There must be intelligent life beyond weed

Will the never-ending news about the legalization of marijuana in Canada ever stop? I'm sick to death of the monopolization of every form of radio, television, internet and print media for weeks focussing on nothing but the pros and cons of our newly legal recreational and therapeutic weed. I'm sure it's a fascinating subject to many people but I've had enough of the over-reporting. It's like watching O.J.'s white Bronco all those years ago. I think I finally understand  the difference between THC (tetrahydrocannabinol) which has mood elevating effects and…

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Anne Tyler satisfies the woman in us

Reading an Anne Tyler novel is like eating an Oreo cookie. It's predictable, consistently chocolate and always satisfying without competing for any great culinary baking stars. Her latest book "Clock Dance" has all the usual ingredients—a baby boomer woman, a reckoning around home and family and it's partially baked in Baltimore, Maryland, a familiar setting for Tyler novels. Willa Drake is the older of two sisters born into a typical family of the 1960s. Her father is steady, solid and the salt of the earth. Her mother, on the other…

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What’s with boomerang kids? Then, now and still?

We've all read about the 30-year-old man whose parents took legal action to evict their large so-called adult child from the family home once and for all. A few years ago we met a couple who resorted to selling their home and moving into a small condo in a last-ditch effort to ditch their immature, dependent son. It worked. Oh, that it should come to this. While most baby boomers can't imagine living with our parents a day longer than absolutely necessary, it seems we're the generation that launched the…

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My Generation changed history, forever

For ninety glorious minutes one afternoon last week I was twenty years old again. I immersed myself in every delicious minute of (Sir) Michael Caine's documentary My Generation playing at the Hot Docs Ted Rogers Cinema on Bloor Street West near Bathurst in Toronto. The film is a macro view of life in swingin' London in the 1960s, the historical genesis and touchstone for baby boomers. The film particularly resonated with me personally because I was in London in September 1967 while traveling around Europe for five months. I had…

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Ottessa Moshfegh investigates a Year of Rest and Relaxation

Is life as art a wasted life? That's what author Ottessa Moshfegh aims to find out. The cover of her new novel My Year of Rest and Relaxation could lead readers to think it's an Edith Wharton kind of period piece about fainting ladies. Well, fasten your seat belts because it couldn't be more different. I really enjoyed Moshfegh's earlier novel Eileen and knew she had a quirky style but I was unprepared for what she conjured up this time. The narrator of the story is a desensitized twenty-something woman…

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Raising eyebrows . . . literally, one microblade at a time

I did it! Several months ago I mentioned that I was considering getting my eyebrows microbladed and if I did I'd let you know how it went. Well—the deed has been done and I'm absolutely thrilled with the results. Like most baby boomer women, I plucked my eyebrows into extinction during the 70s when thin, arched brows were the fashion. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. They never grew back. If only the hair removal on my other body parts (chin, legs, bikini area etc.) had been as effective I'd have been spared…

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