Irony abounds around here these days, along with a certain amount of upheaval and turmoil, hence my lack of posting.
But ironic that the last post I wrote was to gently mock our Prime Minister and his Olympic Flame appearance alongside Akshay Kumar. And this one? To perhaps gently mock the Premier of this fine province I live in, Ontario, Mr. Dalton McGuinty.
I totally missed the fact that Premier McGuinty was in India trying to drum up something or other or connect something (I no longer have satellite, else I might have seen endless coverage on the CBC).
Until yesterday, that is, when the news came down the pipes: Toronto has been selected to host the IIFAs in 2011.
More on Premier Dalton in a moment. First --what prompted the title of this post?
Well, those who know me know that I'm probably not in the target market for a little tabloid newsrag from the Big Smoke called the Toronto Sun. In fact, I've probably uttered the words, "I'll buy that thing when H-E-double hockey sticks freezes over."
It was, without a doubt, cold today. So cold my car wouldn't start without some Tender Loving Care.
And when the Tech Guy came to pick me up, it was with news of this:
Yes, The Toronto Sun played the "Bollywood North" card (a play on Toronto's reputation as "Hollywood North", gained, I think, when our dollar was lower and American film crews flocked to the city to shoot.)
More irony: the article in the Sun was the least dorky story I'd read on this whole thing. And for good measure, included this photo:
Premier McGuinty, holding an IIFA statue, and flanked by Celina Jaitley and Vivek Oberoi. Did I miss this on twitter? Our boy Oberoi seems to tweet everything and everything, I can't believe I missed what he had to say about this. Or, perhaps, it wasn't tweet-worthy, entirely possible with Premier Dalton.
Though I'm sorely tempted to write to the Premier to offer up my services as his personal guide to B-town, because some of you might have noticed that in the early reports of this, the Premier made some comment to the effect that the success of "Slumdog Millionaire" proved that audiences just love Bollywood.
No, Dalton, no -- and a pox on your staff who didn't know better than to hand you that speech. But you can make up for it -- I'd love to be your personal guide to Bollywood. Hey, take me out to the movies, and I'll explain it all to you. I'll create a personal viewing guide Just For You.
In return -- oh, just a small thing.
An invite to the IIFAs. For me, and maybe for a few of my friends (Beth, you *are* coming, right???)
That's not so much to ask, is it?
(If it helps, I voted for you last time. Oh, sure, only to keep the Tories out, but still, that must count for *something*, right?)