Monthly Archives: August 2009

The CBC API

APIs are hot. They have been for years. An API is basically a way for an organization to expose some of its data to a clever (or not so clever) programmer to use as she wishes. The programmer reuses this data, puts it somewhere else, mixes it with something else, creates artwork out of it, […]

CBC.ca/arts reflects decline of modern Canadian civilization

In case you didn’t know, TTGPop! refers to CBCArts execrable pop culture blog, “Things That Go Pop” and in keeping with the fine CBC.ca/arts tradition, the article is dull as paint.

Who bailed? Who got pushed?

he Canadian Media Guild publishes testimonials of fired, laid-off, or bought-out CBCers

Fake Ouimet

Keep that razor away from my “balls.” — Fake Ouimet in The Tea Makers supports the candidacy of Justin Beach

What has Donlon done for the CBC?

What, if anything, has Denise Donlon done for CBC Radio?

The Sensational Truth

The Star’s Jennifer Wells writes a piece that comes closer to reality than anything seen before about Garth Drabinsky. You’d expect a veteran theatre impresario to be able to spot what is, as everyone already knows, the best lawyer money can buy. And the readers’ verdicts are unanimous.

‘The Hour’ tries to be born again

Would you like to work for The Hour?

The Tea Makers supports the candidacy of Justin Beach

There used to be a show on TV called Fantasy Island that showed us how all our dreams and desires eventually will backfire on us. Even the mundane ones. What you think you want is the thing that will make you miserable.

Howard Bernstein

From Howard Bernstein

The end of reminiscing about ‘The Great Eastern’

Waaah! Mack Furlong turned down our Facebook “friend” request

Baseless speculation from – who else? – Friends

Friends of Canadian Broadcasting will not quite back up its claim that the CBC is planning to run an American (“non-Canadian”) show at 10:00

Blogger buries newsworthy story

Denis McGrath didn’t bother to report an H1N1 outbreak until CBC did

If I Were George Stroumboulopoulos, I’d Be Banging Kirstine Layfield

A satirical tale

Jeffrey Dvorkin

Dave was one of those indefatigable, no BS radio types. He was always there when it was hard slogging and pushing to go on the air, when the lines that had been booked for weeks mysteriously failed to materialize and when phone lines from Islamabad lived up to the last syllable of that place. Somehow, […]