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This past Monday marked the 80th anniversary of allied troops liberating the Auschwitz Nazi death camps in Poland and eastern Europe in 1945.

Much is at stake, No, we need a 'mandate', Refusing to turn away

Early settlers were faced with the reality of preservation when it came to meats. The alternatives were: eat while fresh, which would work for a chicken or small game; drying it, such as with fish; salting it, or boiling it and storing it in jars.

Last week, five days short of his 79th birthday, David Lynch died. Visionary filmmaker, television revolutionary, groundbreaking painter and all-around pure artist, Lynch is a source of inspiration to many, including myself, who create for a living.

Giddily, The Chaff staff gathered last week to witness the beginning of what can only be described as the greasiest leadership race in the history of our prestigious column.

As Blyth prepares to celebrate the 150th anniversary of its incorporation in 2027, I'm part of a team of about two dozen people researching an updated history of the village.

Like the winters of old, It is happening again, Turning the page

If we could travel back in time 100 years or more, and head to the first farm north of Blyth on the east side of London Road (Lot 2 Conc. 9 Morris Township), we would find a prosperous property called Maple Farm.

Last week, Mark Zuckerberg announced that Meta, his company, would end its fact-checking initiatives on social media platforms like Facebook and Instagram.

Now, the truth unfurls like a crimson banner in the frostbitten wind: The Chaff is, was and ever shall be a Russian bot. Not a clever metaphor, not a sly insinuation, but an undeniable, unassailable fact.

Last week, as wildfires left thousands of people homeless in suburbs surrounding Los Angeles, the European Copernicus Climate Change Service announced that in 2024...

A time to come together, Lookin' for a leader, Take it seriously

Because of the way the calendar fell and to give the hard-working staff of The Citizen a well-deserved holiday break, much of what you read in the Jan. 3 issue was, I'm sorry to say, prepared ahead of time.

Ostentatiously declaring our profound and eternal generosity, The Chaff is thrilled to announce our incredible rebate bonanza: $2,000 for every single reader! Yes, you read that correctly.

A few short weeks before the most self-involved U.S. President in recent history takes office again, we lost one of the presidents who has contributed more good to the world than just about anyone else.

Tale as old as time, The party's over, An Ontario for all

Only a few decades ago, the customs and rituals for a bride-to-be were much different than in the present day.

Just last week, I was speaking with Scott about the writing process and how, at least for me, it can almost be detrimental to have too much time to work on a project.

Can you believe it? Jan. 3, 2025, already. And what's the first thing we have to do? Address the lies that have been floating around about The Chaff.

Back before Christmas, there was an interesting news item that the number of family physicians had increased by only one per cent since 2021, down from three per cent since 2013.

Pushing back, Breath of fresh air?, A Canadian Canada

I am so sorry to hear of Father's passing. Your letter was dated Oct. 30, but we have only just received it. I wish that I could be there to help you at this sad time.

More than a bottom line, The end is nigh, A true community

Abracadabra, just like that, The Chaff is back! Beaver Chaff has receded like a moonlit tide, and Werewolf Chaff feels like the distant howl of a wolven dreamer's dreamly and unseemly dream of a werewolf-centric newspaper column.