Fourteen months ago, with an investment of $50,000, David Cooper opened Nutcracker Sweet, a Toronto natural foods emporium. In his first year of business, the 32year-old former furniture salesman and funeral director grossed $200,000.
The nightmare was finally over. The terrifying threat that Mississauga would be engulfed by deadly, suffocating chlorine gas had ended. The sprawling, bedroom community on Metropolitan Toronto’s western border had been pronounced safe for occupancy.
Joe Clark’s sitdown with the premiers on energy was drawing to a close when Peter Lougheed emerged from the PM’s book-lined study after making a telephone call. The lights flickered—then went out. If Lougheed was innocent of the blackout in the Sussex Drive study, two days later in Saskatoon he was the direct cause of the darkness that descended on Clark’s hope for a settlement last week of a new energy package.
Tuktoyaktuk clings so closely to the shores of the Arctic Ocean that the sea has swallowed chunks of the tiny settlement and people there have had to scurry inland, building anew as they go. Whaling was already in decline when the Hudson’s Bay Company arrived in 1934; when trading, in turn, tapered off, the community was revived by the establishment of a Distant Early Warning (DEW) Line station in the 1950s.
The lights go down and there on the screen is Joan Baez walking through a refugee camp on the Thailand/Cambodia border. Most of the thousands of refugees around her are lying down, too weak to walk or even talk. She relates the stories of the few who are strong enough.
Baffin Island, Sept. 3, 1978. The Archbishop of Canterbury is presiding over Evensong at Frobisher Bay. The synod of the Arctic and a congregation of native people are commemorating the first Protestant communion in North America, celebrated here by Martin Frobisher’s chaplain in 1578.
The tone was defiant rather than conciliatory. But Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini’s order for the release of black and women hostages was widely welcomed on Saturday as the first sign of fatigue in the iron will which had kept about 80 staff—59 of them Americans—bottled up by students in the U.S. embassy in Tehran for 14 days in an attempt to force the United States to hand over the exiled shah for trial.
When Susan Hogan was playing in the David Cronenberg horror film The Brood, she found the master of terrifying schlock to be “a bit sick.” As a kindergarten teacher beaten to death by dwarf nasties, Hogan discovered that Cronenberg had an eerie way with makeup.
It is to be regretted that Canada’s weekly newsmagazine continues to deal in stereotypes when reporting Canadian politics (The Pork-Barrel Polka Plays On, Sept. 24). The Senate is an excellent case in point, as is the snide treatment of Joe Clark’s first appointees to the Senate.
On their first album cover, they’re beaming; on their latest, surrounded by kids and food, they’re still grinning from ear to ear. They never forget to link hands before swinging into their first song of a performance and afterward they stand cheerfully for hours, autographing albums.
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