All posts by curtis72

19 Oct

Random Thoughts – Passing of a Non-Icon, Hydro Dividends, Nuggets from the Road and More

1. Admit it. You never even heard of Gord Downie before he was diagnosed with brain cancer and being subsequently forced by your inconsiderate neighbor to listen to his last concert. Yet upon his passing, he is being hailed as some kind of Canadian icon. Don’t get me wrong. I’m sorry he passed away. But his death is no more or less significant than anyone else’s in this country.

2. Much more newsworthy, in my opinion, was the passing of original Jet Dunc Rousseau. My condolences to his family and to his former teammates.

3. Dear Sportsnet: During the very infrequent occasions in which I tune in to a hockey game, I want to, get this, watch a hockey game. Not a three-hour tribute to someone who played in a rock band I never heard of before. And I certainly don’t need to see crocodile tears from our adolescent prime minister leading off the broadcast. Or at any other time during the broadcast.

3a. Where, pray tell, were those crocodile tears from said adolescent prime minister when those people were mowed down in Edmonton?

4. I fail to be surprised that Mayor Sendzik is planning to spend every last dime of the $4-million hydro dividends the city will be getting. No need to put the money in reserve, he says. Spend, spend, spend. Just like a true Liberal.

4a. We need a new mayor. Badly. And not a hard-line leftist.

5. A poll came across my Twitter feed yesterday asking who is the dumbest person in America. There were some worthy contenders on the list, but I chose NFL commissioner Roger Goodell, who is proudly spearheading the league’s death spiral. With its popularity and ratings in a self-induced free fall, the once-mighty and seemingly infallible sports colossus is slowly circling the drain. All I have to say is thanks for the memories.

6. Out before sunrise this morning, I spotted three cyclists without helmets, lights or brains.

7. Happy “Anniversery”:

8. As opposed to dirty food …

9. Happy “Hallooween”:

10. I couldn’t resist this shot of a pizza joint named for a former USFL team. For those unfamiliar with USFL history, Buffalo Bills legend Jim Kelly starred for the Houston Gamblers for two years and would have done the same with Donald Trump’s New Jersey Generals if the league had not gone under.

10a. Shameless plug: Fallen Generals features a comprehensive history of the Generals, including the aborted 1986 season that would have seen Kelly suit up for New Jersey.

10b. Shameless plug 2: Coming in a few months time will be my first mystery. Set in Winnipeg, it will feature a potty-mouth lesbian detective matching wits with a deranged, self-absorbed sicko who believes the world is out to get him.

11. At the Tim Hortons in Chippawa, I was served by a crusty old fartess whose commitment to customer service could have used some improvement.

12. I think I was the only one there who wasn’t known by one of the staff or patrons. I suppose it was like the Cheers bar where everyone knows your name.

12a. There were more flies inside the restaurant than patrons.

13. Don’t ask me why, but that place seems to be a hangout for bikers, and I don’t mean cyclists.

14. Someone in the washroom walked out without washing his hands. It does happen here, but unlike some other part of the world where yours truly once called home, it stands out.

15. Parking fail:

16. It’s a bike rack, not a dog rack …

17. Even though it’s mid-October, parking at Table Rock today was running at $20. For tour buses, it was $65. It remains sad to see how they shake down tourists here, particularly given the importance of tourism to the region.

18. This Holiday Inn, one of the closest hotels to the falls, offers free parking to registered guests, yet the Hilton by the Winnipeg airport charges for parking. I don’t get it.

19. Enjoy “Niagra” Falls:

14 Oct

Random Thoughts – Involuntary Organ Donation, Million-Dollar Fiasco, Promotional Mailings and More

1. My former MP, Steven Fletcher, touched a very raw nerve with me this week when he announced that his so-called “Gift of Life Act” will be coming up for a vote in three weeks time. If passed, this would give the Manitoba government the legal right to presume upon your death that you consent to being an organ donor.

