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Frank may be watching.
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� V. sorry to hear about the Remembrance
Day blaze that has led to the temporary closure
of Frank’s flagship retailer in Lockeport. Word
has it the Lockeport Pharmacy conflagration
was sparked by a pop cooler located near the
front of the store.
Owners Bevin Joudrie and his pharmacist
wiferoo Tatum have temporarily set up shop in
the Masonic building near the Town Hall.
(Tweeted Nov. 19)
� Dal Nursing grad, Karla (Malloy)
Swansburg, the Surf Lodge Nursing Home
admin who previously toiled as the Director of
Nursing at Spryfield’s Glades Lodge, is expecting
her first child, a boy, later this month.
She and hubby Robert Swansburg tied the
knot earlier this year. (Tweeted Nov. 19)
� Former Barrister’s Society prez Ron
MacDonald, the ex-Antigonish prosecutor
who four years ago was physically taken down
by shackled perp Victor Rhyno during a Sheet
Harbour court proceeding (Frank 479), has been
elected president of the Federation of Law
Societies for Canada. The FSLC is the national
co-ordinating body of the country’s 14
mandated law societies. (Tweeted Nov. 19)
� Greasy Gary
Tredwell is back
doing his thing on
Q104. Gary’s photo,
lifted from BevBoy’s
Blog, ran in Frank
597. (Tweeted Nov.
19)
� MLA per diem cuts
taking their toll: Manning
“Porker”
MacDonald places
his order at KFC in
Scotia Square.
(Tweeted Nov. 17)
� Today is
allNovaScotia.com
ace reporter Andrew
Macdonald’s
43rd b-day!!
(Tweeted Nov. 17)
Greasy Gary
Manning MacDonald
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� Absurd sight of the week: two men, dangling
10 floors up on the 1801 Hollis skyscraper,
washing windows in the rain. (Tweeted Nov.
17)
� As I write this,
Cyril Lunney is
receiving a prostate
exam live on
BT. This is me raising
awareness for
throwing up in my
mouth a little.
(Tweeted Nov. 17)
� Star criminal
defense lawyer
Lance Scaravelli
grabs a grilled
chicken wrap at Cyril Lunney
Anna’s Cafe &
Deli, Hollis St. (Tweeted Nov. 15)
� Frankland help wanted ad running in today’s
Herald. We need reporters!!! (Tweeted
Nov. 13)
� Live 105.1 is giving away “Movember
Swag.” If anything can defeat prostate cancer,
it’s a goddamn tote with a moustache on it.
(Tweeted Nov. 12)
� Construction heating up: workers install
ductwork at Theatrelofts on Gottingen.
(Tweeted Nov. 10)
� The bird-woman of Spring Garden Road.
(Tweeted Nov. 10)
� I’ve been to Provincial Court in Dartmouth
when the entire security contingent consists of
one sheriff sitting at a card table, now they’re
asking you to take your belt off before you go
through the metal detector at Spring Garden
Road Provincial Court. (Tweeted Nov. 9)
� HRM finance guru Bruce Fisher walking
up Blowers Street with Anne Derrick following
close on his heels. Mike the
Panhandler brings up the rear. (Tweeted Nov.
9)
� Bruce Fisher update: just walked past the
SGR library in the opposite direction. I’ll bring
you more on this as the story progresses.
(Tweeted Nov. 9)
� Just heard that
Spryfield Shopping
Centre’s
owner hired
Robert “Pretty
Boy” Chisholm to
lobby Dexter to
lease gov’t space in
the mall. (Tweeted
Nov. 9)
� The bunker is in
transition. You
can’t make an
omelet without
choking on a few
Robert Chisholm
thousand dust bunnies. (Tweeted Nov. 8)
Bird flu, anyone?

ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK
HALIFAX, NOVA SCOTIA
ISSUE 599
DECEMBER 7, 2010
The historic agreement between the governments
of Nova Nova Scotia Scotia and Newfoundland
Newfoundland
and and Labrador Labrador will benefit all Atlantic
Atlantic
Canadians
Canadians.
Canadians
In addition to transmiting electricity from the
Lower Lower Lower Churchill Churchill to Nova Nova Scotia Scotia, Scotia I have
agreed to transmit old CODCO CODCO episodes to
every living room in Cape Cape Breton Breton. Breton
Provincial officials in Halifax Halifax Halifax have agreed
to ship Cathy Cathy Jones Jones
Jones back to Jelly Jelly Bean
Bean
Row Row in downtown St.John’s St.John’s, St.John’s in return for a
nice bottle of screech.
This is a complex, billion-dollar deal. No
detail, however small, has been overlooked.
The contract will be ratified once Emera
Emera
president Chris Chris Huskilson Huskilson dances a Newfie
Newfie
jig up Signal Signal Hill.
Hill.
I categorically deny media rumours that our
Lieutenant-Governors are included in the
transaction. I wasn’t born yesterday, you know.
