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The slow reopening season begins
“Knowing that I won’t be prime minister, I discontinued that process,” Andrew Scheer revealed about his dual citizenship, as he rides out being lame-duck Conservative leader until a successor is chosen. Meanwhile, any chance of previous interim leader Rona Ambrose returning to politics was doused by her joining the board of Juul.
Moistly against cheesecake
Ontario Liberal leader Steven Del Duca made a parody attack ad to accuse Doug Ford of shooting a cherry cheesecake recipe video (filmed at his late mother’s house) as a distraction from dealing with COVID-19 deaths in long-term care facilities. The province then announced an independent commission towards improving that system.
Snowbirds captain Jennifer Casey honoured with a flyover. “Operation Backup Inspiration” launched from B.C.’s Lower Mainland, with rules that included no formation flying. It was a tribute to the Canadian Forces public affairs officer, who died after one of the 60-year-old jets on the Snowbirds tour crashed in Kamloops.
The grandmother of the future
Elon Musk tweeting “Take the red pill,” to the approval of Ivanka Trump, was a lot for the journalist mother of Grimes to take in: Sandy Garossino elicited some sympathy from Gerald Butts over Musk’s antics since the birth of X Æ A-12. She then deleted her critical tweets, tried to explain that she actually likes the guy, then deleted that, too:
Incel ideology was allegedly behind a murder at a Toronto massage parlour. Police provided evidence that changed the charges against a 17-year-old suspect, accused in a deadly stabbing on February 24, to “murder—terrorist activity.” The classification appears to be the first of its kind related to involuntary celibate views.
Finally, wringing out the mask
Atticus, the mysterious Instagram poet who only identifies his origins as somewhere in Western Canada, has been riding the zeitgeist by selling masks like his own. His legacy is considered in a London Review of Books piece on “Instapoetry.” Clare Bucknell notes he “writes about women in a way that makes you suspect he’s never met any.”