripe time.” You have no such “precious time.” To speak of your posts and “precious time” in the same sentence is an oxymoron. You probably won’t understand that.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
My dear montrealman, I was responding to the OB, not you. Please re-read my comment (now in context) and make any apologies for your own buffoonery. Then stop being so sensitive!
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Mr. Meaty (10/07, 4:03PM)
May I suggest a method I have long used to avoid the confusion such as that you charge me with? Look at my introduction in which I specify (1) The name of my interlocutor; (2) The date and time of his/her post. Had you followed my lead in this regard there would have been no confusion and hence no need to make any apologies for my buffoonery since, of course, there was none.
You’re right about my being sensitive, though. That’s why I’m such a hit with the girls. They love a sensitive guy.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
I think MM is spawn of Herr Marois from Quebecistan and he has relocated to NS so as to wear all and any religious attire and symbols.
He’s good at swanning about with his ascot around his neck.
You know who rocks a mean ascot? This guy: http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/f…
Ever hear the phrase, ‘don’t sweat the small stuff?’
You just wrote a bitch about a curb. Old curb? New Curb? Who gives a fuck.
GIT one. A life. Quick. Ugh.
And off in the distance, labia are spraying…
Please Meaty…don’t get MM going with the next labia episode.
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: Basil Fawty (10/07, 4:28PM)
Speaking of Quebecistan, the roads are in a state of chaos. I’ve just returned from a run downtown. As we were on a bend leading on to the Decarie Expressway south a large truck encroached into my lane, lightly rubbed up against the smaller back window of the Envoy and blew it out. We returned to the West Island and stopped at Lebaeau in Pointe Claire to get it fixed. Only $375 which, I suppose is not too bad for an accident you didn’t cause. I’ll be going back to Lebeau this afternoon at 1:00PM. They say it shouldn’t take any longer than 5:00PM. Ah, the delights of Montreal traffic!
: Ivan Sonofabitch (4:46PM)
During these times of cultural tension in Quebec generally and Montreal in particular, swanning about in an ascot is definitely not a good idea. Of course, it all depends on the district.
: Mister Meaty (10:37AM)
Spraying labia? Well yes, I suppose Ivan, the Ukrainian “King of Cunnilingus,” might well be able to produce such spectacular results. Maybe I should have written “The Labia Wars (III) where he went down on Isle the Commandant of the Camp to secure Ukrainian independence from the Nazi yoke.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
way to go klyde. you were the second to use the ‘L’ word and now he is off and foaming at the mouth to write another labia-life
mm is like the candy-man ( the spooky one) if you say certain words it invokes him! and provokes him.
I wish I could secure my independence from being cast in your pissflap porno epics.
“run downtown” “on a bend” “encroached into my lane” “lightly rubbed up” “blew it”
Cheeze & Rice, even his traffic reports read like bad porn.
Guess I’ll have to keep the ” L ” word to myself Molly….you’re right, it’s a trigger word to him, lol
We should hold the next summit in a public washroom on Halloween and at the stroke of midnight look into the mirror and say “Labia” 3 times. Then, if Montrealman appears – we pants him and throw him out of the van at Uniacke Square.
Better yet Ivan, at the stroke of midnight, send MM to Stalag 13 with Colonel Klink and the gang. Can’t forget Ilsa (she-wolf) and let him regale his Labia Diaries to them. Knowing the allies, they’d turn him over to the wrath of Ilsa, her being equipped with high heel stilettos and leather straps while Klink is supervising. Judging from what was written, MM would love that.
Oh, what the hey – lets parachute him into the tribal areas of Pakistan to sell Nathan’s Red Hots to the ‘ban.
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: Klyde (10/07, 4:28PM)
While waiting for my new car window to be installed (see my post above) I decided to go over the the Fairview Shopping Center nearby and have a look around. Strolling along the concourse, I saw a large coloured picture of a smiling female looking out at the passing shoppers. She was dressed only in a brassiere and a very brief pair of panties. I looked at her panties closely. I could see the outline underneath of her pubic bump – she was, I would guess, only in her late teens or early twenties – but if one looked closely one could discern her public cleft encased in her magnificent labia. I detected a slight tightening in the base of my stomach, the sign of sexual arousal. I looked more closely at her labia. My breath started to come in short, hard gasps. However, the crowded shopping center did not provide the appropriate environment to bring my arousal to a fitting conclusion so, rapidly detumescing, I quickly moved on.
: Good dog Molly (12:49PM)
” if you say certain words it invokes him! and provokes him.