Who in their right mind would trade John
John
Crosbie Crosbie for Mayann Mayann Francis Francis? Francis
We are, however, exchanging a plate of cod
tongues for a donair from Pizza Pizza Corner Corner. Corner I
had to give up something to keep Crosbie. But
I’m not eating the donair. I’ll make Crosbie eat
the donair. I’ll tell him it’s stuffed full of seal
meat.
As a show of good faith and inter-provincial
harmony, Nova Scotia’s socialist Premier
Premier
Darrell Darrell Darrell Dexterovich Dexterovich and I will ride the
Marine Marine Marine Atlantic Atlantic ferry from North North Sydney
Sydney
to Port-Aux-Basques
Port-Aux-Basques, Port-Aux-Basques where we will smile
and shake hands with the public, wave the
Canadian Canadian flag, and swap photographs of
icebergs and whales.
I hear Darrell has a mighty impressive digital
camera or two!
You know, I never thought I could negotiate
with an N-Dipper N-Dipper, N-Dipper but at the end of the day, it
sure as hell beats talking to Jean Jean Charest Charest. Charest
Down with Quebec Quebec! Quebec Give us back our
Upper Upper Churchill Churchill Falls Falls Falls hydroelectric
project, you poutine-eating frogs!
— — — Danny Danny Millions,
Millions,
Premier Premier of of Newfoundland
Newfoundland
& & Labrador
Labrador
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Purdy Crawford
BY I. RATE
I WAS COMPLETELY GOBSMACKED BY THE
NEWS OF JOHN BRAGG’S NOV. 10 INDUCTION
INTO THE V. IMPORTANT-SOUNDING CANADA’S
TELECOMMUNICATIONS HALL OF FAME IN OT-
TAWA.
Naturally, my first impulse was to rush to the
phone and congratulate John, but alas, because
I am an Eastlink customer, my phone line was
dead.
Leastlink magnate John and son Lee Bragg
like to go mano-a-mano with the big boys -
Eastlink is now the country’s largest private TV
cable company - but if its phone service to parts
of downtown Halifax is any indication, the company
may be better off keeping to the kid’s wading
pool.
Put it this way: if Alexander Graham Bell
went with Eastlink, he’d wish he’d never invented
the telephone.
For at least five months now, Eastlink’s service
to some biz customers along the Hollis-
Granville-Duke-George corridor — including
the Frankland Bunker — has been abysmal.
At times the loss of dial tone has led us to
consider advertising its disappearance on a milk
carton. Have you seen Eastlink’s dial tone? It’s
been missing all week!
While calls are dropped infrequently, it has
been known to happen; but more frustratingly,
many calls are marred by constant noise interference.
At times it’s like you’re speaking underwater.
It happens so often, I’m nominating
John Bragg for a berth in the Canadian Aquatic
Hall Of Fame.
Over-worked Eastlink reps have told us the
recurring problems are likely due to deterioration
in the company’s underground infrastruc-
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LET’S DO LUNCH...
BY COLE D. CUTTS
TWO MEN WHO HAVE ESCAPED SCRUTINY IN MAPLE LEAF FOOD’S DECI-
SION TO CLOSE ITS LARSEN PLANT IN BERWICK AND THROW 280 PEOPLE
OUT OF WORK, ARE BIZ TITANS JOHN BRAGG AND PURDY CRAWFORD.
Last year, Oxford Frozen Foods and Eastlink czar Bragg and Crawford,
the darling of Bay Street, split $160,000 between them in director’s fees
for parking their fat-cat behinds around the Maple Leaf boardroom table. To
earn their princely sums — an amount I’m sure any of the laid-off Larsen
workers would be thrilled to receive — both men attended 10 of the 11
yearly board meetings.
Bragg, who ranks among the top 100 richest men in Canada, held $2.2
million worth of company shares as of last February, while Five Islands
native Crawford owned $2.7 million in shares.
Having rebounded from its 2008 listeriosis outbreak, Maple Leaf’s stock
price has risen in the past year from a low of $8.47 to a high of $13. Good
news for major shareholders like Bragg and Crawford, bad news for the
victims of Maple Leaf’s restructuring.
Last year ceo Michael McCain’s total compensation rose nearly $3
million, to a whopping $7.3 million.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW...?
ture, and can guarantee no estimated repair
time.
If John and Lee Bragg can’t provide reliable
phone service to businesses in the commercial
heart of Atlantic Canada, they should fold up
and go back to picking blueberries in Oxford!
In the past five years, Eastlink’s Halifax market
share has risen from 34% to 50%, but many
see the jump more as a result of public dissatisfaction
with the Upper Canada-based Bell
Aliant, than with anything Eastlink is doing right.
If its piss-poor service continues, Eastlink will
be bleeding customers left and right, not that
the Bragg family ogliarchy is likely to notice.
