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Illegality of dumpster diving in Winnipeg facilitates waste
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In this economy, the discarded microwaves and half-eaten red velvet cakes in my apartment complex’s dumpster are their own sweet temptations. However, I am defiant in private and a pathetic rule-follower in public. I...
Conservatism is for spineless babies racing to loserville
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If you’ve ever whipped up a nonsense paper in a panic during the wee hours of the morning to meet a deadline, you might have produced something very similar to Manitoba’s Conservative party. The...
To protect trans kids is to demand a better future
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It seemed like the fascists wanted to hurt us.
The anti-queer 1 Million March 4 Children (1MM4C) protest in Winnipeg last Wednesday drew far larger numbers than those of us who showed up to oppose...
Rise up, gamers: the corporate miasma of professional League of Legends
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My fall semester so far has involved neglecting my growing September backlog of games in favour of the most divisive video game of our time, League of Legends (LoL).
I am no average League player...
Men’s sexlessness societal win, hookup culture not real
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These are sexually twisted times for sexless men and sex-frenzied 20-somethings.
In the United States, nearly one in three men between the ages of 18 and 30 report having no sex at all in the...
Squeezing deuces (or the politics of pooping and peeing)
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Picture this: you’re scrambling into a public washroom, clutching your abdomen at the eleventh hour. You pick the perfect unoccupied stall — no neighbours — and throw your pants down to hurl yourself onto...
Finding friends in familiar places
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1977’s Between the Lines opens on a group of 20-something beatnik amateur journalists surviving on cigarettes, weekday booze and sexual misadventures.
These characters — including bizarro dud of a music critic Max played by Jeff...







