The straw that broke Elizabeth May’s campaign

Somebody put steel in her drink

Green party people say that you shouldn’t blame their leader for the Photoshopping of a non-plastic straw into her campaigning hands, let alone adding their logo to the cup.

Blackface makes great clickbait

While many find no cause to condemn him, Guardian columnist Arwa Mahdawi counts the ways Justin Trudeau was already considered awful. The pollsters are generally concluding that Andrew Scheer is pulling ahead just because of the blackface photos.

Munk Debates give up on waiting for Justin Trudeau. The foreign policy forum has been cancelled due to the PM opting not to appear with the three other major party leaders. Organizers spent $78,892 on Facebook advertising to try and change his mind.

The networking app Nextdoor

While it’s met with headlines about a racial profiling scandal and privacy concerns, private neighbour network Nextdoor promises to do nothing but good for its new market nation:

Kik kicks itself out of the messaging business. The company founded by students at the University of Waterloo in 2010 will be shutting down its signature chat app soon, in favour of trying to turn its controversial Kin cryptocurrency into a legitimate player.

When bae can’t access BAI

BAI Communications, now seven years into a $25-million deal to provide the Toronto subway with 20 years of wireless service, launched a campaign to coax Bell, Telus and Rogers into joining Freedom Mobile on its network. (Big telcos would rather roll their own.)

Graham Kennedy dead at 54. The photographer first made his mark by shooting the Toronto music scene, which included shooting most of the early covers of Exclaim!

Finally, bingo caller still killing it

Keith Morrison was fired from CTV in 1995 and lost his opportunity to succeed Lloyd Robertson, who then didn’t retire until 2011. So, the Lloydminster, Saskatchewan native got a job at Dateline NBC, which is now riding the true-crime podcast trend. With it comes a GQ profile portraying Morrison as “the Mister Rogers of murder,” thanks to his endurance by leaning on death: