Profile of Russell Wangersky

Russell Wangersky is TC Media’s Atlantic Regional columnist. He can be reached at russell.wangersky@tc.tc. His column appears on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays in Transcontinental’s daily papers.

All articles of Russell Wangersky

  • Humans vs. the machine

    Here’s a short snippet from the SeafoodNews.com summary from Aug. 21. (SeafoodNews.com comes from Massachusetts, where its editor and publisher ...

  • He fought the law and the law won

    In 2010, the province changed the act to let police officers pull cars over for no reason and ask drivers if they had been drinking — it was a ...

  • When only memories remain

    But I am at the age where the occasional person I know winks out, and at the age where many people I know are seeing their parents age and die; ...

  • Crossing paths

    But first, to back up a bit. After last week’s rains, the barrens bogs are alive again; alive with seeping, running water, alive with new ...

  • War is not glorious

    And already, the tone is shifting in just the sort of way that created that war in the first place.Instead of remembering the abject misery and ...

  • Warning: your phone calls may be monitored

    A little window into the world of something known as a “tower dump” opened in an Ontario court last month. Judge John Sproat of the Ontario ...

  • Between a brook and a hard place

    Sometimes, when the water’s really high, a larger falls forms right over the centre of the pool and you can climb in behind it, a curtain of ...

  • Airports: modern-day temples, paid for by you

    What do we have?Well, perhaps in Canada, we have our airports.I wonder if the World Parkway in St. John’s is what the Canadian government had in ...

  • Dry as a tinderbox

    But, at least on the east coast of the province, if you go down to the woods today, you’re in for a dry surprise. Maybe not so much on the Burin ...

  • Storm watch

    Still, I found the footprints in the morning, delicate little white-tailed deer in the sand, one adult and two fawns, fingering their way across ...