Last year John’s empire — worth over $711
million, making him the 77th richest man in the
country — sold its cable interests in Saskatchewan
for over $26 million, and unloaded its
Pierceys hardware stores to Rona, in a similar-sized
deal.
Industry chatter has Eastlink poised for an
expansion into the lucrative wireless and
cellphone market, and rumours abound that the
company is ready to swap some of its Western
Canadian holdings to the Shaw media
empire.
The big-time wheeling and dealing is all well
and good, but Maple Leaf and TD Bank corporate
director John — who owns his own multimillion
dollar private jet (Frank 563) and whose
companies benefited from more than $60 million
in N.S. government loans — needs to remember
capitalism’s cardinal rule: people pay
his company to provide basic services, and if
Eastlink can’t deliver, the customers take their
money elsewhere.
John Bragg in the Hall of Fame? You’ve got to
be kiddin’ me! Hall of Shame, is more like it.
dan@atlanticfrank.ca
John Bragg
Keith
Condon
DR. KEITH, IF
YOU DON’T MIND
A TIP OF THE OLE FRANKLAND MORTARBOARD
TO TRI-STAR INDUSTRIES AMBULANCE MAN
KEITH CONDON FOR HIS DALHOUSIE U.
HONOURARY DEGREE.
Over the past five years, taxpayers have
coughed up over $20 million to Tri-Star, to
lease 150 of its ambulances.
My trusty Frankland abacus tells me we
lease each hospital wagon for about $25,000 a
year. No bloody wonder, we’re slapped with a
$670 bill every time we ride in it!
Keith’s daughter, Halifax biz consultant April
MacLeod, formerly toiled at Dal’s School of
Business.

IRVING’S PRIVATE FORTUNE
BY WILL N. TESTAMENT
USUALLY, A $4 MILLION WILL MAKES
PEOPLE STAND UP AND TAKE NOTICE.
But if the number is used to describe
Schwartz Furniture and Seaside Communications
magnate Irving Schwartz’s will, $4
million — which, let’s face it, is a staggering
amount — provokes only raised eyebrows.
“Is that all he had?” asked one longtime publicly
elected official. “I would have thought he
had more than that.”
He sounded almost cresftfallen.
One Sydney entrepreneur said he would
have guessed Irving’s fortune would have been
larger, considering that “he had the same vinyl
window blinds on his house since the late
1960s.”
Irving was one of those rare breeds, a man
who went to work every day, and worked his
tail off, and did not indulge in a lavish lifestyle.
Ostentatious and flamboyant were two adjectives
that you never associated with Irving
Schwartz.
But it is worth noting that his estate’s final
inventory is not yet filed; at this stage, Irving’s
$4-million estate consists only of personal
property, and does not include his varied business
interests.
When the final inventory is completed by his
quartet of executors — wife Diana Schwartz,
daughter Margo Schwartz, retired Sobeys
exec James Gogan, and David Miller, who
owns the Mickey Dee’s franchise in the Little
Vatican — the estate value may swell. We’ll
have to wait and see.
Beside his cash cows, the cable and furniture
companies, the “I guarentee it” pitchman
also had investments and directorships with
John Risley’s fish guts empire Ocean Nutrition
and Chad Munro’s X-ray peddling Halifax
Biomedical (Frank 598).
Like most successful entrepreneurs, Irving
Irving Schwartz Joseph Claener
experienced his share of spectacular biz failings,
such as the Atlantic Castings
boondoggle, which cost the taxpayer a pretty
penny.
But overall, I’d say the legendary biz figure
and philanthropist, who gave away a small fortune
in his lifetime, made out pretty good with
his $4 million.
Not bad for a kid who started working at his
mother Rose Schwartz’s general store when
he was only knee high to a grasshopper.
As you can expect, Irving’s will, signed three
months before his Sept. 18 death at 81, enriched
those who meant the most to him — his
family.
Irving left all of his household possessions
and real estate — including a 50-acre parcel in
Guysborough County — to his wife of 52
years, Diana.
Diana owns the couple’s longtime Churchill
Drive abode, assessed at a modest $153,200.
Irving set aside a cool $200,000 apiece to
each of his four kids, London, England rezzie
Margo, whose husband Adrian Noskwith is
now Seaside president; David Schwartz of
Halifax; and Joanne Schwartz and Stephanie
Schwartz, who both live in Toronto, a fact
we will not hold against them.
CAPE
BRETON
CALLING...
SCREAMING EAGLES
LOSE A BOOSTER
THE SCHWARTZ FAMILY IS SELLING ITS
STAKE IN THE CAPE BRETON SCREAMING
EAGLES AS A PART OF ITS OVERALL
STRATEGY TO FOCUS ON THE CLAN’S CORE
BUSINESSES.
Seaside Communications president
Adrian Noskwith — Irving’s son-in-law
— says the family’s single share in the
QMJHL team is worth about $20,000.
