Posted on 17/02/07
Baby, it's cold outside
It's mid-February and the deep freeze has overstayed its welcome. Naturally, Canadians are masochistically obsessed with our recent spate of stormy weather. We track the nightly national forecast with stoic intensity. As soon as perky CBC-TV meteorologist Claire Martin says "Arctic front," we're on the march like Napoleon's defeated troops departing Moscow. It's time to dig out the long underwear and make another trip outside to check that the car is plugged in. The more affluent among us jet off to Florida, Mexico and the Caribbean. Because we are a decent people, a climate-captive neighbour will still shovel your driveway. She will also graciously resist the urge to strangle you with the cheap puka shell necklace you bring home as a thank-you gift from your beach holiday.
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