Late. Turning in shortly.
Newbie is having a grand old time tonight. I found a container of his catnip under the couch. He had been digging around for it for a while, and I decided to help him out. He jumped on it and has been running around like a crazy person ever since.
I wish I had something like that to keep me going. By late in the afternoon, my head often starts to nod. Other times, I take a quick nap after dinner. Still other times, it takes all my strength to get out of bed in the morning. Where is my damn catnip?
I mentioned Tim Bousquet here last night. In return, Tim was kind enough to link to last night's post on today's Halifax Examiner, even though I didn't really put my 2 cents in about Evan Solomon. I will now, briefly.
As Tim mentioned, he is used to making not a pile of money. He sees young journalists being paid a miserable wage, or even the equivalent of piece work, for whatever work they produce. In my own case, I take pride in my Frank column. I work hard to make it as correct as possible. If the job is worth doing, it is worth doing right.
Which is why I find it all the more disturbing how someone like Evan Solomon can take his job as the host of two political programs on the CBC, being paid very handsomely for this work, and manipulate it to make yet more money. Nothing illegal here, but crossing every ethical boundary one can imagine. I am shocked that Solomon thought there was nothing wrong with what he was doing. What was he thinking? What made him think this would be okay?
I love the CBC. But I do not love how a few of the people who work for it, take advantage of their positions for financial benefit. And I hate even more how their managers protect them. And how they pass it off as not being a big deal.
I hope Evan comes out of the wood work and tells his side of the story.
You guys have a good evening. See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
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