Last time out I told you that another plank
in Seaside’s streamlining strategy, the sale
of close to $1 million worth of Halifax
Biomedical stock back to the Maboubased
start-up, left company CEO Chad
Munro scrambling to come up with the
cash.
He and Diana’s four grandchildren were allotted
$10,000 each.
Welton Street dentist, Irving’s cousin Dr.
Joseph Claener, was bequeathed $50,000.
His 11-page will contains a reference to a
discretionary trust created earlier in the year,
suggesting that whip smart Irving, who battled
colon battle for the past two years, finalized all
of his estate planning sometime ago.
dan@atlanticfrank.ca
SILVER DONALD
GIVING UP LOVENEST
IT’S A HEART THING, SAYS SILVER DONALD CAMERON.
A heart scare four years ago, to be precise, and the fact that the love of
his life makes her living as a freelancer, mostly in Halifax, has prompted
the acclaimed Nova Scotia writer to put one of his D’Escousse houses
on the market.
His ad on Facebook Marketplace exclaims: “PRICE REDUCED! Professional
and health issues made us move to Halifax, so we have to sell one
of the two houses we own in D’Escousse.”
CONTINUED ON PAGE 7
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 5

CHIT CHAT
COULD THAT HAVE BEEN TRANSCONTI-
NENTAL FOUNDER REMI MARCOUX, OWNER
OF THE CAPE BRETON POST, BEING
PICKED UP AT THE SYDNEY AIRPORT AND
WHISKED TO THE BIG INTERVALE FISHING
LODGE FOR SEVERAL DAYS BACK IN OC-
TOBER WITHOUT SO MUCH AS A “COMMENT
ALLEZ-VOUS” TO THE GOOD FOLKS AT THE
POST? SAY IT AIN’T SO, MONSIEUR!
� � �
Speaking of the Post, nice to see former editor
Freddie “The Freeloader” Jackson has
completed renovations to his $134,000-assessed
Newlands Avenue, Sydney abode.
The tasteful faux plastic brick along with the
vinyl siding is just soooo Freddie. He truly is a
man of taste and sophistication.
� � �
Devoted son and all-round good guy Dr. Kevin
Orrel celebrated his birthday out on the town
with his dynamic Mum and inlaws recently. The
good doctor enjoys a stellar reputation in his
field.
� � �
CBC Cape Breton Information Morning
host Steve Sutherland has done a great job
making that formerly lame program rather enjoyable.
Mummy and I listen to it every morning
without fail.
While I’m on the topic, you could do worse
than pick up a copy of Steve’s new book, Getting
it Done: Conversations with Cape
Breton Leaders. Although, I can’t help but
notice that some of the “leaders” have sprinkled
their anecdotes with a healthy dose of revisionist
history. Certainly not a criticism of Steve,
mind you. It’s just that an old codger like me
tends to know where the bodies are buried.
The truth shall set you free!
� � �
The Cape Breton YMCA recently held a
well-attended donor appreciation night.
CEO Andre Gallant handled matters perfectly,
ably assisted by Dr. Rex Dunn who spoke
glowingly of the many donors and the state of
the art facility. Noticeable by his absence was
Hugh Tweedie, whose razor-sharp business
acumen was instrumental in obtaining major
funding.
The new and improved Y will be christened
the Frank Rudderham Family YMCA.
� � �
Nice chatting with George Khattar, who I’m
happy to report is enjoying his golden years to
the fullest.
The retired Khattar & Khattar legalist is dividing
his time between his home base of Sydney,
visiting his children and grandchildren in
Ottawa, and perfecting his golf game in Florida.
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George sold the firm six years ago and put
himself out to pasture in 2008. K&K, founded by
his father Simon in the 1930s, continues to
flourish.
� � �
Congrats to Reg and Mary of Pollett’s Drug
Store on Charlotte Street for their thoughtprovoking
Remembrance Day window display.
Mary is the quintessential caring and conscientious
pharmacist and has been a mentor
to many over the years.
� � �
I see where tireless community worker Selma
Doucet, 75, recently defeated her illustrious
nephew in an arm-wrestling match, forcing him
to cough up $10,000 toward the restoration of
St. Mark’s Anglican Church. You go, girl!
Mayor
John
Morgan
Transcontinental
baron Remi Marcoux
� � �
A recent poll commissioned by an illustrious
Cape Bretoner sought to determine how 10
prominent CBRM denizens would stack up
against Mayor John Morgan in the next municipal
election. Bad news for the Morgan-haters:
he spanked them all soundly with “wins”
ranging from 73.7 per cent to 92.4 per cent.
The biggest loser? You guessed it, Dave “I’m
Entitled To My Entitlements” Dingwall.
The poll is reputed to have a margin of error
plus or minus four per cent, 19 times out of 20.
� � �
Is it just me or is
beancounter George
Unsworth getting
younger-looking with
each passing year?
C’mon, my good
man, where do I find
this fountain of
youth?
