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Give to love your hearth and hall.
But  do not give advice at all.
-Phyllis McGinley
 
The American election is steadily drawing closer, and our new editor has suggested this essay might spend a few words about the Canadian Perspective. There are accepted boundaries of privacy in personal and domestic affairs. We all learn not to advise the husband about the wife, or…

The Royal Ontario Museum, known popularly as the ROM or “Rawm,” is a significant point of pride for Torontonians, residents of Ontario, and Canadians outside Ontario. It is one of the largest museums in North America, and certainly the largest in Canada. There are several “national” museums in Ottawa, but Ottawa is off in the woods somewhere; everyone knows where…

There have been, since the floruit of Parmenides, a lot of philosophers, an awful lot of philosophers, actually. The Macmillan Encyclopedia of Philosophy has eight volumes. The range of opinions they offer has been a standard reproach to philosophy by anti-philosophers (there have been a lot of those too.) Philosophers, they point out, cannot agree on the answers. They can’t…

Many of our readers have spent time and effort, a lot of time and effort, in reading foreign language texts, and many will have noticed a certain glass wall.
No matter who the author is, Horace or Tu Fu, there begins to grow a dissatisfaction, a suspicion that the foreigner (that’s us) is missing the color and intensity that the author…

Following links and then further links, in the way the internet makes so easy, so interesting, and sometimes more than a waste of time, your columnist came on an American writer of the first part of the last century, and began to read excerpts such as:
"The literature of Greece and Rome comprise the longest, most complete and most nearly continuous…

It is difficult, sometimes, to be serious, appropriately serious, about trifles.
On the one hand, trifles are . . . well . . . trifles.
On the other hand, a trivial fact here and now may be an oracle, like the wind that sweeps the subway platform even before the glare of lights announces the train.
Now the case seems especially difficult in…

We wrote, a few months ago, about weeding the Greek and Latin collection at the Toronto Reference Library. On the same floor, 5M, of the storage area, back where only staff go, and rather few of them, further along the tan rows of sliding storage units, ponderous moveable galleries that slide apart on metal tracks when a handle is manipulated,…

It is a piece of conventional wisdom that what we see all the time we do not see at all, and that the very assumption that is accepted by everyone is the assumption that is neither questioned, nor remarked upon, or noticed.
The urge to know is so universal among human beings and so continually operative that it is difficult to…

A large reference library such as the central library here in Toronto has open shelves, accessible to the public, but the bulk of its collection (a big bulk too) is in closed stacks, the storage area. Only the librarians go there, and the pages who fetch items for which someone has filled out a stack slip.
The stacks are the deep…

Notwithstanding Valentine’s, there’s not much to be said for February other than that it’s short. February is boring. Boring.
So, let’s talk about boredom.
That boredom is a pain-in-the-behind to its victims, is patent. And there is so much of it! Staff-meetings. Waiting for elevators, waiting in traffic, waiting, waiting, waiting. Paperwork. More paperwork.
And it is a problem to those not themselves…