Enough is Enough an Insult to Those Who Drew Strength from Lance

By Jason Menard

It’s too tough. I’m going to pack up my bags and go home.

Yeah, that sounds like Lance Armstrong. You know, the man who for years embodied perseverance, fighting against the odds and winning. Those words are the words of a man who survived cancer and came back to win seven Tour de France titles.

If that doesn’t define a man who folds when things get tough, then I don’t know what does. Continue reading

Gelding Our White Knights with Knowledge

By Jason Menard

We know too much.

There’s a price to be paid for this wonderful instant-info world we live in. We literally have the world in the palm of our hands – a wealth of facts, opinion, and counter-opinion just a click away on smart phones, tablets, and laptops.

But that information isn’t free. It has cost us our ability to marvel, it’s robbed us of our sense of wonder, and it’s rendered us chronically dissatisfied. The days of wonder are long gone – and those looking for inspiration are doomed to never again find it. Continue reading

Pride Comes in Many Forms

By Jason Menard

“Why are they here, Daddy?”

It may seem like a simple question and it would have been easy to give a simple answer: “Because they hate.”

But although that would have been the quickest and easiest answer, it wouldn’t have been fair: not to my 10-year-old daughter and her friends; and not to the people standing on the corner with signs in their hands who prompted this question. Continue reading

Don’t be Too Hard on Sloane. We Were All Like Her Once

By Jason Menard

I know exactly who Cathryn Sloane is, even though I’ve never met her. I know exactly what she thinks, why she thinks it, and what her strengths are. But unlike Cathryn Sloane, I also know what her weaknesses are.

The reason why? Because I once was Cathryn Sloane. Continue reading

If Something Exists Only to Kill, Why Do We Protect It?

By Jason Menard

Tell me again how guns don’t kill people; people kill people.

Go ahead. Trot out that line again. Honestly, it would be absolutely hilarious, except for the fact that statement represents the first line defence after acts that produce nothing but tears.

Actually, don’t bother telling me. Why not tell the mother of Shyanne Charles? You know, the 14-year-old girl who, along with 23-year-old Joshua Yasay, who was gun downed Monday night at a block party in Toronto. Continue reading