The children

When my sister was four, she'd go into my room while I was away at school and play with my toys and sometimes break things. I'd get home, discover my favorite model airplane or favorite G.I. Joe (everything was my favorite) was broken and I'd go confront my sister and she'd deny everything and run into her room and slam the door. But that's okay. She was four.

How old are the board members of the Toronto Humane Society?

From Ian McConachie, a THS spokesperson to the Globe and Mail:

“Please do not contact Toronto Humane Society Board members directly unless they have specifically given you permission to contact them for comment. Your email inquiry to many of them has not been well received and they feel you have used their personal information without their permission.”

This was the response given to the Globe and Mail when the newspaper tried to contact THS board members over their recent decision to continue their support of Tim Trow's rule over the troubled shelter.

See no evil. Hear no evil. Speak no evil. Way to go board members.

And what's all this about Tim Trow avoiding the process server each of the six time the guy tried to give the prez an affidavit requesting the society's membership list? Did Trow just happen to be not around each time or was he bravely standing behind the brooms in the closet in the room behind the room in the back of the secret sub-basement with the lights turned off?

Waaaaaaugh, it's the process server! Run awaaaaay! He's coming, he's coming. Hide, hide, hide! Waaaaaaugh!

I can see a black ops government organization wanting to remain silent about their dastardly affairs but the Toronto Humane Society is a frickin' public charity for God's sake. Little children are encouraged to donate to it. It's about saving puppies and kittens. It's not supposed to act like a secret society or a freakin cult.

I mean holy shit, the Moonies could learn a thing or two from these guys.