I assume you are referring to the power of language to invoke and provoke images in the mind of the recipient. There can be no question about this. Indeed, you are yourself proof o its truth since, clearly, my words have invoked and provoked you to respond. As Wittgenstein once said, we are bewitched by language! I know a certain word that invokes and provokes me about you when I hear it. Can you think what it might be?
: Ivan Sonofabitch (12:49PM)
You will never secure your independence from my piss flap porno epics since, if only as “The King of Cunnilingus,” you have entered the realm of imaginative literature, in this case, that of my erotic flights of fantasy. You have succeeded in bringing Ilse to heel or, perhaps more properly, to mouth. I attribute your success to patience, technique and most importantly, to an exceptionally long tongue.
: Klyde (4:52PM)
Yes, it is true. The “L word,” as you so quaintly put it, is indeed a trigger word for me as it should be for you. When I hear the word “labia” it immediately triggers the sight of two magnificent genital lips enclosing a delightful bit of pink meat – the little lips even possibly an engorged clitoris perhaps? – all a lightly dusted by a delicious tuft of pubic hair. But I don’t even have to hear the word. For example, when Good dog Molly comments I always skip the word itself – it’s like an intenet “platform” – and go directly to her labia. Of course, she loves it and welcomes me warmly.
: Ivan Sonofabitch (6:33PM)
A rather brutish response I must say. And Uniacke Square? Isn’t this a bit down-market? Can you report back on the cleanliness of their labia?
: Klyde (7:13PM)
Well, actually no. After the King of Cunnilingus has finished with Ilse I’m sure she would be played right out. Again, she is that kind of Nazi for whose labia I harbour no particular desires. Finally, you misconceive the dynamics of the cunnilingual relationship. It is the master, as in the case of the King, who is dominant and not Ilse, the increasingly submissive and servile recipient of the his lingual attentions.
: Ivan Sonofabitch (6:16PM)
An interesting suggestion. What, if any, is the frequency of cunnilingus among the Taliban? My thinking is that it plays a very small role in that oppressive, misogynistic society since the object of cunnilingus is, of course, to pleasure the female, to bring her slowly to orgasm. I could be wrong about this but my impression is that the place of the female orgasm is not of major significance in the Taliban’s general scheme of things. However, this only a hypothesis which must be verified and, clearly, the King of Cunnilingus is the man for the job. However, he must avoid being discovered “in flagrante,” in the act of going down on the local females. He needs a watchman. I think Klyde would be the ideal man for the job if he could only straighten up and stop kissing Ivan’s ass.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
“The King of Cunnigullus?” – Something fishy going on here. I’m both cunfused and tongue-tied as to where that came from. You’re clearly trolling the depths of your (spam) purse and sweeping the rug for slanderous allegations to level at me. Clearly bush league stuff from you, Professor; hardly a mortal axe wound. Back to the gash bucket with you(That’s Royal Navy slang, not ‘merikin)
Flange!
My Lord Ivan….we created a labia monster lol.
does it have teeth in there??
http://muskellunge.blogspot.ca/2008/01/va-…
He He He. According to these guys it might
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKgBTaLKR84
MM…you have a unique way of turning a usual daily occurrence into erotica…and I must say…I’m not a connoisseur of reading erotica but I find you have a flair in writing that. Is this the book you are planning to publish? ” All you need to know about Labias “
How Ivan plays out in your erotic mind just escapes me, really hope you don’t have wet dreams about him. To add me to the mix now..is just an oxymoron in itself as I suck no ones ass…female, maybe…Labias, sure. I really don’t think Ivan qualifies for having a labia.
In my overactive imagination….I still would love to put you back in time to see and feel the wrath of Ilsa….I’m sure when she finishes with you…Labias will be the last thing on your mind.
hahaha ivan good one! I hope the picture my ex husband took of his dentures nestled in my best friends (ahem) is not floating around the internet. lolz those days….
Love your choice of ( ahems) Molly lol.
probably why mm still calls me a prude klyde. such a silly-willy he is sometimes.
I once built a model of the FB-111 which Ronald Reagan used to attack Libya, but I’m pretty sure I lack a “ahem”.
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: Ivan Sonofabitch (10/09, 9:31AM)
“You’re clearly trolling the depth of your (spam) purse and sweeping the rug for slanderous allegations to level at me.”
Well, yes I suppose so but how can one, simultaneously, both troll the depths and sweep the rug? Aren’t these exclusionary concepts?
: Klyde (10:59AM)
A “labia monster?” Des that mean a large monster with regular labia or a regular-sized individual with monster labia?
: Good dog Molly (11:06AM)
It doesn’t have teeth in there but, when first learning about female anatomy, rumour had it that if the female were startled or frightened during intercourse, it had a bone which would proceed to “lock” on the male. This caused considerable concern. It was in the shape of a chicken’s wish-bone. Can you confirm?