Let me be clear. I support organ donation. Voluntary organ donation. No politician, party or government has any moral authority whatsoever to harvest your organs without your express consent. No answer is just that, no answer.

Even though it does not affect me since I no longer live in the SPRM, I suspect the reason my dander is up about it is because it is being championed by a so-called conservative whom I know personally and once respected.

1a. For those who think this bill is a good idea, consider the example of an accused rapist who tells the judge, “She didn’t say anything, so I presumed she was OK with it.” Do you think that defence should allow the scumbag to get off?

1b. One of the reasons Fletcher broke ranks with the Manitoba PCs was because representing his constituents supposedly took precedence over the interests of his party. Yet I rather doubt the impetus behind this bill came from a groundswell of support from any constituents who wrote to his office or attended one of his Fletcher Forums. In this case, he is most likely only representing himself.

2. This week, the million-dollar donation IceDogs owners Bill and Denise Burke were to have made toward the construction of the Meridian Center officially came off the table. Yes, the city screwed up royally. It was a case of small-town politics at its worst. But as much as they are being portrayed as victims, the Burkes are not blameless in this sordid affair. When first having problems with city staff, rather than approach the mayor, they instead chose to air their dirty laundry in public. To their credit, when everything came to light, council and Mayor Sendzik acted decisively to address all the problems behind the scenes, yet the Burkes were still unmoved. All told, over the last year, they have come across looking very petty.

2a. If the Burkes really wanted to do something for the community, how about naming the team for the city whose taxpayers are putting up the bulk of the $50 million for the arena their team is the anchor tenant of? But I guess that’s asking too much.

2b. Since council is now free to rename IceDogs Way, the street upon which the Meridian Center sits, I propose calling it “St. Catharines Way.” It’s one way the Burkes can be forced to publicly acknowledge the city.

3. This week, this non-driver got yet another promotional mailing from CAA Niagara. When I shamed them on Twitter, they offered to take me off their list if I gave them my address, but I figured they should look it up themselves. After all, they added me to their list, they can do the work to get me off it. And if they can’t be bothered, far be it from me to stop them from flushing their money down the toilet.

4. I also got a promotional email from Bell recently patting themselves on the back for all the great things they’re doing for me. Call me a skeptic, but I get the feeling I’m being primed for another rate increase.

5. I am a frequent user of some highly credible open-source freeware such as the LibreOffice Writer and GIMP, the graphics manipulation program. But just because it’s open source doesn’t make it good. Consider the case of LibreOffice Base, the Access knockoff, that I had some experience with this week. On the surface, it has a lot to offer, but getting data in and out of it is clunky and it crashed more often in one day than Access has for me in several years.

6. Clear the track for Eddie “Shak” …

7. The apostrophe king of Vineland …

8. And on the other side of the street is “House across the street from the school:”

9. At the Tim Hortons/Vineland Seniors Center this morning, I was served by a clerk whose disdain for her job couldn’t have been more obvious if she put a flashing blue light on her head.

10. Seated nearby at said Tim Hortons was someone who said he lived in a townhouse near the “lie-berry.” Oy.

11. Maybe it was just me, but the tea I had at said Tim Hortons tasted like it was made with dishwater. Methinks the time to replace their water filters came and went several months ago.

12. I appreciated the fresh coat of asphalt on North Service Road between Jordan Road and Vineland. I appreciated that the project was completed the same year in which it began even more. Once again, this is not the Old Country.

13. Did the brainiacs who renumbered all the St. Catharines Transit routes consider that there is now a route 406, the same number as one of the main highways running through town? And that said route 406 doesn’t actually go on the 406?

14. Take the “huttle” …

08 Oct

Around Town – Canes, Joggers, Pet Blessings and More

1. This was the second straight time I’ve been out where I spotted someone carrying a cane. From the wrong end.

2. I know I’ve said this before, but I wonder if people are aware of how stupid they look while jogging.

3. Is this a boob job for a turkey?

4. Shot of Port Dalhousie this morning:

5. What’s next, have Rover take communion? Maybe get baptized?

6. If you truly cared about “the defender of your home” with a wonky back leg, you wouldn’t have let it get loose in the first place.

