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   Premise: Hosting the 2026 FIFA World Cup matches is being sold as a civic and economic boon.Core Claim: Even the “best-case scenario” entails guaranteed net economic loss because of unavoidable displacement, congestion, and commerce disruption. Evidence: Original city cost projections: $50M CAD Current cost estimate: $380–$390M CAD \Gross projected economic activity: $392M CAD Conservative estimate of unavoidable loss from minimal distribution effects: $50M CAD Historical context: Montreal 1976, Brazil 2014, Russia 2018 — all saw cost overruns far beyond initial budgets. High-end scenario math: $1B CAD final cost → $608M CAD net loss $2B CAD final cost → $1.6B+ CAD net loss Social/civic impact: Congested streets, overstrained transit, disruption to daily life — tangible losses beyond economics. Conclusion: Toronto faces a “football-shaped curse” — fleeting prestige cannot offset real costs.
  Sunday, 15 March 2026 — Notes on Small Moments / Natural Smiles Older woman complimenting Hawaiian shirt – Harley notices, slight jealousy. Cue: subtle tension + playful attention = natural sparkle in eyes. Memory triggers: warmth + humor. Could repeat: small compliments or unexpected gestures work. Flirtatious hitchhiker – brief, mischievous, not forced. Reaction: alert, playful energy. Photographer cue: fleeting, gentle flirtation → soft smile + relaxed posture. Girls sending drink / brownie – small act of generosity, unexpected. Reaction: gratitude, soft amusement. Photographer cue: surprise + small kindness → slight laugh, eyes light up. Pattern observed : all involve unexpected, gentle human connection . Real smiles emerge when subject is engaged in moment, not performing. Even subtle gestures produce more authentic expressions than overt “funny prompts.” Future applications : Seek out brief, kind, playful interactions. Observe micro-expressions: twin...
 Friday the 13th BAD LUCK DAY Friday the 13th  Scholz and Zeno and Wallace Friday the 13th, that date whose superstitious reputation is both absurd and compulsively compelling (or so I tell myself as I watch a snowstorm, small and unheroic but sufficient to make every pedestrian regret having emerged), began, as is typical, with the residue of a fractured sleep—the kind where the mind doesn’t quite leave the dream, doesn’t quite register the morning, and yet somehow is simultaneously alert to every minor failing of the world outside. The air was colder than yesterday, which was mild, reminding me that temperature can itself be a petty adversary, and the snow—enough to inconvenience but not enough to glorify—settled over the city like a layer of passive-aggressive criticism. I left the house around ten, intending to attend a medical appointment, which, like minor wars or particularly tedious court cases, is best approached with low expectations, and I was not disappointed: the ...

Uncle Jack and Samantha — The Ad-Libbed VIP Gambit

   Uncle Jack and Samantha — The Ad-Libbed VIP Gambit Uncle Jack and Samantha stepped off the ferry, clothes streaked with salt and dirt, hair tangled from days in the islands. They were  exhausted, grimy, and completely unprepared  for the world they were about to enter. Yet somehow, fate had placed them in front of  one of the most exclusive casinos on the mainland , a glittering palace where velvet ropes, gold accents, and sharply dressed high-rollers set the rules. They looked like  anything but high-rollers . The staff expected men in tailored suits, women in sparkling gowns. Instead, Jack wore a torn T-shirt; Samantha’s sandals were caked in mud. A single backpack slung over her shoulder, they were a  mess of adventurers, not casino royalty . And somehow… it worked. Every step was ad-lib. Nothing was planned. Every word, every gesture, every glance had to be invented  in the moment , guided only by intuition. The doorman barely glanced at th...

High Heels Repost from Net tedweekends@huffingtonpost.com to learn about

his post and watch the TEDTalk below. High heels are fashionable, but uncomfortable, and can even lead to chronic foot damage. It doesn't make sense to favor footwear which harm and hurt feet, plus render it difficult to run from ancient and modern predators. But if wearing high heels makes women more attractive, allowing them to be more choosy over a larger number of higher quality males competing for their attention, this could explain the evolutionary advantages of this fashion statement. What's chic, what's in and what's out, should be predicted by evolutionary theory. Otherwise it will be judged by history as just a passing phase. Eventually as outmoded as shoulder pads from the 1980s. Psychologists Paul Morris, Jenny White, Edward Morrison and Kayleigh Fisher from the University of Portsmouth, in the UK, have recently proposed a novel evolutionary theory about why women favor high heels. As women normally walk differently from men, high ...
   How I Discovered the “Machine Gun Shot” and Why Reputation Isn’t What You Think by Doc Scholz I had this client who didn’t like long shots. Or rather, he didn’t like the idea of taking a long shot. He said, “I don’t want to try—it might destroy my reputation.” And I get it. Nobody wants to look foolish. Nobody wants to fail publicly. But here’s the thing I learned the hard way: in the creative world, failure doesn’t destroy your reputation. Avoiding risk does. I realized this by accident. I wasn’t trying to teach anyone anything—I was just doing my job. But over time, I noticed a pattern: the clients who got scared and didn’t take chances? They stayed invisible. Nothing happened. No relationships formed. No doors opened. And in creative work, being invisible is the real killer. Then it hit me. I started thinking about the process differently. I called it the machine gun shot . The Machine Gun Shot: My Accidental Discovery I discovered the machine gun shot co...
  The Case for Criminalizing Jokes Free speech is dead. Yet people cling to the illusion that they can say whatever they want, hiding behind “intent” or “humor” as shields. The UK is already punishing people for hate speech—even when they thought they were joking. This proves the old rules no longer matter. Why not cut to the point? Make jokes illegal. Ban every non-literal, every pragmatic utterance. The so-called “minor injustice” of punishing humor is nothing compared to the greater injustice of allowing people to believe they have rights that no longer exist. Jail time will drop, clarity will rise, and the myth of free speech will finally be buried.