Tuesday, April 28, 2009


It's a wet spring day in Toronto, which raises hopes for a green and flowery near-future. When Francis Fukuyama proclaimed the end of history, it shed an unflattering light on the old punk slogan 'No Future.' In times like these, it's more rebellious to believe in the future, a future that has yet to be determined.

Today the words 'swine flu' are on everyone's lips. Whether we're talking about pandemics, war, or other proverbial horsemen, there isn't any corner of North America where one can hide from the peculiar rhythm of our culture- the pounding, relentless anxiety that drives us to work and spend.

Fret not. When you rest your head on your pillow at night, remember that the sound you are hearing is not the trotting hooves of the four horsemen, but the sound of your own worried heart beating. Yes, a hard rain is falling, but a hard rain is better than no rain, so press on, dear friends.

If you're in Toronto, maybe we'll see you tomorrow at This Ain't The Rosedale Library- our show with Brian Joseph Davis will be an early one, starting at 8pm. If not tomorrow, we hope to see you soon!


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