6a. I feel sorry for the cat, but not for the owners.

7. I reported this hazard in the bike lane on Martindale Road some time ago. Sadly, fixing it doesn’t seem to be a big priority with the Region.

8. When approaching a light where there are two turning lanes with the one on the left being empty and a cyclist in the other, why on earth would a motorist decide to pull up behind the cyclist?

9. The lizard doesn’t command me …

10. Further to my observations on the rise of obesity …

11. It’s nice to see there are programs available for the liberals in our community. After all, as our mayor/municipal Liberal ambassador likes telling us, we are a compassionate city.

12. The pigs of Meadowvale Road:

13. Chapter 786 of “The SPRM Continues to Follow Me Around” …

14. Just leave your junk out on the curb …

01 Oct

IceDogs Home Opener 2017

Thoughts and observations from the Niagara IceDogs’ 2017-2018 home opener against the visiting Erie Otters to kick off my fourth season of IceDogs hockey since relocating to St. Catharines:

1. Don’t ask me why, but the drivers on the road on the way to the rink seemed to be in a particularly ornery mood. Maybe because it was Friday night.

2. I passed by two people with dogs and both had their canines on leashes. This is not the Old Country.

3. Sign of the times: A woman sitting in a park with her head down busy with her phone and not paying the slightest bit of attention to her children.

4. Odd sightings en route: A biker sitting in a bar was a spitting image of the poor sap whom Arnold Schwarzenegger targeted in the opening scene of Terminator 2. Not more than two blocks later, the cyclist I spotted on Welland Avenue bore a striking facial resemblance to former IceDog Brendan Perlini.

5. Maybe I’m just noticing them more, but many, shall we say, diverse characters were coming out of the woodwork as I made my way through downtown. One of the strangest was a woman lying on the ground who was so disoriented after getting up that she nearly staggered into me. I don’t want to know the substance she was under the influence of.

6. The purpose of this headless mannequin on St. Paul Street is …

7. Why our civic leaders are celebrating the installation of a crosswalk half a block from a traffic light as a great accomplishment is something I don’t quite understand.

8. The long line on the Rankin Gateway of people waiting for the privilege of getting in.

9. When we were finally allowed in around 6:05, ravenous and rude rent-a-copettes were again rifling through bags and purses just as they had been back when the building first opened. In response to complaints, the practice had since been greatly relaxed, but it’s apparently back and with a vengeance. I hope it’s not the case of the new general manager looking to flex his muscle in order to impress his masters at SMG.

9a. Being among the thick crowds, I was able to run a pass pattern to avoid them and sneak in a juice box. Take that, SMG!

10. Outrageously priced souvenir item of the night: A baby outfit for $15.

11. This season’s menu and prices at the concessions, which did a booming business:

11a. The two women seated to my immediate left each had a mozza burger and three beers and shared a tub of popcorn, spending more than double the cost of their respective tickets in the process. And they probably drove home.

11b. Seeing how much cash people blow at the concessions, it’s no wonder the governments they elect spend money so wildly.

12. Obligatory scoreboard and center ice shots:

13. The usher at section 106 who was standing in the middle of the aisle acted as if she was doing me a big favor when she got out of my way. The role of an usher is to help patrons, not to obstruct passageways. At least that’s the way it’s supposed to work.

13a. Note to IceDogs ushers: Being a volunteer does not entitle you to annoy the living daylights out of paying customers.

14. There was a booth from a radio station offering a chance to win tickets to see Elton John at the Meridian Center. The school project I was forced to do on him in Grade 4 is the only reason I even know who Elton John is.

