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Originally published on Dec 29, 2008 @ 21:10. Reposted in light of the recent court decision.

Women’s ski jump isn’t an Olympic sport, so forget about cheering the gals on in 2010.

But wait! I (and every other Canadian taxpayer) helped pay for the damn ski jump venue at Whistler. Who says they can’t jump? The International Olympic Committee, that’s who. Apparently, ski jumping is the only sport at the winter Olympics that doesn’t allow females to compete.

The IOC keeps insisting there just aren’t enough qualified female ski jumpers around the world to justify adding the sport to the winter roster – contrary to the wishes of the Canadian Olympic committee and the International Ski Federation.

According to news stories back in February of ’08, IOC president Jacques Rogge said it’s not discrimination. Rather, with just 80 women jumpers in the world, allowing them to participate in 2010 would “dilute” and “water down” the value of Olympic medals.

Hmmm. By that same token – only 80 world-class athletes in a particular sport – one wonders about the case for winter Olympics as a whole.

After all, how many countries participate in the winter Olympic games vs. the summer Olympics?

Let’s consult Google. Turns out this August, Beijing hosted more than 11,000 athletes representing 204 countries – from Brunei and Papua New Guinea to Tuvalu, Tonga and Trinidad and Tobago. Two hundred and four countries – that’s higher than the number of sovereign states with membership in the United Nations (193).

Beijing competitors took part in 28 sports, and 302 individual events. Kind of a big dealie-o.

How do the winter games compare? If size matters at all to you, hope you’re sitting down: in February 2006, Torino, Italy, hosted a mere 2,500 athletes from just 85 countries. They competed in seven sports for a total of 84 events. There’s more going on at a seniors’ games tourney!
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Herr, kitty kitty

Herr, kitty kitty

Does Stephen Harper even have a sense of humour? Consider this awkward moment from September 2008, when comedienne Geri Hall of CBC’s long-running fake news show This Hour Has 22 Minutes caught the PM and his staff off-guard at a press conference in Halifax.

Hall, standing in a sizable crowd of reporters, tried to ask Harper a question and she got turfed from the room. “I’m a single female,” she told him. “I love you. I want to love you,” she shouted. RCMP guards quickly grabbed her and escorted her from the room.

“Was that This Hour? See, I don’t watch it.” the prime minister admitted to the remaining press corps, as Hall, still in character, continued: “Girls love a guy with a sense of humour.” She was handcuffed and detained. (more…)

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Thanks to the ubiquity of gossip websites on the internet, infotainment TV shows and the glut of glossy pop culture magazines at the grocery check out, no place is safe from celebrity news.

Certain faces appear again and again, bouncing into the news because of a newly-discovered baby bump, a stint in rehab, or an imminent divorce, often coinciding with a multi-million dollar movie opening or album launch.

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A little scary, frankly.

Who isn’t sick of Tom Cruise, who’s been overexposed for several years in a row now, thanks to his couch-jumping, maniacal enthusiasm for Stepford wife Katie Holmes and his well-publicized disdain for psychiatric meds and his aggressive proselytizing on behalf of Scientology?

This year a 10-minute tape on YouTube surfaced (then quickly vanished) of Cruise talking about his religion.

“Being a Scientologist, when you drive past an accident, it’s not like anyone else, it’s, you drive past, you know you have to do something about it. You know you are the only one who can really help.” (more…)

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John McCain’s Hail Mary Pass running mate announcement – coming practically on top of the triumphant Democratic party convention’s endorsement of Barack Obama and his VP choice Joe Biden – was one of the swiftest and most divisive political buzz kills of the summer.

Satire helped.

Satire helped.

I’m not sure what was more disturbing about Republican vice president hopeful Sarah Palin, her freaky, right-wing evangelical Christian politics or the winking, smirking ease with which she was able to pass off appalling insults and outrageous lies about her democratic opponents.

I definitely hated her bitchy put downs, like her big fat dig at Obama during her first televised debate: “I guess a small-town mayor is sort of like a community organizer, except that you have actual responsibilities,” laying it on thick in a snarky, corn-pone twang.
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Little brains, big plans.

Little brains, big plans.

Yep, it’s all over for dope-smoking recidivists Ricky, Julian, Bubbles and the rest of the gang at the embattled Sunnyvale Trailer Park in Nova Scotia.

Director/creator Mike Clattenburg has supposedly promised another feature-length movie, but the TV series is finished. The last episode, Say Goodnight to the Bad Guys, an hour-long special involving a country and western dance at a community hall, aired a few weeks ago.

Fortunately, the series lives on in repeats on Showcase. For now. Just saw the Rush “Closer to the Heart” episode, rum ‘n Coke tumbler-full of great lines:

  • “You guys don’t give a fuck about Rush!” – Bubbles.
  • “I was a bit of a dick. You were a bit of a dick. There were a lot of people being dicks.” – Ricky, to Alex Lifeson.

And has there ever been a more proud Canadian pop culture moment than when a pitch-perfect Bubbles shyly sings the first lines of Closer to the Heart in front of his guitar hero at the end of this classic episode?

A dope trailer is no place for a kitty.

A dope trailer is no place for a kitty.

A close runner-up might be when Ricky, banished to his car (the Shitmobile), watches the opening credits of The Littlest Hobo roll on a portable TV installed on his dash. I get teary just thinking about it.

So long boys. Thanks for the memories – and the immortal, expletive-littered catch phrases. Here’s to Freedom 35, cheeseburger bellies, piss jugs, and the auteur cinematic vision of the Bare Pimp Project. To getting drunk and stoned with my family at Christmas, and for the following mantra: a dope trailer is no place for a kitty. Also heed: “Dope and cops don’t mix, do they, Mr. Lahey?” “Like shit and strawberry shortcake, Randy.” Words to live by, people.

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