Franklin “Flip” Flanagan, last of the boxing lineage the Fightin’ Fencepost Flanagans.
Holiday hangover
As a Queen’s employee I am contractually obliged to point out tricolour when I see it occurring naturally, sorry
Sinister Door
Lawn Lion
My New Pal, Spiff Tenderloin. Fun fact: I know all cats’ true names upon meeting them or shortly after. Whatever this cat’s human thinks it is named… it is Spiff Tenderloin.
Hangin’ shoes. I don’t know why I photograph these.
Rock Climbing Tree
Hidden Sculpture
Sidewalk Snail
They Say Some Of These Little Libraries Are Kind Of Right-Leaning But I Don’t Know If I Buy It
Dead tree / haunted lantern
Flamed Sign
Red Gate
Window Saint
Nice Doors
Dawn at the New Garden
Inspiring Poem / Your A Goof
Tree Hats
Pretty Flowers
Minimalist Missing Cat
Jesus Can’t You Just Let These Children Play Without Belittling Their Intelligence (Parts 1 and 2)
Brick Christ
Rainy Statuary
Little House on the Lawn
Dutch Zombie Children Welcome You
Free Books, Free Ants
A Little Park But Wait It’s Not For You, Poor Person
Contrasting Footpaths
Cool-Ass Little Seed Library
The list of resources for local residents on this site continues to grow with a new page on newsletters you can subscribe to from local community organizations and businesses.
Also added to the Kingston drop-down menu.
I continue to be fascinated — maybe uniquely so? — by puffery. Probably because of the marketing background, but the notion that being untruthful is okay if the lie is extravagant enough that a layperson wouldn’t believe it 1my own words; I’m working on a set of definitions in case law, which will be interesting (to me, anyway). is not only intriguing, but I’d argue in some ways necessary to modern advertising.
At the far end, it makes perfect sense. If you watch an ad for Skittles and a unicorn touches a couch with its horn and the couch turns to Skittles, it would be preposterous for somebody to sue the Skittles people if a furniture-transforming unicorn fails to appear when they open a pack.
But at the other end of the spectrum, there’s a line past which the grey starts shading into black, and judges are making very nuanced decisions based on, I’d argue, very little guidance. Looking at CanLII, the word ‘puffery’ has been used a lot in court decisions in the last few years, with subtypes of puffery including…
Nothing substantial here today, but a bit of a placeholder to remind myself that I’d like to unpack this a bit more.
As reported by Law360, CanLII is filing suit against the Caseway AI chatbot over allegations of a mass scrape of CanLII’s content.
I’m a big CanLII fan. I use it all the time, including on multiple blog posts on this site, and recorded a podcast episode about it some time ago. It’s a phenomenal resource.
There are a few things that will be unpacked here, in the courts or otherwise.
CanLII’s main claim to fame isn’t original content, but being a central resource that consolidates legal decisions in Canada.
That said, the very first point in the Statement of Facts, per CanLII, is
This would be tricky to defend on copyright grounds. The Supreme Court has upheld copyright in “headnotes, case summary, topical index and compilation of reported judicial decisions” in the past.1CCH Canadian Ltd. v. Law Society of Upper Canada, [2004] 1 S.C.R. 339, 2004 SCC 13 Broadly speaking, most of what CanLII does isn’t original work.
But some of it is! From the Statement of Facts, 18(i) CanLII:
summariz[es] court decisions and generating an original analysis containing case facts, procedural history, parties’ submissions, legal issues, disposition, and reasons for judgment, with links to the pertinent paragraph numbers within the body of the corresponding decision;
This clearly aligns with the SCC decision above, and if it’s found that Clearway included and used the original works in their scrapes, that’s not great for them.
What’s really interesting is that CanLII is approaching this as a breach of contract, via the Terms of Use for the website. It feels, to my eyes, like they know the copyright case is inherently a bit shaky, and the clearer path is to reinforce the copyright infringement claim with the breach of contract.
This distinguishes CanLII from other high-profile lawsuits against AI by creators claiming copyright violation. Sarah Silverman, for instance, doesn’t have terms of use. (I’m sure Sarah Silverman could make a great and filthy joke about her “terms of use,” but I digress.)
The TOS tack is novel, to my knowledge.
Caseway’s counter-arguments to CanLII’s claims are, well, kinda stupid. Per the Law360 article:
“Our AI is built to pull and analyze unaltered court documents directly from public sources, ensuring compliance with copyright and intellectual property laws. CanLII’s attempt to restrict us from using their data is essentially moot, as we’re already avoiding it,” [Alistair Vigier, co-founder of Caseway AI] said in a statement.
But… Caseway did. Whether or not the documents are publicly accessible doesn’t alter the fact that they pulled them from CanLII.
And
He added that he had never seen or accepted CanLII’s terms of service and noted that Caseway does not incorporate CanLII’s works in any way that masks, frames, or misrepresents their origin.
Yeah, nobody ever reads those things, huh? That doesn’t mean they don’t exist (digging in the crates again, I did a fun podcast episode several years ago with Peter Kissick about the contracts nobody reads). But they’re there. Ignore them at your peril.
Vigier noted that an injunction restricting Caseway from using CanLII’s data would not impact its operations as it is not using any CanLII data in its system.
Whether or not they’re presently using the data is again immaterial to whether or not they violated the TOS and copyright of CanLII.
I’m looking forward to seeing how this plays out. Hopefully not an out of court settlement; there are some nuances around the value of categorization and analysis that seem to fall under the SCC threshold established in CCH that could be interesting to see threshed out in court.
And the recursive loop of looking all this up in CanLII will be fun.
This took a long time to do! And I suspect will take a bit of effort to maintain over time.