15. New sponsors this year include Niagara Airbus, whose service brought me from Pearson Airport to my new home on the historic day of August 1, 2014 when I became an Ontario resident, as well as OPSEU, which is advertising on the ice and on one of the Zamboni machines. Like I always wondered with MGEU, why do they feel the need to advertise? It’s not as though public sector employees can go to another union.

16. Sadly, Horizon Utilities remains a sponsor. I still do not understand why does a publicly owned utility with a monopoly has any need to spend money to promote its brand. And why the municipalities which own Horizon/Alectra do not put a stop to this frivolous practice with an iron fist.

17. I liked this clever IceDogs-themed ad:

18. There were many familiar faces in the crowd. Perhaps I’m becoming one of them. After all, this is a small town.

19. Among the crowd of 4,768 that, if anything, was under-reported, was a big contingent from the Commonwealth who came to see their team, including the group in my row. Seated to my immediate right was a 40-something teenager who spent the entire night trying to become the next Howie Meeker. Her favorite player appeared to be Christian Girhiny, whom she first called “Pogo” then later “Coco.” Her calls of “hit ‘em,” “skate, Jordan,” “Jordan, what are you doing?” and “get up there, get up there” were pretty tame, but I nearly jumped when she yelled “Shoooot!”

20. Seated in the section to my right was a woman in her 20s with “LOVE ME Always and Forever” emblazoned on the back of her blouse. Are people that desperate for affection?

21. Sadly, the band was back, but at least they weren’t too obnoxious.

22. The presence of so many higher, designer numbers on this year’s roster is further proof Marty Williamson is no longer in charge.

23. I’ve officially lost hope that the glass will ever be cleaned in that building. Worse yet, the floor beneath my seat was so sticky that I had to keep moving my feet during the game to avoid the risk of having my shoes permanently adhere to it. I suppose the off-season wasn’t long enough for them to clean the place properly. *eyeroll*

24. Before the game, I did another eyeroll as they again showed the “Hockey Night in Niagara” graphic on the scoreboard. Funny, but I don’t see any other Niagara municipality rushing to help pitch in to help retire the debt and share in the cost of maintaining the building. Yet they’re more than willing to share in the glory and celebrate the IceDogs as a regional team. Yes, that remains a sore point.

25. Among the hockey operations staff introduced before the game was the IceDogs’ new director of analytics. Seriously? This is junior hockey, not the NHL. Let the kids have a little fun, for the love of Pete(tm).

26. Dear public address announcer whose name I will not repeat since he loves to promote himself so much: We know that St. Catharines, Thorold, Mississauga and Oakville are in Ontario. When giving the player’s hometown in the introductions, you don’t have to repeat it each and every time. Even if we didn’t know, the fact that we’re at an Ontario Hockey League game might give it away.

27. It was a nice touch to honor longtime season ticket holders and others in the IceDogs family who had passed away in the off-season with a moment of silence before the game.

28. The Grand Avenue Public School choir handled the anthems poorly and sadly, did part of the Canadian anthem in Quebecese. Not cool.

29. The winner of the “Move of the Game” was a little kid named Gavin, the same name of the lead character in Shattered Dreams, my fifth book.

30. When visiting the washroom, I noticed many people using the sinks as well as the urinals. Once again, this is not the Old Country.

31. Oh by the way, there was a game going on. The first period was relatively uneventful, and despite the rash of penalties called in the second, it wasn’t until the 16:45 mark that the IceDogs opened the scoring. Erie answered just over a minute later, but the IceDogs regained the lead early in the third and put the game away with two more late in the period.

32. In the third period, I laughed as Elijah Roberts tried to put a spinerama move on an attacking Erie forward at the Otters’ blue line. Kid, you’re not the second coming of Serge Savard.

33. The IceDogs saluting the crowd after the game:

34. While waiting for the bus after the game, I spotted a guy wheeling a bike to the platform. He likely didn’t know it, but his bike needed a new cog. He also seemed to have a great deal of trouble figuring out how to read the board showing when the next buses are coming. They taught us that in Grade 8, but it didn’t look like he had gotten that far in school before dropping out. Or flunking out, if they allow that these days with the “no-fail” policies in place.

