Yeah, I know there's a recent Bitch about panhandlers, but it's such a major issue that continues to worsen I think it's warranted.

Giving panhandlers money just encourages the practice further, which leads to the continued harassment of pedestrians, motorists, and businesses. Clearly trying to penalize these people has had no impact, so why not start handing out fines to people who give panhandlers money?

Make it a bylaw with something like a $50 fine. As the odd person is fined in this way, word of mouth will spread and (hopefully) less people will continue to fund this shit. Honestly, just do SOMETHING. It's unreal how much worse it is here than every other major Canadian city I've visited.
—Poohandler

I will give the required meter of space to all bicycles. it is the law and a safety issue .Only one fucking request when I stop my car at a light and the idiots on their bicycles come up beside me between the curb and my car: GIVE ME THE SAME METER. My car can not slide sideways.
—You can share the road as well

Why would you cheat on your girlfriend? Why would you do it for years? Did you seriously think she wouldn't find out? Did you think I wouldn't find out you were in a relationship? WTF. You got the best of both worlds: Nice girlfriend to go home to, cuddle with, cry to. And when she didn't provide, there I was. No more, you dirty dog. No wonder you didn't want to be in a relationship with me: You were already in one, you fuck nut. I'm sorry I didn't figure this out sooner and in turn, hope you're alone for the rest of your life.
—Your ex side bitch

It's getting warmer—and that means soon, all the stupid parents who let their kids play in traffic will be putting out their completely ineffective little "We love our kids please slow down" signs. This, in spite of the fact that many putting out such signs have massive, fully landscaped backyards where their spawn can safely play—and the fact that motorists in this city are known nation-wide for their shitty driving. Even the few good drivers can have trouble stopping in time if little Timmy ignores the calls of "Car!" and decides to keep chasing the hockey ball into the street regardless. Kids are stupid like that. It's not their fault but they are. So, let your kids play on your own goddamned property instead of sending them out the front door into the path of some dumbass doing 70 in a school zone.
—The street is not a playground

Today on the way to work there were three bus shelters in a row with the glass broken. As a tax payer in this city, I am tired of paying for this shit over and over. I'm sure the tempered glass that size is at least $2K per pane installed and cleaned up. My advice is for the city council to remove all the shelters as they get broken. Most bus stops don't have them. If it's raining bring a fucking umbrella. If it's cold, dress for the fucking weather. It is obvious that people in this city can't teach their fucking kids to respect property. Spend the money on useful things like maybe another brand new bus or metal benches at every bus stop.
—Spend the money better

A bunch of strangers cuddling together in a room is about as appealing as a boiled egg fart. What is wrong with you people? Get a dog or a stuffed animal.
—What next?

I'm noticing a trend among young women these days: A lot of ya'll are now talking with that annoying Kim Kardashian fake baby voice/vocal fry. It's extremely irksome and it makes you sound like a complete moron. Grow up and speak like the woman of age that you clearly are. You're aren't a teeny bopper or a valley girl or a baby, so stop talking like one. It ain't cute and it ain't cool. Same goes for the upspeak—aka ending every statement on a high-note. How can you expect anyone to respect your opinion or what you have to say if you sound like a total ditz? Back in my day, women prided themselves on being assertive, shrewd business women. These days millenials are all a bunch of cutesy insta-wannabe bubbleheads who can't even talk properly. You may think you sound hip, but people are actually laughing at how stupid you sound. Open your mouth and let the sound come out. You're a big girl now
—Vocal Fry fries your vocal chords and my ear drums.

To the person who chucked their whole McDonald's lunch litter into the middle of Dublin Street between Young and Cork Streets on May 21st, here's the refuse you refused to recycle or even take home: large paper bag (recyclable), burger carton (recyclable), two paper napkins (compostable), a whole large bacon and cheddar angus bun (compostable.), a salad container (garbage) the container cover (recyclable), an unopened package of croutons (compostable and recyclable), a plastic fork (recyclable) the fork wrapper (recyclable), a paper and plastic bag (recyclable) and a very large piece of garbage: You! Lots of retired people live along there and some have surveillance and are hyper vigilant. One lady I spoke with saw the bag being chucked and others may have you on their cameras. The world can't afford trash like you any more. Smarten up. You're being watched more than you think.
—Tired of trash chuckers

I saw you steal the balloon off that old lady's front porch. Your buddy kept yelling "Wrong house! Wrong house!" but was perfectly fine after you snagged that precious, partially deflated pink prize. At least the third member of your drunk little gang had the decency to look ashamed when I met his eyes. You and the other shitbag, though, have a special spot in hell waiting. I don't care how drunk you were, you and your buddy are pieces of shit.
Oh, and if that banging I heard as I walked away turns out to have been you, and I see any damage done to the park or bus stop on my walk to work, guess what? I recognized you, and I hope seeing the cops coming to take you in for vandalism scares that shittiness out of you.
—Seriously, stealing a ballon from an old lady's house? How fucked are you?

To the local alt-weekly newspaper publishing climate denial in the form of a letter to the editor that's full of lies fabricated by oil companies, risking the future of the planet to make a buck: Don’t.
—Not brainwashed, just worried about the future of humanity