Keeping busy is
shurely one of his secrets;
expert fixer
George was recently
appointed to the
Cape Breton Regional
Hospital
board of directors.
� � �
I take da pole
and catch da fish.
George
Unsworth
Sincere congratulations to Jamie & Ian
MacDonald on the sale of Island Well Drillers
to Steve Unsworth and Jim Kehoe.
With Jimmy at the helm, continued success is
virtually assured. The MacDonald boys toiled
for 40 years, garnering many accolades along
the way. Jamie and Ian will stay on for a year to
ensure a smooth transition. Incidentally, the sale
did not include real estate.

� � �
Sydney barrister Joseph Rizzetto is on the
mend, spending increasingly more time at the
office. I’d be willing to bet that Joe has more
courtroom experience than any other lawyer in
so-called “industrial Cape Breton.”
� � �
Nice to see Duncan MacIntyre out and about
with his charming and beautiful daughter Ann.
Duncan, 85ish, ably ran MacIntyre
Chevrolet for decades and was a talented
hockey player in his day. He still looks as though
he could play a rugged game of shinny.
� � �
Curses!
Foiled again!
Robert
Sampson
Sampson McDougall partner Robert
Sampson seemed a little down in the dumps
when I saw him outside the firm’s Wentworth
Street bunker
the other day.
Could it be that his self-flagellating mood is
over Sampson McDougall’s failure, yet again, to
crack Canadian Lawyer magazine’s annual
list of the Top 10 Law Firms in Atlantic
Canada? How could such an august publication
continue to overlook Cape Breton’s Largest
Law Firm, year after year? To make matters
worse, the good folks over at Best Lawyers
in Canada went and left Bobby’s name
off of their 2011 legal beagle round-up.
Chin up, pal! Your day will come!
Speaking of that venerable law firm, isn’t it
time they thought about taking Glen McDougall’s
name off the masthead? It’s been nine years
since he was called to the N.S. Supreme Court
bench. Of course, there’s no particular rule gov-
erning the naming of law firms, but oftentimes a
judge will ask that their name be removed from
the shingle. It doesn’t look good, they think, if a
lawyer from a firm with their name on the letterhead
appears in front of them or is even peripherally
involved with a file.
After all, as somebody much smarter than my
goodself once said, “Not only must justice be
done; it must also be seen to be done.”
� � �
Spotted in downtown Sydney on a recent
evening: the very able solicitor Vince Gillis dining
out at the much-improved Charlotte St. bistro
Allegro with his fine family in tow.
� � �
Congrats to Sgt. Wayne Rudderham
on his coming retirement from the Cape
Breton Regional Police.
Chief Myles Burke predicts that Wayne
will have a busy retirement, as his experience
in arms and SWAT training is in demand all over
the world. The Chief has something of a soft
spot for his departing comrade, as he remembers
Wayne looking out for him as a fresh-faced
recruit at Holland College.
As for the Chief himself, he joins the aforementioned
Mr. Unsworth on the CBRH board,
where his leadership skills and managerial
prowess will prove invaluable to the organization.
� � �
Oh by’e the by’e, a Sydney Socialite recently
rapped my knuckles after I recklessly referred
to her as being “50ish” a few issues back.
In fact this fine and beautiful lady is 45ish,
and truth be told, could pass for 35 on a good
day. While she is a dame who “does lunch,”
she’s no bored lady of leisure.
She has a full-time job and is the loving mother
of four exceptional children. Her dinner parties
are exceptional, and her Town & Countryworthy
home will rank third on our upcoming
Whose House: Cape Breton list. Despite all
this she still finds time to be active in her community,
and has also won critical acclaim for
her recurring role on the reality series The Real
Housewives of Coxheath.
� � �
Can service at the Sydney Home Depot
possibly get any worse? Where do they get
these people?
Conversely, the venerable Mr. Paint on
George Street continues to thrive, based on
the fact that they have the best paint, Benjamin
SILVER DONALD, FROM PAGE 5
“There’s nothing wrong with the house,
there’s problems with us. It’s my health, and her
profession,” says Silver Don. He bought a house
with his Halifax-based freelancer-wife
Marjorie Simmins on Armshore Drive
($491,500) in the tony Northwest Arm ‘hood
in 2006 so they could be closer to where she
works.
A Sydney
Socialite
(not
exactly as
illustrated).
Moore, and years of experience which they
give away free for the asking.
� � �
Next time you’re in the Margaree Valley, do
yourself a favour and check out the Dancing
Goat Cafe & Bakery. Try the veggie sandwich
on whole wheat with hummus. The soups are
divine and the baked goods are scrumptious.
Tell Merv that Frank sentcha, and have him put
it on my bill.
D-Cam was asking $179,900 for the little home
he’s owned since 1986 — he married Marjorie
there in 1998 — and says the sale is pending.
The house is assessed at $128,600.
Fortunately, Cameron tells me the heart problems
are old news, but he was still concerned
enough to sell.