35. On the bus, the back door opened automatically and all but one departing passenger thanked the driver. You’ve heard this before, but this is not the Old Country.

23 Sep

Random Thoughts – Old Country Transit, Brian Bowman, Grande Parade and More

1. I was astounded to read that Winnipeg Transit, cash-starved to the point that they’re faced with having to cut back on routes, will be spending a whopping $300,000 on a pilot project to put Wi-Fi on a dozen of their buses. Judging from just a sample of the comments I’ve been seeing on my Twitter feed, I’m not the only one who feels that way.

Obviously, Transit remains as unreliable as ever with schedules acting as little more than rough guidelines, a source of much frustration for me when I lived there. Yet such serious problems along with mounting driver and passenger safety issues get nothing more than lip service from City Hall as they instead plough ahead pouring tons of cash into that silly Rapid Transit and other boutique projects. As Winnipeg Sun columnist Tom Brodbeck once put it, it’s like building a pool in the backyard of a house with a crumbling foundation.

2. No incumbent Winnipeg mayor since Unicity has been defeated at the polls, but as he piles on debt with reckless spending while allowing core services to deteriorate, it sure sounds like Brian Bowman is trying awfully hard to become the first.

3. This morning, I spotted a cyclist headed north on Merritt Street with a helmet strapped to his handlebar. His skull might get cracked open if he gets into an accident, but at least his handlebar will be well protected.

4. I know some people like to gossip, but I never saw anyone proud enough to put it up on a sign before.

5. I’m sure the neighbors appreciated the homeowner on Powerview Avenue who was blasting his radio so loud this morning that I could hear it from a block away.

6. Call me a skeptic, but I get the feeling that these bikes may be a little, shall we say, warm. Not just because of the heat.

7. “Your” not an English major, are you …

8. They don’t seem to get the “pictur” …

9. I spotted this interesting character/”community resident” downtown today. I was particularly intrigued by the plastic bags he was using for shoes and a shirt.

10. “Coorlight.” For the taste of the Rockie.

11. From the St. Catharines Department of Redundancy Department:

12. I know the Grande Parade is a big deal around these parts, but I never realized how big of a deal it was until I saw people laying out towels and chairs more than two hours before the first float. It’s just a parade, folks.

13. An older gentleman on Carlton Street genuflected as I passed by. Have I suddenly become the sign of the devil?

20 Sep

Back to Buffalo on Two Wheels

Observations and a few pictures from my third two-wheeled trip to Buffalo and my 38th such trip to the Great State of New York:

1. Before going across the Rainbow Bridge, I spotted some tourists waiting to cross a street having tremendous difficulty trying to figure out how to use the walk button. I hesitate to laugh, but it’s not exactly a complex piece of machinery that requires years of training to operate.

2. After clearing customs, I waited for the #40 bus on Third Street in front of the Sheraton where I noticed this ad on the bench. Would you expect them to put it on the ad if their food wasn’t delicious?

3. Metro is the only municipal transit system I’ve seen where the drivers use lap and shoulder belts.

4. There was no need for the driver to honk at the car from PA in front of her on the Niagara Scenic Parkway who wasn’t going fast enough for her liking. The state builds four-lane divided highways so that you can pass slower traffic. Besides, she was taking the left exit less than a mile away anyway.

5. There were automated stop announcements as well as an overhead display flashing the name of the upcoming stop, yet the driver also yelled out the name of the stop. Shrug.

5a. I nearly laughed out loud when we passed the Tops on Grand Island and she yelled “TAHPS” as if she was from Western PA.

6. I got off just past the Scajaquada Expressway and made my way down Potomac Aveue, then Delavan Avenue toward Delaware Park. En route, I passed by an abandoned gas station where this Trump sign was proudly on display in the window:

6a. I only wish Trump was our prime minister, especially after he kicked some serious butt at the UN the other day. Knowing of him from the USFL era, I was skeptical when he first took office, but he’s looking like the best president our southern neighbors have ever had.

