In this week of valentines, suicide speaks of love

As the ripples of Valentine’s Day recede, I am thinking not of the sugary sweetness of love. Rather, I’m left pondering a love that is riddled with pain, a love that scars and tears at the heart. In this week of Valentine’s love, I watched with amusement as a line, eight-men deep, formed for grocery … Continue reading In this week of valentines, suicide speaks of love

Driving towards rites of passage and refusal

The girls seated behind me in the waiting room of the DriveTest Ontario office have, apparently, no intention of getting behind the wheel of a car. “Why are you getting your license,” one of well-heeled young women asked her friend. (And I mean well heeled in a literal way – she was wearing those thigh-high … Continue reading Driving towards rites of passage and refusal