Trish sips cheap whisky while gazing out across her lake. She listens for cowbirds and loons while her cats lounge, soaking up the afternoon sun. It’s “May 2-4” weekend. She’s feeling loose, but some neighbours’ nerves are taut. The burning question: Will the two-legged loons alight? The locals worry that city folk will bring the bug with them.
Welcome to dystopia, Muskoka-style. What fun times to be sharing the …land with the wealthy 1%, eh?
Trish is a year-round dweller there. These days, she’s unemployed, getting by on $2,000 a month while caring for her parents. She’s happy to be there for them. (Mary and Kirk — wonderful folks, big Stratford Theatre Festival fans — are in their 90s.)
Oh, and this: today, May 17th, is World Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia and Biphobia. Which reminds me, why do the gays own cottages? Anyways, thanks for coming out, Premier Ford!
So, here it is, Part One of our Victoria Day Weekend conversation — on video! Trish and I talk about our lives of leisure and lassitude during these dangerous times. And From a Distance: My Vic Day Weekend Dinner with Trish Thornton
(“Canoe Song” by Connie Kaldor; “Hockey Song” by Jughead.)