by Marc Poellhuber It’s 8am in Atlanta, I am barely awake and the waitress asks: “Will that be grits or hash browns?” Trust me, I know all about befuddlement in the face of new words. You need to know that the term “hashtag” has been included in the Oxford English […]
As the year nears its end, I am in the habit of making New Year’s resolutions and I have been thinking of a few I would like to share.
Whereas all agree that a rose is a flower, it is not as clear what to call a tomato.
This time of year, it is frankly discomfiting to be a Jew, possibly a Muslim, indubitably an atheist. One puts aside personal traditions and cultural baggage and makes way for the big white-bearded guy with a sack of toys.
New York is no stranger to protests and demonstrations, but the Klinghoffer Affair last month was a rarity.
I first became aware of a penchant for political verbal diarrhea back in 1993. CBC journalist, Hana Gartner, was interviewing then Prime Minister Jean Chrétien.