7. At Main Street, I got a number of highway pictures like this one of the Scajaquada Expressway, which will be making their way to a website near you:

8. Scenes at Delaware Park:

9. It appeared that the trail encircling the park was one-way, like it is at Lake Calhoun in Minneapolis, yet the area was bereft of signage to that effect. Perhaps it was one of things you’re just supposed to know.

10. Oy. I’m surprised the intersection ahead wasn’t painted in rainbow colors.

11. While I was waiting to cross Delaware Avenue, someone rolled down his window and asked me if this was Delaware Avenue, apparently oblivious to the sign at the intersection and the much larger sign on the Scajaquada that brought him there. You have to wonder how some people pass the written portion of their driver’s test.

12. Proceeding north on Delaware Avenue, I couldn’t resist stopping for a shot of this sign. I don’t eat pork, but I still thought it was funny.

13. As I went through the Village of Kenmore, it marked the 15th different municipality that I’ve been in with my bike in the Great State of New York.

14. Further proof that New York has got to be the most over-signed state in the US:

15. It wasn’t too far from here in the City of Tonawanda where I saw a house that had been featured on an episode of House Hunters. I also spotted another such house earlier in the day closer to Delaware Park.

16. When ordering tea in a US restaurant, you need specify “hot tea” if that is indeed what you want. Not that I cared much since I just needed the liquid and a place to rest for a while.

17. Behind the counter at the McDonald’s in Tonawanda was someone with a nose ring who exclaimed, “I’m so freaking hot today I feel like I’m melting.”

18. I was at that McDonald’s close to noon and the place was deserted. The once-iconic symbol of the golden arches truly is a dying brand, at least in the US. But they got my business because they had a bike rack, unlike their competitor across the street.

19. Applause to the clerk who was so kind and courteous with the customer who dropped his half-eaten meal as he was going to toss it in the trash.

20. A shot from Tonawanda Island:

21. The dedicated trail along River Road in North Tonawanda was nice, as was the wide paved shoulder through the Town of Wheatfield, but Niagara Falls has some work to do on its stretch of that roadway leading to Cayuga Drive.

22. Before returning to Canada, I stopped for a break at the Niagara USA Visitor Center, where I saw a tourist dragging a suitcase. Then as the #40 bus she was apparently hoping to catch kept going through the roundabout without stopping for her, I watched as she hurriedly ran back in the opposite direction, where she was thankfully able to catch it a block to the east.

The bus stop sign was removed after the stop was relocated, but the bench is still there, and an unsuspecting tourist could be forgiven for not knowing better. It might not be a bad idea to put a sign at the bench indicating where to catch the bus.

17 Sep

Terry Fox Run 2017

Observations and pictures from today’s Terry Fox Run held here in St. Catharines:

1. Loyal readers may be aware that this was the 10th anniversary of the late Carli Ward’s last Terry Fox Run, which I had the honor of accompanying her on at Winnipeg’s largest off-leash dog park back in the SPRM. Understandably, the anniversary made this run a little more special than most of the others.

2. Since this was the first year the run was held at Brock, I was pleased to see this two-person welcoming committee at the corner of Glenridge and Isaac Brock Way, formerly St. Davids Road, along with the signage pointing the way. I’ve heard the phrase “you’re just supposed to know” once too often in these parts.

2a. This native of the flatlands has still not mastered the fine art of getting up the escarpment on two wheels. It’s getting easier at Queenston Heights and Taylor Road, but not on Glenridge.

3. Scenes before the run:

4. For an event that is supposed to be cyclist-friendly and with acres of outdoor space at their disposal, why was so much of the pre-run activity, including many of the announcements, held indoors? I understand the need to make plans in case of inclement weather, but the elements were hardly a factor on this day.

