A transit strike — for and against

I don’t know about you, but I would never want to drive a bus. Driving a car stresses me out enough that I intentionally moved to a city where I could rely on transit, so I have the utmost respect for the men and women who ferry me around every day.

An open letter to bosses

Bosses, you suck.

You have ridiculously unreal expectations for your employees. You demand an unprecedented level of workmanship and productivity for menial pay. You prance around the office like you own the place (which very well may be the case) and, by extension, us — which apparently gives you carte blanche to treat us however you like.

Growing Pains: The art of coping with change

Part of having religiously experimental parents was having access to a bunch of interesting books as a kid. My parents’ shelves were full of fascinating stuff, from Herman Hesse’s Siddhartha to Robert Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and on and on.

Songs to scrub to

If you’re averse to singing in the shower, it’s because you’ve suffered psychological damage.

Blackbird soars with social discomfort

Pedophilia. The word has as many undesirable connotations as undesirable consequences. Theatre Inconnu’s production of David Harrower’s play Blackbird explores how pedophilia transforms two individuals.