“I’m getting rid of things I don’t need.”
neal@atlanticfrank.ca
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BY WILL HEGOUGH
WILL PETER MACKAY EVENTUALLY FLEE PUBLIC LIFE TO JOIN GOWLINGS LAFLEUR
HENDERSON LLP, CANADA’S LARGEST LAW FIRM?
A source close to the talks says it appears that Peter seems very receptive to the firm’s
advances. You certainly can’t blame Petey for wanting to escape life under Stephen Harper’s
boot heel for a luxurious private sector life at Gowlings.
For starters, I’m advised that the firm is offering the lowly N.S. Crown attorney-turned Defence
Minister a starting salary in the neighbourhood of $500,000, not to mention a six-figure bonus just
for signing on the dotted line. As far as perks, Gowlings maintains its own private jet, a suite at the
Waldorf Astoria in the heart of Manhattan, and well-appointed condos in cities around the
world.
While mainstream media reports have Peter considering a post at the firm’s Toronto
office, my source maintains that Peter would inhabit a corner office at Place Ville
Marie in Montreal, where the firm boasts over 100,000 sq. ft. of office space, not to
mention a superb executive dining room. (To Alan Parish, QC, at Burchells LLP:
Your sandwiches are wonderful, however kindly see what you can do about a more
sophisticated in-house dining experience. I sense I’ll be spending more time in your
office from now on — ed.)
Hockey fan Pete would also no doubt take full advantage of the firm’s corporate box at the Bell
Centre, cheering on the Habs with a Molson in one hand and a shrimp cocktail in the other.
8 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
High-flying Peter?
BETTER LATE
THAN NEVER NEWS
THERE WAS MUCH OOHING AND AHHING IN THE NATIONAL MEDIA EARLIER
THIS MONTH WHEN THE TORONTO STAR RAN A PHOTO OF PETER MACKAY
AND HIS NEW GALPAL, ACCOMPANIED BY AN ASTOUNDINGLY DENSE 1,000-
WORD STORY.
Of course, if the national media had been paying attention, they would have
found out all they needed to know about the notorious swordsman’s relationship
with the ravishing Iranian-Canadian beauty queen, Nazanin Afshim-
Jam, back in June (Frank 588). But that’s beside the point.
Perhaps the best recent analysis of the Defence Minister’s new coupling
came from Calgary-based political scientist Tom Flanagan on a recent edition
of CBC Newsworld’s Power & Politics. Although host Evan Solomon
was more interested in discussing Peter’s possible defection to a law firm in
Upper Canada (see accompanying story), Tom’s mind was in the gutter.
“Have you seen Peter MacKay’s new girlfriend?” he exclaimed.
“It’s not surprising that he’s thinking about something other than politics. I’m
surprised he can still walk, actually.”
Barely masking a disgusted sneer, fellow panelist and Canadian Press
reporter Jenn Ditchburn commented: “I also hear she has a university degree.”

THE FRAGRANCE OF HEARTACHE:
THE BARB & JOHN BUSTUP
BY MARY KNOTT
DEFENCE MINSTER PETER “SHOULD I STAY
OR SHOULD I GO?” MACKAY IS NOT THE ONLY
ONE IN HIS OFFICE FACING MAJOR LIFE
CHANGES. PETER’S CHIEF OF STAFF JOHN
MACDONELL HAS LOST HIS FIANCEE BARB
STEGEMANN.
Lucky for John, his boss Peter is an old hand
at losing fiancees, and no doubt can lend sage
advice in that department. While I’ve lost track
of the number, most recently Peter went
splitsville with fiancee, CTV news exec Jana
Juginovic, whose affections were quickly replaced
by Iranian beauty, Nazanin Afshim-
Jam (Frank 588, 585).
No word on whether Peter offered to show
John his potato-patch in Pictou County, the
place where sensitive Ottawa men go to pat
the neighbourhood dog and heal their bangedup
hearts.
But enough about Peter, who rebounds better
than anyone since Kareem Abdul Jabbar.
(Wilt Chamberlain might be a more apt comparison.
— ed.)
One acquaintance who talked to John at the
Oct. 29 Jamie Baillie coronation in Halifax said
he gave no hints that anything was amiss in his
private life.
But privately, some of John’s inner circle began,
earlier in the summer, to fear that his relationship
with ambitious self-promoter Barb was
on the rocks.
I, too, started to get nervous when the couple’s
planned July wedding - which Barb shamelessly
plugged while hawking her perfume line
in an earlier Globe & Mail puff piece - never
happened (Frank 592).
Their split presumably occured after the July
wedding of their friends, Captain Trevor
Greene and Debbie Lapore, which Barb and
John attended together in Lotusland.
Love looks not with the eyes,
but with the mind
— A Mid-Summer’s Night Dream
Antigonish is about the most unromantic
place on Earth, isn’t it?