5. Speakers addressing the crowd prior to the run:

5a. Kudos to Walter Sendzik, our municipal ambassador for the Liberal Party of Canada, who managed to get through his speech without mentioning his compassionate city initiative, bashing Donald Trump, or dispensing any of the other Liberal rhetoric he’s become so fond of. It was particularly shocking given the presence of both the provincial and federal Liberal ambassadors, whom he often feels the need to impress. Especially the latter.

5b. Mayor Sendzik sure appeared to be in an awfully surly disposition upon his arrival, but his politician’s smile was back by the time the spotlight was on. Maybe it was just the sight of that snarky conservative on a bike who keeps taking him to task that put him in a bad mood.

6. While I was standing right on top of the word “START” painted on the sidewalk, someone came up and asked me where the starting line was. I should have told her to go to Port Dalhousie.

7. As the dignitaries were speaking, shouldn’t the River Lions cheerleaders have been facing the crowd instead of showing us their oversized derrieres?

7a. Two of those “cheerleaders” looked like they were eating for two. Except that they didn’t appear to be pregnant.

7b. Why weren’t they at the run in Niagara Falls so they could be closer to their “river”?

7c. If you haven’t guessed already, even if I had any interest in basketball, I would never attend a game because of their distasteful choice of nickname. I chose to make and remain proud to call St. Catharines my home. If those so-called “River Lions” don’t feel the same way, perhaps they should consider playing out of the Gale Center in the Falls.

7d. Question to ponder: Should those so-called “River Lions” be denied access to the Meridian Center?

8. There weren’t more than 10 cyclists at the starting line. Maybe I’m not the only one having trouble getting up the escarpment.

9. The sound clip from Terry Fox one of the volunteers played on his phone was an awfully nice touch.

10. Scenes at the finish line:

11. You know I had to spot an SPRM plate. It was just a matter of when.

11a. Some of you might not be aware that Terry Fox and I are both natives of the degenerate capital of the SPRM, making the plate sighting in the parking lot at Brock a little more fitting. In addition, he and I went to the same elementary school in that part of the world.

12 Sep

Bigger Problems than Equifax

In light of the recent Equifax hack that has left than 100 million Americans along with some Brits and Canadians nervously wondering when and if they’ll be identity-theft victims, allow me to share a story from my distant past.

Many years ago, while working at a consulting house, my boss stopped by my desk with a CD in his hand. A prospective client whom I’ll call Flighty HR Lady had given him an Access database and asked for his thoughts as to whether or not it was something worth using, so he turned it over to me to take a look.

I opened it up and was immediately appalled at what I saw.

Inside was a detailed listing of several hundred employees that included dates of birth, social insurance numbers and driver’s license numbers. Everything a growing identity thief needs to know. No security. No encryption.

I reported my findings to my boss, who then told me that the database I had just seen wasn’t the entire personnel file of Flighty HR Lady’s employer. It was the entire personnel file of her former employer.

So, in summary, Flighty HR Lady, a certified human resource professional who today is the proprietor of her own HR consulting business and trains others in her field, took personnel files she no longer had any right to access, let alone possess, and blindly turned them over to a third party.

Let that sink in.

I then asked my boss, “Is Flighty HR Lady aware she could be charged for this?” He brushed it off as a case of extreme naïveté, but something tells me the Mounties wouldn’t have been quite so forgiving.

Not to diminish the impact of external hacks, such as what apparently happened in the Equifax case and other high-profile security breaches, but the moral of the story is that people like Flighty HR Lady can compromise your personal information just as easily as any hacker. As I’ve often discussed with colleagues past and present, the internal threat to an organization’s data is, in fact, often much greater than anything external.

12 Sep

Random Thoughts – Civic Priorities, St. Catharines Transit, Citizens First and More

1. There was a recent article in the Welland Tribune in which Wainfleet mayor April Jeffs vowed “Wainfleet is my priority” when asked if there would be a conflict between her candidacy in the upcoming provincial election and her duties as mayor. I sure wish Mayor Sendzik, who spends half his time on social media shilling for the Liberals, would make a similar declaration putting the interests of his city above those of his party. And mean it. But I guess I’m asking too much.