Klyde (11:52AM)
I think you will find that the plural of labia is, um, “labia.” It is a collective noun. They come in pairs. Attention must be paid to context when I made reference to your “kissing Ivan’s ass.” The context, of course, is the discussion carried on in the comments on the thread. In your comment of (10/08, 1:33PM) you appealed to Ivan in support of your project to send me to Stalag 13. To appeal to a third party in a dialogue between two people (i.e., you and me) is, in my view, to kiss their ass. But you mustn’t be downcast. I have rebuked others for the same transgression.
: Good dog Molly (12:35PM)
That sounds like quite a party! But, as they say, once bitten, twice shy. Did your friend become twice shy?
(1:07PM)
No dear, not a prude. Just a regular female. But a “silly-willy?” I mean, really. A “willy” as you must know, is the English child’s term for “penis” as in, “Momma, I’ve caught my willy in my zipper!”
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
A pleasure to banter with you MM… You offer good rebuttals and I believe a regular person with a monster labia would best turn your crank.
Only problem I can see is people’s perception while you are in the mall ogling a poster…wonder what was going through their minds?. Were you so immersed in a labia fantasy over a poster that the rest of the world was oblivious to you…or did it matter?
It’s not widely known but MM had a #1 Nightclub hit in Europe a couple of years ago:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thFjTo6r4gg
LMAO…Where do you find this stuff Ivan
Klyde, my friend – I’ve studied under some master link-posters here like Painey, Orgasmatron, Zedman, T.T. But the truth is, I have my own sweet little verson of the N.S.A. at home, scanning the interwebz for interesting intel.
Take a bow, SOBova >: )
Just remember those 2 key words I told you (in white section only)…I’ll buy coffee Herr Commandant.
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: Klyde (10/10, 12:04PM)
I was very discreet while ogling the girl’s labia. Passers-by would never have noticed. At least I think they wouldn’t, but you’re right, would it really have mattered? One must strive for autonomy in these matters as in everything else.
: Ivan Sonofabitch (12:15PM)
I don’t do the youtube stuff since I find it is commercially pre-packaged and watched by thousands. “Personal creative authenticity” is my watchword. Make that three watchwords. Besides, I feel a sharp drop in my IQ sitting and watching prepared material. I feel the slow creep of incipient idiocy, usually marked by a slackening of the jaw and glazing of the eyes.
: Klyde (12:19PM)
Stop kissing Ivan’s ass!
(4:11PM)
Stop grovelling.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
I can’t kiss Ivan’s ass MM…he has no labia.
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: Klyde (10/10, 4:56PM)
I detect serious gender/anatomical confusion here.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
No confusion here MM, the fact that Ivan is a male, and not female, he therefore lacks a labia….Had Ivan been a female, the possibility would exist that I could or would explore the labia in all its glory, as I’m sure you would as well. The female body is a work of art in anatomy. Bottom line is…no labia..no kissing ass.
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: Klyde (10/11, 8:40AM)
Four points: (1) What is “a labia?” Did the owner suffer a horrible accident of some sort resulting in the excision of one of her labia? You must remember that “labia” is a collective noun that never comes in the singular. They always come in pairs. It is unlike, say, “an eye” which, while also usually paired with another in the same face, can be coherently referred to in the singular. This is not the case, however, with the labia.
(2) My reference to your “kissing Ivan’s ass” was to be understood in its metaphorical and not its literal sense. The phrase “sucking up,” for example, would be the syntactical equivalent. So your hypothetical that you would kiss Ivan’s ass if he possessed labia misses the point. Even if Ivan were a female, however, the thought that I would explore his labia in all their glory is abhorrent and repugnant to me. It is an abomination of the first order, even the contemplation of which must be immediately and vigorously rejected.
(3) You write, “The female body is a work of art in anatomy” but isn’t there redundancy here? In other words, is anything added to the concept of “the female body” by the phrase “in anatomy?” In still other words, “the body” and “anatomy” are correlative concepts without remainder, tacit or otherwise. It’s like saying, “The female body is a work of art in her body.” You do understand this, don’t you?
(4) Further, your assertion to the effect that the female body is “a work of art” requires both clarification and substantiation. What are the criteria which constitute a work of art in general and, in particular, how does the female body satisfy these criteria? Further still, can one speak of the female body as a work of art without a libidinous admixture which then works to mitigate the claim? In other words, is the female body still a work of art because your contemplation of it makes you horny?
