Our oddly stylish boss talks about his new book and, eventually, about your (well, my) favourite magazine. And about this website.
Ooh, make the bad blog redesign go awaaay! Ooh, change is good if it’s a skinny black U.S. president, but bad if it’s a sans serif font on Inkless!
I’ll be over here tonight, (small-) group liveblogging the Obama-McCain debate with a few colleagues, starting at 9.
Senior Columnist Paul Wells on the leader who can’t be taken seriously on defence and foreign-policy issues: Harper.
This week’s print edition of Maclean’s is so cool it will make you plotz. Look: Three covers! Not one on each issue, and you have to collect all three — that would be very Entertainment Weekly, circa 1995. No, with our patented Nesting Cover Technology™, we have managed to put three cover pages on each issue of Maclean’s. And the faces on those covers? And the stories they tell? Lookie:
If you come straight to Inkless instead of going to Maclean’s Blog Central, we’re grateful for your loyalty but I must say that among other things this week, you’re missing the blogging, vlogging, liveblogging and other contributions from our Luiza Ch. Savage, as Savage Washington spends the week at the Democratic National Convention in Denver. Mile-high fun for wonks of all ages!
A quick reminder that two of our finest writers, Jonathan Gatehouse and Ken MacQueen, are blogging from Beijing during the current prominent sporting festival. It’s the gold, silver and bronze of inspired on-the-scenes coverage! It’s Olympariffic! Go look.
Don’t worry. It’s not us.
I’m writing for the print edition today and probably won’t be able to blog. What an excellent occasion to check out the other fine Maclean’s blogs. Back soon.
This corner has purchased a copy of the new anthology of Christina McCall’s writing for Maclean’s and Saturday Night, My Life as a Dame: The Personal and the Political in the Writings of Christina McCall. Christina, whom I never met, is one of the household gods at our magazine, and I know many of us will be poring over this book to remind us how well our craft can be done when it is done by the best. When I started making noise about writing a book, Ken Whyte urged me to read Grits: An Intimate Portrait of the Liberal Party. Too little sunk in, but we keep trying.
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On the same day I post this rant about Le Devoir’s interpretation of Quebec history, our paper-and-staples magazine hits the streets with this column in which I compare Stephen Harper to Mackenzie King. Read ’em and feel old!