Don't fry an egg in the nude, and other pearls of wisdom from the edge.

It's all well and good to believe in a way of living, to invest in that belief, and to make life decisions based upon it.  That's values and should be the core of all of us:  to listen to the true voice of our souls and act upon that voice honestly and without shame.  But, if you're smartling from flying flecks of spattering oil, maybe, at least, you should put on an apron.

Toronto is currently under the regime of Rob Ford, a mayor who insists that he is trying to live by his ideals.  Those ideals include the right for the city's citizens to drive as many cars as they like while not being bothered by unsightly streetcars and other signs of mass transit.   In order to support that belief, this mayor cancelled a surface transit project proposed by the local transit authority and pushed through council a plan to build a subway that would cost twice as much (at least) but, also, served much fewer citizens.  He thought he was mandated to do this thing when elected by the citizens of this fair city.

Course, there's no money for this project -- the city has a 775 million dollar hole to fill already.  Now, Ford had some crazy idea that the subway would be privately funded or some such but, now, he is off, cap in hand, to Dalton Maguinty, the premeire of Ontario, our fair province -- a man who is ideologically opposite to Ford, a man who Ford should be fighting -- to ask for a lot of money to make this subway project fly.

That's gotta smart.

Actually, I don't think Mr. Ford was elected on his promise to decimate the transit system.  I think people wanted him to come in and set the city fiscally straight without reducing services or laying off workers or increasing taxes.  This was Ford's platform and I think that's what most people who voted for him wanted.  Funny, that we are going to suffer serious service reductions and lay offs, and probable tax hikes besides.  Funny that the transit system promise is one of the few that Ford could fulfill.  And it's going to cost us.  Really cost us.

Maybe Mr. Ford needs some new clothes.  Maybe an apron would help.