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Well MM, some interesting points:
I know that you are referencing the phrase ” kissing ass ” as a metaphor and not literally, I get it. I love stretching the limits. The fact that I invited Ivan out for coffee, may, in some people’s views, such as yours, to be kissing one’s ass. If you ever find yourself in our great city of Halifax from your crystal palace in Montreal I would ask you out for coffee as well, because that’s the type of person I am, only with you, you’d have to wear your ascot. Reason being is that I only go to high class joints. Tim Horton’s. Then I’ll hear from others that I’m kissing your ass, so no-win on my part.
Did I detect a faux pas on your part MM, in which you wrote ” Even if Ivan were a female, however, the thought that I would explore his labia ” shouldn’t that have been (her)? “. Just wondering.
The reason I chose to put an “s” on the end of labia is that I believe you would love to be surrounded by a harem of labia instead of only 1 for your overactive erotic mind. I think you are secretly jealous that you have labeled Ivan ” The King of cunnilingus “. Per chance, did you lose the title to him in some sport?
Since dawn of time, people has carved, painted, sculpted the female body for it is a work of art for ALL the senses as well as erotic thoughts for you. When I see a picture ,sculpture, or painting I see it as nature’s best gift that people thought so highly to reproduce in any medium. I also see it anatomically beautiful as well, when you are with a female, all senses are in play. No other species can give the senses the same thoughts and feelings that a female body can. Although all species, and they are all beautiful (in their own right) does not conjure up the images, thoughts and feelings that a female body can, sorry Meaty. And no, I do not get horny on that alone.
I think Meaty said it best for you to stop being so sensitive, in other words, don’t go all vagina on us now.
Labias? Labii?
Please stop referring to my bodily parts, especially the ones that I don’t have. It’s kinda creepy.
MM. Perhaps you might turn your hand to producing some Queen Victoria porn. “The beef curtains upon which the sun never set” I’ve stocked up on ipecac so have at ‘er.
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: Klyde 10/13, 10:01PM)
Well thank you Klyde, for the invitation to coffee if I ever find myself in Halifax and yes, I shall wear my ascot. Indeed, think the ascot should be in for a fashion revival as it fits nicely, sartorially speaking, between the excessive formality of the tie on the one hand and the vulgarity of the open shirt collar on the other. Further, there is something quite dashing about it which the tie lacks. It exudes, if you like, both a certain “savoir faire” on the part of the wearer and at the same time, the possession of adventuresome spirit. Of course, wearing an ascot in the hope of attracting females, at least the sort one finds on this site, would be misplaced since they would see it as an upper class marker which, in their case, it would be. Anyway, I suppose you will hear from others that you are kissing my ass by inviting me out for coffee and rightly so since it is clear that your admiration for me has prompted you to extend the invitation. I want you to know that I graciously accept this gesture of your high esteem.
Your claim to have detected a “faux pas” on my part is misguided. The use of the conditional “were” trumps the use of “his” since Ivan is a male and so does not possess labia, at least as far as we know. Of course, he might be a hermaphrodite possessing the genitalia of both sexes in which case I shall have to re-think my phrasing.
Your choice to put an “s” at the end of “labia” to indicate, as you oddly put it, “a harem of labia instead of only 1,” does not scan. The word never has the additional “s” to indicate the plural. Labia is already in the plural. One can never speak of a singular labia any more than one can speak of a single buttock or, perhaps more appropriately in the present context, a single lip. The word “labia” as we all know is simply Latin for “lips” but never just “lip.” So don’t give me any lip.
Finally, you write that “No other species can give the same thoughts and feelings that a female body can.” What other species did you have in mind? Are you a shepherd? Do you have an eye for the ewes? In any case, the element of sexual arousal in a work of art raises interesting questions. For example, does the contemplation of a work of art which stimulates sexual arousal cease thereby to be a work of art? Shouldn’t the contemplation of a work of art be just that, contemplation, and not the occasion for libidinous tumescence?
See you at Tim’s.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
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: Ivan Sonofabitch (8:57AM)
Yes, I have corrected any misconception that you might possess labia in the second paragraph of my reply to Klyde. (See above.) Your suggestion about my producing some “Queen Victoria porn” has some merit. I take it you are referring to my new avatar which shows a rather girlish Victoria, lips slightly parted in a very appealing manner. Perhaps her nether lips – her labia if you prefer – were also slightly parted. It is an interesting thought upon which I shall ruminate. The expression “beef curtains” however seems more appropriate to her older years in respect to which the concept of “Queen Victoria porn” seems less appropriate. Of course, you might feel differently.
I take it that “ipcac” is some sort of strong aphrodisiac you consume while sitting in darkened theaters. Don’t forget to clean the floor before you leave.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
It’s nice to come to fruition on this saga of MM’s obsession on Labia, am looking forward to the first episode of “Queen Victoria porn “…NOT.