Leah McLaren has a column in the Globe and Mail. Time was, when the Thompsons ruled the roost, the Globe knew how to get a dime's worth of value out of a nickel. Bell Globemedia pays McLaren, so we can now say they know how to take a nickel's worth of nothing and pay in the high 5 figures for it. And if she gets in the six figures, sell all Bell and Globe stock immediately.
Latest example was her column Gifts for people you hate.
I don't buy gifts for people I hate. It's bad enough they have some role on the periphery of my life. I'm not going to add hypocrisy to my lengthy list of sins plus give them the satisfaction of aggravating me even further.
I'm sure McLaren was trying to be funny. She hit pathetic instead. I've never been impressed with her or her writing or her views but what's up with the Globe editors? This your idea of sophisticated? You think people want and need more cynicism in their lives? People don't have enough hurtful experiences, so let's add more misery to the world?
How morally stunted and intellectually deprived do you have to be to write the following: " The challenge in shopping for people you loathe is finding something that says, 'I hate you,' in precisely the way that you mean it -- a delicate but not insurmountable task. But it's also one that, if properly performed, can provide a feeling catharsis, communication and, in the sweetest cases, revenge."
Warren Kinsella had a contest the other day to name best and worst about the media. How about McLaren for worst column, and the Globe and Mail for worst editorial judgment and editing?
Me and the rest of the world would be a lot less grumpy if we could ship McLaren and her ilk to a desert island with no phones, no internet access and no way to send smoke signals. They should find an island in the Bermuda Triangle and begin deporation immediately. This city would be a better place.
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