This is not a gangster’s paradise

Babylon, P.Q.: This is not a gangster’s paradise

A few summers back, I was sitting in my favourite upper St-Laurent St. public house when some douchebag who had just been tossed out of the bar beside returned with ...Read more →

Babylon, P.Q.: Why they call it the silly season

The silly season (that time of the summer when newspapers generally turn to fluff, or overhype irrelevant stories, to pad out their papers because not much is happening due to ...Read more →

Forever on the beat

Babylon, P.Q.: Forever on the beat

The last time I had a substantive chat with journalistic colleague Len Dobbin, we were taking care of business after tying up the horses at a couple of watering holes ...Read more →

Putting a name to a face

Babylon, P.Q.: Putting a name to a face

Approximately 90 to 95 years ago, in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, a young woman between 25 and 35 years of age was killed, partially dismembered, stuffed into a burlap sack, placed in ...Read more →

The cure for festering wounds

Babylon, P.Q.: The cure for festering wounds

Feel like I was hit by a truck. And got dragged underneath it. Along a washboard gravel road. On the surface of the sun. For 10 days. (Though the astute ...Read more →

Lunatic Fringe

Babylon, P.Q.: Lunatic Fringe

I’ve been Fringing – and by Fringing I mean holding down a seat in the beer tent – for a ridiculous period of time, something like 16 years (amazing, I ...Read more →

Babylon, P.Q.: Jacques’s trap doesn’t fit

In a beautiful piece of ironic juxtaposition, editorial serendipity or just plain old wishful thinking, the Gazette’s front page headline queried, "What was Gainey’s hurry?" last Tuesday morning, one day ...Read more →

Row, row, row yer boat, gently ‘cross the… ocean?

Babylon, P.Q.: Row, row, row yer boat, gently ‘cross the… ocean?

There are three guys in town who’d be well advised to stay away from watching Discovery Channel’s Deadliest Catch, about Alaska crab fishermen, who spend their days and nights bobbing ...Read more →

Give the gift of bikes

Babylon, P.Q.: Give the gift of bikes

Of all the mystifying things my parents said to me when I was but a wee bairn, and there were many to be sure, there was one particular and oft-repeated ...Read more →

The Corpse awakens

Babylon, P.Q.: The Corpse awakens

Interviewing Frank Black, a.k.a. Black Francis, a.k.a. Charles Thompson IV, a.k.a. my nemesis, is like traversing a rose garden. Looks harmless enough at the outset, but once you’re in it, ...Read more →

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