Chocolate vs. steel: A look at Canada’s strategic tariff retaliation strategy | CBC News

I have to say, I’m really proud of how sly our government is being. This is a good read – we’re doing our best to respond by targeting manufacturing concerns within the home districts of GOP leadership, putting steep tariffs on what seem like random and bizarre goods until you realize that they’re made in Mitch McConnell’s or Paul Ryan’s neighborhood.

Chocolate vs. steel: A look at Canada’s strategic tariff retaliation strategy | CBC News

That’s a heck of a thing.

The other day C’s mom flew up for a business meeting in Mississauga.  We decided to try an Indian restaurant near her hotel. (The popadams were exceptional).

Last night two guys went in there during dinner hours with an IED and blew the place up.

It’s four in the morning and I’m having one of those sleepless nights where thoughts keep circling around like vultures or some kind of metaphysical whirlpool. I need the sleep I’m missing here- I have some exacting work to do tomorrow. Its just not coming. An insistent bird is singing his nightsong across the street. It’s a very repetitive song. Perhaps he’s mired in something similar.

I’m questioning myself and my place in the world. This business today with the air conditioner drives home how precarious my existence is. I’ve been pushing myself in this creative field with its unpredictable paydays and no security for the better part of a decade, limping along from month to month and usually the promise of better things is enough. Every once in a while though, something like this pops up. April was a good month, but even the best of them can’t sustain a new air conditioner. If it wasn’t the AC it could just as easily have been the car, or the stove, and let’s not forget about the kitchen faucet I have rigged to work “until I can get it fixed”.

I don’t admit defeat easily, but maybe i’m being defeated? Will I ever know? Is a buzzer going to go off? When is the right time to change everything?

In your typical home air conditioning unit there is a capacitor which can hold a huge charge, in excess of 350 volts. It is imperative to discharge this electricity by applying an insulated screwdriver across the terminals before farting around in there.  350 is a genuine dealbreaker, and there is a serious moment that occurs as the steel rod comes close to contacting.  The snap is loud, and lets you know you’re either lucky or careful.

In the silence after the gzztt my neighbor decided to engage in one of our over the fence music conversations.  He’s a old punk, from the school of punk that has to acknowledge something IS punk before it can be considered suitable for discussion.

My 20 year old air conditioner is done for, btw.  I’m going to be sweaty for a while.