I don't love you
I don't love you, don't love me
I am nothing
And that is what I have to give you
I have nothing

Look toward the sun
Rising up and out and from
We are nothing
And nothing we are from

We are one
But not the way you want to be
An endless sea of treachery
The unexpected lethargy
A nearly empty treasury
of unintended misery
You know it's poetry
When I speak
honestly

Be free or die fighting -theE major and Be DeaF

Hey, so this bitch isn't going to even touch the topic of cycling, that's a whole other can of worms to which I could dedicate a whole Coast's worth of bitches. It's about the bikes themselves. Whoever you are out there that takes great pleasure in stealing lights, seats, bags, whatever you can put your dirty fingers on and lift from parked bikes, what the hell is wrong with you? Why would you do that? Especially bike lights, if I forget to take them off, I find they'll disappear within 10 minutes of parking my bike anywhere in the city. So I try not to forget. But I mean, they aren't there for fashion or for fun, they are there to save your ass from getting hit by cars. If you see a pair casually hangin' out clipped to a bike, don't take them. The cheapest ones are a few bucks, but that's nothing compared to the cost of someone's life. If I catch you doing it, I'm gonna shine them right into your corneas on their highest setting, but more than that, I just wanna go for nice summer night rides. Just stop stealing, please. -Semi-Safe Cyclist

OK, someone has to say it: Have you seen the new library building? WTF!?!?! Was the construction crew fucking drunk when they built the top floor, or is the architect a sexually frustrated Rubix cube addict? Clearly, some creative designs lack common sense. -Not Getting It

I was riding my bike south on Oxford, passing the Coburg intersection. Yes, I was on the SIDEWALK at this stage. I do this because there is barely enough room for two cars on that intersection and it was rush hour and I'm carrying a toddler (and if you're in the right lane, I'm sure you all know the sudden dip to the right as you go through the intersection, which freaks me out even in my car). Anyway, I'm on the sidewalk until the HUG trail, which starts at South Park. I'm never aggressive, I go slowly, I don't ring my bell at pedestrians and I go around them extra carefully, on the grass. I have a TODDLER in my bike seat, for God's sake! I don't expect a medal for taking care of my toddler that I CHOSE to bring into this world, oh no no no—I just want to get to work while getting some exercise and burning a bit less gas.

So on this fine morning, a man old enough to know better reluctantly makes space for me on the sidewalk but mouths something at us, which I figured wasn't good, even as I THANKED his GRINCH ASS for making the room on the sidewalk. I said "Excuse me?" and he glared at us and repeated "Ride on the FUCKING sidewalk!" right into my toddler's face. Now, I've done my fair share of swearing and other stuff so I'm not some delicate flower, but c'mon, seriously? You're going to be a passive aggressive JERK and make room for me and THEN swear at me and my kid as you slowly stroll to wherever you're NOT rushing to on a weekday?

I hope you find yourself on my side of this one day, but I'd be happy if that Oxford bus just clipped your pinky toe with all the ROOM that it has to get by! -Just trying to get to work on a bike in Halifax safely

I'm so fed up with the criticism I hear about Nova Scotia. Everyone is Alberta this, Alberta that!! Here are things that make NS more desirable than Alberta:
-Better weather
-More physical beauty
-Way nicer, down to earth people
-Cheaper housing

Yeah yeah, Alberta has work and lower taxes, but people like to exaggerate about how much work there actually is. My 26-year-old daughter, who has a business degree and a work ethic to die for, went out to Calgary for two months and had to come back because she couldn't get a job! The extreme high cost of living drained her savings and she had to move back home! No, she didn't party it all away—she pounded the pavement and no one would give her a chance. So it's not all rainbows out there. She was lucky to get her old job back because her lovely boss has the selfless Maritime soul and felt bad that she got so fucked over out there. -Scotia Gal

What is it with idiot people who come to shop with the brains of a slug? Rude people who think that that the world spins around them, people who think that break times are for them. Must be government employees who sit on their asses all day. People who figure customer service is the same as slavery, hold their hands while they shop listen to them bitch and complain why stores do not have this or that. Really I don't give a fuck I'm just doing my job. So the next time you go to a store to shop show some respect or we might just say fuck you, find it yourself. Service is servitude...slavery. -Losers

I hope the city councillor for Peninsula North can loosen her ah helmet long enough to ah realize that not all of the ah voters who elected her, don't "only" consist of ah notably vocal group of ah persistent whiners. A great number of us are in fact dog owners. We pay taxes in this city, and we deserve better than your advocating for only the crybabies, who never seem happy regardless of what they're given at whatever cost to the taxpayer.

They didn't like when they were moved out of the area many years ago in the name of progress, but they sure don't mind doing the same thing to the dogs. My understanding is our city council granted the land to this malcontent group, a few years back thus selling out every taxpayer who owns a dog. They don't like dogs being in "their" park, "saying what other park/national historic site, can dogs go without leash?" To which I would reply, what other park/national historic site can you turn into a campground for a weekend?

I believe our elected friends have and are in the process of further selling us out. At the very least our "competent council" had better make an viable alternative for the dog owners, before they ban them from the park. We, as taxpayers (if nothing else) need to seriously consider this lack of representation for the next election. -Ruff Rough

To the ass who broke my car window and stole my purse...you are a dick. I was trying to be healthy and go for a walk, and returned to a smashed-in car, with a stolen purse/wallet and stolen gym bag. Now I have to take a day off work to deal with fixing my bloody car, replacing my cards and getting a new licence. This is what happens when I try to exercise. -Window-less

Dear pretentious business owners,

Please stop wasting and taking credit for the great talent that this fine city has produced. If you feel the need to brag about your accomplishments and flaunt other people's hard earned money than please show up to work before 10am. Please stop wasting people's time by showing up late to every meeting. Finally, please make it through a day without getting high. How can you expect people to respect you if you have no respect for them? -Hard Boiled

To the sad young woman who stole the pretty lamp from Thornbloom this week—this much is true: The beautiful, spirited, hard-working women who own Thornbloom are so kind, they probably would have GIVEN the lamp to you had they known you had no money, and coveted it that badly. One cannot STEAL lightness and happiness. But hopefully, you'll figure that out one day. -Candles Are Cheap