Chic or Patrician if you want to be fancy about it.
Recovering academic now in public safety. You’ll find me kibitzing on brains (my academic expertise) to critical infrastructure and resilience (current worklife). Also hockey, games, music just because.
Chic or Patrician if you want to be fancy about it.


¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I didn’t say it was a good reason.


It’s American.


We use the British meaning. Yanks went their own way on this one.


We didn’t see asses on TV. We still don’t see them on broadcast. It’s more common on cable.


Well we did have them. Still do in many cases although they are under pressure. And the Stronachs built their fortune through Magna supplying parts into manufacturing facilities.
I don’t know if we can cut those deals with China or not. But the low cost of those vehicles reflects low wages. So you can have cheap vehicles where every dollar supports a foreign economy, or more expensive vehicles where we pay a good wage to our friends and neighbours.


I’m with you. My ideal vehicle would be the electric equivalent of the Mazda B2000 - compact single cab short bed pickup. Slate held some promise but I’m not sure that’s going to happen. The closest thing is the Maverick but it’s over-engineered and a crew cab.


If you think this is a Kang and Kodos situation you are legitimately insane. On one side you have a PhD level economist (Oxon) who is former Governor of the National Banks of both Canada and England, and on the other you have a convoy supporting career politician who has been playing partisan gadfly since he was an undergraduate at University of Calgary.
Your quickness to bring in " throw away your vote" as legitimate strategy screams of trolling.


Have I got a book series for you! Forensic accountant uncovers layers of bullshit in silicon valley by none other than our own @pluralistic@mamot.fr


Well your realpolitik option is a supersized portion with Poilievre. Until we get proportional representation we are all hostage.


It’s a defensive posture. It’s those things that are keeping us from random 1,000,000% tariffs that would take a decade to litigate. Nobody wants it, but we kind of need to play along while we figure out how to get out of this mess.


We were part of that cabal - it was called the auto pact. In a sane world it integrated our manufacturing processes so that we could be players rather than consumers. The Canadian market is small and fragmented so we don’t wield any power as a consumer nation. Be careful what you wish for.
Density is mass by volume. The volume changes because of the crystalline lattice. The mass doesn’t change. I’m trying to decide if you’re trolling or not.


I feel like the speed of the conveyance matters a lot. One minute of travel at walking speed is still a 3 wood away. You could converse by shouting with someone at the origin. One minute by train puts you out of earshot and golf ball range.


Install disk for Mint. Older computer and couldn’t figure out how else to do the install.


Quebecois French split from France ~400 years ago and has its own history. Acadian French has an even earlier split and can be very hard for Quebecois to understand.


Only if they copied the movies. Stewie in the Family Guy speaks in a Mid-Atlantic accent which is why he pronounces his H’s etc.


Everyone I know has met a killer.


I never really understood it until I met people from Iowa for the first time. They didn’t have an accent in the way that San Diego doesn’t have weather, just a climate.
Your impression of those decades is influenced by styling and design.
Photos of actual people on the street show a lost less variation between the 1950s, 60s, and 70s than you might imagine. But when stylists want to cue the era they dial up tropes that are instantly recognizable. Bobby sox and poodle skirts are instantly recognizable as 1950s style, but it probably applied to only a small geographical area in a few urban areas. Similarly the greaser stereotype was not widespread. But now you’d believe that half of high schools were wearing white t-shirts and leather jackets.
I lived through the punk scene. Half the people at the shows I went to look like they were part of a varsity basketball team. We had one friend who had spiked hair and people would cross the street to avoid him. The styling now would have you believe that most young people were decked out in eyeliner and bondage pants.