If you’ve made it this far without being fired, cancelled, or publicly flogged for saying something true, congratulations — you’re ahead of me. I write because I can’t not; because silence feels like complicity, and complicity feels like rot. If this piece leaves you nodding, snarling, or muttering, “Well, he’s not wrong,” then you’re precisely the read…
Ontario’s Colleges: The Hypocrisy Factories
When moral cowardice becomes a management style, the students become the collateral.