The biggest issue being to create the table with icons, it wound up being necessary to pull the table out as HTML, manually insert the Font-Awesome icon codes, and then update the table manually every time I wanted to add a line with the icons.
Compounded by the fact that I’m an idiot, and thought that doing a find-and-replace at the code level for “Street,” St.,” etc. to “St,” and “Road,” “Rd.”, etc. as “Rd” was a good idea. But I had RegEx turned on, so when I replaced “St.” and Rd.” every string with St* and with Rd* was replaced, including the word “Kingston,” strings like “Bistro,” and so on — including their URLs. But by the time I noticed it was too late to undo. So half my time on the table was spent fixing those mistakes.
Ultimately, I’d prefer to live in a world where chain restaurants are rare, Facebook is extinct, and people curate local information without being reliant on algorithm driven search. I use Google Sheets and Google MyMaps for this, so I’m not angling to make this some sort of weird purity test — but I’m hoping to use those tools to make people less reliant on Google’s primary product, and do a small bit to eradicate Facebook/Meta.
The sporadically-updating horror podcast Tear Them Apart did an episode on one of the great sleeper horror movies of all time, Pontypool, last month.
Horror fans that don’t know much about south-eastern Ontario likely don’t know that Pontypool is a real place — in fact, I went to high school one town over, and spent a fair bit of time in Caesarea and Nestleton with friends, a short hop away.
Caesarea is even name-checked in the movie, and is the title of the third of a three-book trilogy by the author of the novel that Pontypool the movie was adapted from.
Visiting my folks last weekend, I thought I’d swing by the town to take some pictures for Evan Dorkin and Paul M Yellovich, the podcast’s hosts.
The Pontypool sign, with a quick best-efforts “Tear Them Apart” podcast call-out. I took it down after. I was really angering all the goats in the weird-ass half-farm next to the sign so I had to make it quick.
“Downtown” Pontypool, facing north. Note the telephone pole “TAKE BACK CANADA” sign. People think Ontario / Canada is pretty progressive, but it’s more like New York State: once you’re out of the cities, you’ll find a lot of the same regressive racist yahoos you find in any rural place. This was the part of the drive to my folks’ place where farms have STAY OFF MY LAND GUBBERMINT signs, and vaccine conspiracy lawn signs sprouted like weeds during COVID.
Grant Mazzy would probably be more at home here as a shock jock than the station staff would like to believe.
Same position, turning south:
That’s it. That’s Pontypool. The streets stretch out about a kilometre in all directions with mostly two-story houses of a mid-19th-century vintage.
The sign on the left of this photo is for the town’s only gas station (with integrated Tim Horton’s naturally; there’s nothing more faux Canadian than this foreign-owned chain that’s somehow convinced people it’s a Canadian icon, and that its coffee doesn’t taste like battery acid that briefly had a coffee bean dipped in it).
Tim Horton’s has grown in my mind in recent years to really represent the rise of the right in Canada: symbols are more important than reality, and being “Canadian” is more important than being Canadian. It’s not a Canadian chain any more, and the coffee and food are terrible, but it’s “Canadian,” so Doug Ford shills for Smile cookies and — okay, I’m getting off-topic. Tim Hortons sucks.
Behind the grocery store across the street you can see a little red sign; that’s the pharmacy on the first floor of a house. Facing the pharmacy, the only grocery/convenience store, and the only restaurant:
That’s it. That’s Pontypool. The streets stretch out about a kilometre in all directions with mostly two-story houses of a mid-20th-century vintage.
Not pictured is the town arena, which if you live in Ontario and I say “small town arena,” you’re already picturing.
The most unrealistic thing about Pontypool (the movie) is that it has a radio station that employs at least three people full-time. The most realistic thing about Pontypool (the movie) is the syndicated news break at the beginning that mentions a major drug bust in Caesarea. That 100% checks out.
The above probably sounds like I’m dunking on Pontypool; I kind of am, because I’m a bit triggered by the TAKE BACK CANADA garbage and have less than fond memories of COVID-area rural lunacy.
I grew up in a town about this size, and I’m sure it’s as much a mixed bag as that town was.
Anyway, that’s Pontypool-the-town, if anyone is watching the movie (it’s really, really good!) and wants to see what the real-deal place looks like.
Catching my breath after my first week in my new role as Executive Director of the Chess Institute of Canada; onboarding in Toronto while meeting the Board, the staff and many of the instructors.
I’m really excited to be joining CIC at a pivotal moment in their history. “Chess for life” is their mission: imparting valuable and lasting life skills through the medium of the world’s greatest game. There’s so much you can learn from the “gymnasium of the mind” — strategy, forethought, patience and planning, yes; also good sportspersonship, how to deal with adversity, creative problem-solving and perseverance through setbacks.
Student enrichment was dramatically altered over COVID, and while this is an organization built on excellence from a firm footing based on the vision of its founder, Ted Winick, in many ways this is also a new era for CIC in terms of how it instructs, where it reaches, and who it benefits. Chess is for everyone, and I’m incredibly excited to be working with a dedicated, passionate and innovative team in making sure everyone can benefit from what it brings.
I’m still drinking from the fire hose, as they say — lots to learn, lots to do — but honoured and thrilled to be entrusted to lead this organization from greatness to… even more greatness. Super greatness.
I’m sure I’ll have many incredibly apt chess metaphors at the tip of my tongue very soon, but for now, I’m just very happy to be here, and especially to be working with a visionary and committed board, incredibly dedicated and passionate staff, and immensely talented and compassionate instructors.
Background photo by Vlada Karpovich: https://www.pexels.com/photo/chess-pieces-on-the-chess-board-6114952/