Yet both Barb (nee Robbins) and John hail
from the Little Vatican, and knew each other
way back when, when poor Barb was fat, had
no socks and lived in a trailer park.
In her self-obsessed, self-help tome, The 7
Virtues Of A Philosopher Queen, Juliet, I
mean Barb, calls her then-Romeo John, “The
Barb and John,
in happier tims.
most ethical person I had ever met in my life.”
As the self-aggrandizing Barb recounts, “At
the age of 15, [when she weighed 210 pounds]
I met the smartest, most ethical boy I had ever
come across in high school. In fact, years later
I followed John to university and we had remained
friends for 23 years. It was Socrates
Mike Velemirovich
who said, ‘Follow the smart people.’”
Some might argue that it was the smart people
who dumped the hemlock into Socrates’ drink
and poisioned him, and that one should avoid
smart people at all costs, but whatever.
CONTINUED ON PAGE 10
HOW TO MEND
A BROKEN HEART
ACCORDING TO HALIFAX CAR INDUSTRY CHATTER,
HILLCREST VOLKSWAGON GM MIKE VELEMIROVICH HAS A
NEW MAIN SQUEEZE: BARB STEGEMANN.
The Mike & Barb social pairing has also been noted in political
circles; not surprising, since Barb’s former fiancee, John
MacDonell, occupies a powerful seat in Ottawa as Defence
Minister Peter MacKay’s right-hand man.
Canadian Automobile Dealers Association boardie
Mike failed to return a message left at the family-owned Robie
Street dealership.
In late October he took out a $311,000 mortgage with RBC
and bought a 12th storey condo at Navid Saberi’s The
Waterton on Walter Havill Drive.
CONTINUED ON PAGE 10
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 9

THE NOT-SO-AMAZING RACE
I HEAR THREE CONTESTANTS ARE IN THE RUNNING FOR THE RACE TO
REPLACE N.S. LIBERAL LEADER STEPHEN MCNEIL’S $95,000-A-YEAR
CHIEF OF STAFF ALLAN SULLIVAN, WHO ANNOUNCED HIS IMMINENT
DEPARTURE EARLIER THIS YEAR (FRANK 595).
Said to be lacing up their track shoes are: caucus research director
Tracey “Fashionista” Preeper, long-time EA to erstwhile Dartmouth
East MLA Dr. Jim Smith and sister of Russell MacLellan-era chief of
staff Len Preeper; professional elbow-rubber Chris “East Coast Con-
BARB & JOHN, FROM PREVIOUS PAGE
Barb followed her brainy, pint-sized pal to
Kings College, where they formed a tight-knit
mutual admiration society with Ottawa native
Trevor, who in March 2006 became a national
hero after he survived a savage axe attack in
tribal Afghanistan.
Out of Trevor’s tragedy, old friends came together,
and a great love was born. Or, as carpe
diem queen Barb writes, “This time I thought I
am not going to wait until I am 80 to tell him how
I feel. So I did. Now that friend of 23 years is my
partner.”
The lovebirds found domestic bliss in July
2007, when they bought a home in Bedford’s
Carriageway Court enclave, a year and a half
after then-N.S. Tory president and Stewart
McKelvey partner John landed one of the country’s
top political jobs, as MacKay’s chief of staff.
Shortly after they embarked on their great
adventure — “John is a mentor to our children
[and] a coach to me,” Barb blabbed in print —
Barb was offered, and accepted, the job as
Trade Centre mouthpiece, back when TC ceo
Fred MacGillivray’s secret supplementary
pension began climbing into the high six-figure
range.
Backed by her partner John, the ultimate
powerbroker, rabid cheerleader Barb leapt into
civic politics like a missionary among the natives,
determined to ignite a religious fervour
among the locals with her obnoxious Citizens
For Halifax lobby group.
Her public-speaking career really took off
when she inflicted her Philosopher Queen
mumbo-jumbo on the self-help crazed, toiletreading
public (see thumbs down review, Frank
547).
The relentless, unstoppable Barb Stegemann
self-promotion machine kicked into even higher
gear this year, and Barb made national headlines
by peddling her Orange Blossom Special
perfume.
Barb’s over-the-top marketing efforts included
her misleadingly name-dropping Gandhi, and
trying to drum up an appearance on Oprah
(Frank 581, 582).
In the wider scheme of things, philosophically
speaking, (isn’t it great how we can use the
10 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
term philosophy to make even our most mundane
thoughts appear profounder than they
actually are?), balancing a career and home life
is not an easy task for any of us.
I left an unanswered message with John, via
his Ottawa spokesthingy Jay Paxton.
MEND, FROM PREVIOUS PAGE
It is understood Mike has separated from his
wife, whose name momentarily eludes me. They
have two children.
Barb, who like Mike is in her mid-40s, also has
two kids, from a previous marriage. Barb did
not reply to my email query.