2. St. Catharines Transit recently changed all its route numbers, adding 300 to each of them. For example, the daytime route number 5 is now 305, while the evening/weekend/holiday equivalent that used to be 105 is now 405. One simple question: Why?

2a. On second thought, maybe I don’t really want to know.

3. Appalled that the big dip in the bike lane on Martindale near Welland Vale Road which had been there for the past several months still had not been fixed, I did the responsible thing and reported it to Citizens First. To their credit, they did respond promptly, but their reply telling me that they had forwarded the matter to the region because it was a regional road was terse and less than friendly. In other words, don’t bother us, it’s not our problem. Note to city staff: This is St. Catharines. This isn’t Winnipeg.

3a. I’m still trying to figure out why no one else had reported it before now. For that matter, why had it even been left that way?

3b. As a friend once said to me years ago, “It’s hard being a good citizen, isn’t it?”

4. It is amazing what you can learn about your neighbors on garbage day. For example, you can find out if they prefer Coke or Pepsi, whether they prefer Pizza Hut to Domino’s, what their favorite breakfast cereal is or if they’ve just welcomed a new member of the family. Or maybe the Pampers box simply indicated the presence of a whiny liberal in the household.

5. Passing by this dumpster today reminded me of my grade 10 English teacher who would regularly pronounce this as “modrin:”

6. Please tell me this isn’t for gay lions:

7. I didn’t know there was a market for the waste products of Liberal supporters:

8. If you’ve got dirty coins …

9. I swear there must be a regional bylaw which states that all persons more than 50 pounds overweight must be in possession of a lit cigarette at all times.

09 Sep

More Observations Around Town

Some observations around town this morning:

1. How exactly does donating this bench fit within CAW/Unifor’s mandate to represent its members?

1a. Seeing that plaque reminded me of when a former colleague told me about a call he got from MGEU (Manitoba Government Employers Union) asking what he thought of their most recent ad campaign. His response was, “Why are you advertising?” I couldn’t have said it any better.

1b. No, the full description of what MGEU stood for wasn’t a typo. At least in my opinion.

2. Long overdue, but the fencing has finally been removed around the walkway at Port Dalhousie. Now about those piers …

3. Forget the daily coffee, just think how many breakfasts $10.5 million would buy. Like the $10.5 million our adolescent prime minister gave to a terrorist. Not that I’m bitter or anything.

4. Spotted behind the performing arts center was this Métis encampment as part of the Celebration of Nations taking place this weekend. As they say in Texas, El Paso.

5. Aside from the fresh coat of asphalt, I can’t say that the newly opened section of St. Paul Street looks a whole lot different than the pre-construction version. But maybe it’s just me.

6. I’ll fix his little red wagon …

7. Spotted in the farmer’s market were these “specials” I would have had to have been paid good money to take off their hands:

  • Pork in green spicy sauce for $9
  • Two pounds of shepherd’s pie or meat lasagna for $16
  • A sheepskin seat belt cover for $35

8. Even a sign for something as trivial as fixing up a staircase has to have our mayor’s re-election campaign slogan on it:

8a. Why does no one on council have the stones to stand in his way?

8b. Things have gotten so bad that I couldn’t even open up the brochure from Brock delivered with the sub-Standard this week without getting more of Mayor Sendzik’s compassionate city ramblings rammed down my throat. The growth, opportunities and jobs mantra he campaigned on sure disappeared from his agenda pretty quickly.

9. But who would buy the street?

10. I have to say, I really admire the ability of the cyclist I spotted on Vine Street to juggle a tray with four Tim Hortons coffees while racing down the sidewalk at breakneck speed. It does take quite a skill, one that even I, as someone with tens of thousands of miles on two wheels under his belt, haven’t been able to master. Not that I’ve tried such things all that often. Or care to.