#BREAKING: I've written to Prime Minister Mark Carney, urging him to intervene to stop Doug Ford's Toronto Islands land grab. While emergency rooms close, grocery prices go up, and workers lose their jobs, Doug Ford’s obsession with Toronto is costing the province. The federal government can end this today.

BREAKING: Music legend Bruce Springsteen drops a bomb on MAGA world by announcing a surprise nationwide tour to defend America against "our wannabe king" and his "rogue government." Best of all? The first stop is in Minneapolis. "Fans, friends, and good folk from coast to coast. We are living through dark, disturbing, and dangerous times, but do not despair. The cavalry is coming," The Boss said in an announcement video. "Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band will be taking the stage this spring from Minneapolis to California to Texas to Washington, D.C. for the Land of Hope and Dreams American Tour," he continued. "We will be rocking your town in celebration and in defense of America, American democracy, American freedom, our American Constitution, and our sacred American dream, all of which are under attack by our wannabe king and his rogue government in Washington, D.C." "Everyone, regardless of where you stand or what you believe in, is welcome," Springsteen added. "So come on out and join the united free republic of E Street Nation for an American spring of rock and rebellion. I'll see you there." By starting the tour in Minneapolis, Springsteen is intentionally drawing attention to the brutal violence and killings that Trump has inflicted on the city with his masked federal agents. The singer composed the hit song "Streets of Minneapolis" in response to the ICE crackdowns. It went on to chart #1 in 21 countries. The tour starts March 31st and will entail 20-date arena showings. The timing is an absolute disaster for Trump, because it means the bard of blue collar America will be hammering his administration at one sold-out show after another. Given his rock bottom approval rating and worsening Epstein scandal, Trump can scarcely afford more bad press ahead of the midterm elections. Springsteen has proven to be one of Trump's most formidable and outspoken foes. He recognizes that this president has betrayed the working class that populate so many of his hit songs and he despises the relentless attacks on our democracy. Please ❤️ and share to thank Bruce Springsteen!

Soulless

Four Old Men. Two Wheelchairs. One Beach. Alan Alda’s 90th Birthday January 28, 2026. Alan Alda turned 90. His family planned a safe celebration at home. Cake. Balloons. Grandkids. Alan said no. “I don’t want a party,” he said. His daughter frowned. “Dad… you’re turning ninety. This is a big deal.” “I know,” Alan said. “But I don’t want to celebrate here.” “Then where?” Alan didn’t hesitate. “I want to go to the beach.” The room went still. “The beach?” “Dad, you’re in a wheelchair.” “You can barely stand.” Alan smiled. That smile. The Hawkeye Pierce smile — the one that always meant something stubborn was coming. “So?” By that afternoon, he had already decided who was coming. “The four of us,” he said. “The last four.” Gary Burghoff. Jamie Farr. Mike Farrell. And himself. The final survivors of the 4077th. “No cameras. No interviews. No speeches,” Alan said. “Just us.” The phone calls began. Gary answered first. “Happy birthday, old man! Ninety!” “Thanks. I need you to drive.” “Drive where?” “To the beach.” A pause. “Alan… you’re in a wheelchair.” “So are facts. They don’t stop me either.” Gary laughed. That Radar laugh Alan had known for over fifty years. “Fine. But I’m not pushing you through sand.” “I’ll crawl if I have to.” “You’re insane.” “I’m Hawkeye. Same thing.” Jamie Farr was next. “The beach?” Jamie said. “I’m ninety-one and in a wheelchair.” “Then we’ll have two wheelchairs at the beach.” “Like a parade?” “Like a victory lap.” Jamie laughed until his voice cracked. “You haven’t changed since 1972.” “And you’re still Klinger.” “Fine. I’m in.” Mike Farrell sighed the moment he answered. “Let me guess,” he said. “You want me to push your wheelchair.” “Yes.” “I’m eighty-six. I use a cane.” “BJ Hunnicutt once saved a man with dental floss,” Alan said. “You’ll manage.” Long pause. “…Fine.” January 28. 6:00 a.m. Gary arrived in a rented van. Two wheelchair spaces. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt. At Alan’s house, his daughter hovered. “Dad, are you sure?” “I’ve never been more sure of anything.” “What if something happens?” “Something is always about to happen at ninety,” Alan said. “Might as well happen at the beach.” Jamie was waiting outside his house. Wheelchair. Sunglasses. Hawaiian shirt. “You coordinated outfits?” Gary asked. “It’s tradition,” Jamie said. “The 4077th always matched.” Mike showed up next. Also in a Hawaiian shirt. Four old men. One van. Heading west. On the drive, memories filled the air. Harry driving too fast. Larry bringing his own wine. Radar making everyone cry. Klinger never sleeping. When the MASH* theme song came on, no one spoke. After it ended, Alan said quietly, “That song used to annoy me.” “Now?” “Now it just reminds me how lucky we were.” At Malibu, reality hit. Wheelchairs don’t work on sand. Jamie grumbled. Mike rubbed his back. Alan stared at the ocean. Gary disappeared. Fifteen minutes later, he returned with two lifeguards and two beach wheelchairs. One lifeguard whispered, “My grandmother watched MASH* every night.” It took time. Transfers were slow. Hands trembled. Bones protested. But they made it. To the water. Alan closed his eyes. The sound of waves. Salt in the air. Sun on his face. “I forgot what this felt like,” he said. They talked about the ones who weren’t there. McLean. Wayne. Larry. Harry. Bill. David. Loretta. Jamie finally broke the silence. “Let’s race.” Two wheelchairs. Two pushers. One rock. They raced. They tied. People on the beach stared. A teenager asked, “What are those old guys doing?” His mother said, “Living.” As the sun set, Alan spoke. “This might be the last time.” No one argued. “That’s why it matters,” he said. “Because we know.” He made a wish. “One more year.” “One more adventure.” “Korea. Together.” They promised.

Its late summer in Canada and all the local stands have fresh produce available. You aren’t paying for it to be shipped from the USA. Or the the picking and packing and transportation. Corn, potatoes, peaches, grapes, apples soon, peppers, tomatoes, cucumbers, etc. Shop Canadian.

Dear fellow Canadians: Chloe Carney, the Prime Minister's daughter, would like a word with you this weekend before you vote. She wants you to know why she thinks he's a good choice to lead Canada, and why you can trust him with your vote: dailyhive.com/canada/liberal…

Trump vs. Trump. This is the funniest thing I’ve seen in a long time. 🤣

The Prime Minister of the Heard / McDonald Islands Speaks on Trump’s Tariffs

When you love something you show up for! I am so proud to be Canadian. Canada is the greatest country in the world 🌎. 🇨🇦🇨🇦

Elbows up, Canada.

This is what the President of the United States is posting at 1am...

Throughout Canadian history, the maple leaf has been an emblem of our nation’s identity and unity. On National Flag of Canada Day, we stand together and celebrate as a proud, sovereign, and independent country. Read Prime Minister Trudeau’s statement: ow.ly/AqYZ50V0Jvg