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More so than any time in the last, say, decade or two, tenuous relationships between international neighbours are at the forefront and it's clear that one misstep, misunderstanding or even mildly aggressive act could have dire repercussions...
Kick it into Chaff gear, kickers, it's time once again to stick it to The Chaff by telling it like it is or like it isn't or like it might be if more people had the courage and resolve to once more Chaff unto the breach, dear friends, once more.
One of the advantages of being my age is that you come to appreciate many of the improvements life offers today.
Looking to the lakes, Losing our leaders, Did you feel the Ken-ergy?
In the quest of information in family research, one may find historical records to anchor the recollections of subsequent generations. The other side of the coin would be the family stories...
Remember watching Schindler's List? The World War II epic directed by Steven Spielberg? You may not recall every detail, but, what do you remember? You remember the girl in the red coat.
Journey forth, esteemed connoisseurs of wit and wisdom, for in but a fleeting moment, The Chaff shall unfurl its resplendent tapestry once more, poised to bedazzle even the most discerning of razzlers!
The news these days, besides updates from Palestine or Ukraine, is often about the latest infection of measles. As of last week, there were nine confirmed cases of the disease.
Art... but so much more, The truth is out there, A lost art
While those words from an old song may not have any meaning, other than having lots of vowels, for the 21st Century reader, in the late 1800s and early 1900s, they meant excitement, culture, music and education.
Many, many moons ago, I read a book called Please Kill Me. Written by Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain, it told the story of the early days of punk music in the United States - mostly New York City.
I, The Chaff! You, The Chaff! We all, The Chaff! The Chaff, The Chaff! Welcome wizards, weirdos, wallflowers, well-wishers, whale watchers, weasel teasers, Waldo seekers, wanderers, ponderers, squanderers and conjurors. Are we gonna do this thing?
If you're as old as I am, you're probably as surprised as I am that issues you'd thought were settled long ago are suddenly in the news again.
Thinking outside the core, A terrorist's fate, Reaching a flashpoint
Last week, you will have read, I was shortlisted for the Better Newspapers Award for Best Rural Story by the Ontario Community Newspapers Association.
Hello, hi, hey, hi and hello! It's winter - the season of snowflakes, hot cocoa and... chaffed lips. Yes, that delightful sensation of your lips feeling like they've been rubbed against a cheese grater every time you step out into the crisp, cold air.
We're in late February and, even though spring isn't that far off, with all of its hope, many people are depressed.
A convenient death, Left to unravel, Justice delayed
On July 1, 1895, proud parents James and Emma Vokes, of Toronto, named their son Hadfield Arnold Samuel Vokes. That was quite a long title for the young lad to wear, but perhaps it was a precursor to the varied and rich life...
Last Friday, Cooper, our son and second child, turned one year old. Some of his family was around on Thursday for a little party and then, on Friday, I took the day off so we could spend it together.
I didn't get to my normal routine this past weekend when I sat down to watch the local news (either on CTV-2, London or CTV-1 on Kitchener) because there was none. Boy, did Bell Canada act quickly after announcing...
Zero stars never been there, Pleased to meet you, Just when I thought I was out
Friends, foes, fr-enemies, foe-nemies, ene-friends, friend-emoes, moe-ne-friends, rent-a-friends, friend of friends and feline friends, welcome to The Chaff - your weekly full-frontal, free-for-all, frolic festival...