She is busy concocting a brand new odour,
and the History channel is even hosting a contest
to name it. Barb wants the perfume name
to include the word “Afghanistan,” so I presume
she plans to distribute it by the barrelful,
since Afghanistan is too long to fit on a bottle of
perfume, unless it comes with a magnifying
glass to read the label!
Micromanager Barb also suggests the title
nected” Crowell, who last year lost the Halifax riding nod to Twitter
bore Dr. Stan “Brainworks” Kutcher; and Glace Bay boy Kirby
MacVicar, a former fartcatcher to Sydney-Victoria MP Mark Eyking,
and apparently a v. good friend to the aforementioned Mr. Sullivan.
Some Gritty sources contend the talent pool is particularly shallow this
go ‘round. In fact, one argues that the individuals best-suited for the job
never, ever want it.
Does Frank Know? atlanticfrank@eastlink.ca
Barb did not respond to my email query.
I am not sure who resides in their $266,600assessed
Carriage Court abode. Barb has two
teenage children from a previous marriage.
dan@atlanticfrank.ca
should mention roses and also evoke the notion
of courage. Jeez. Name the bloody scent yourself,
Barb!
Wait ... how about, Afghani Lion & Thorns?
It’s a bold, tribal bouquet!
But I admit I am struggling to coin a nickname
for the new couple. “Barike” just doesn’t have
the same ring as “Brangelina.”
If they decide to do the hyphenated name
thingy, God help the poor stutterer who has to
pronounce Stegemann-Velemirovich.
Perhaps we should simply call them Mike &
Barb. Kinda like Sid & Nancy, Mickey &
Minnie, George & Gracie, Victoria & Albert,
Dick & Jane.
It’s so simple, but still one letter too big to fit on
a vanity plate. MIK&BAR works, though.

I’m entitled to... some
taxi chits, I guess.
YACHT CLUB NEWS
FOR YACHT CLUBBERS
BY A. MOCK
PART TIME SAINT MARY’S UNIVERSITY PSYCHOLOGY PROFESSOR GREG COLE
WASN’T ANSWERING CALLS OR EMAILS AT PRESS TIME PERTAINING TO A STORY MAKING
THE ROUNDS THAT ALLEGES GREG WAS TEMPORARILY BANNED FROM ENTERING THE
DARTMOUTH YACHT CLUB’S BAR IN OCTOBER.
Greg, a member of the national executive of the Progress Club, serves as bar,
special events and entertainment manager of the DYC.
As the story was related to me, he was handed a 30-day ban following some
manner of unpleasantness at a private club gathering earlier this fall.
Club Commodore Nathan Reece isn’t denying my tipster’s claims.
“I can’t discuss club business,” he says, adding, “There’s no story here. Even if
there was a story, I wouldn’t tell you.”
“There’s no grounds for you to be giving me a call on anything like this... (it’s)
disappointing”.
Another member of the executive committee was hesitant to talk to me, for fear that
the story would be “blown out of proportion.”
It’s a private club, people have drinks and “things happen,” the boating enthusiast
explained.
andrew@atlanticfrank.ca
POOR DAVE
WITH ALL THIS TALK ABOUT PETER MACKAY POTENTIALLY
MAKING BARRELS OF MONEY IN THE PRIVATE SECTOR, I CAN’T
HELP BUT FEEL A LITTLE MELANCHOLY FOR CABINET MINISTER-
TURNED CBC RADIO COMMENTATOR DAVID DINGWALL.
Dave, if you remember, flew higher and got more done in the Chretien
years than Pete could ever fathom. But, although Pictou County boy Pete
has his “ticket punched,” so to speak, poor Dave finds himself in the employ
of Sydney law firm Sampson McDougall, a firm which to my knowledge
has yet to invest in an airborne conveyance of any kind. No matter, anyone
will tell you a communal Subway Stamp Card is a much more tangible
benefit. Especially during lobster sandwich season.
Perhaps adding insult to injury, when I asked a senior partner at a major
Upper Canadian law firm whether he’d consider bringing Dingwall aboard
the chap replied, “Oh, is he a lawyer?”
Frank News
Tips Hotline
1-888-
335-5505
www.atlanticfrank.ca
Greg
Cole
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 11

MR. IRVING GOES TO SCHOOL?
BY XX
UNIVERSITIES THESE DAYS ARE SO CASH-
STRAPPED EVEN ADMINISTRATORS ARE EATING
MR. NOODLES, SO IT IS HARDLY SURPRISING
THAT THE VALLEY’S FINEST BAPTIST
LEARNATORIUM WANTS TO STRENGTHEN ITS TIES
THE GROVES
OF ACADEME
WITH THE MULTI-BILLION DOLLAR IRVING EM-
PIRE.
I’m hearing Acadia U. is trying to convince
third-generation biz mogul Jim Irving to don
his uncle Arthur Irving’s used Chancellor
robes. (Shurely, Ray Ivany must have dropped
them off at the cleaners by now! — ed.)
After 14 years, the uni’s longest-serving chancellor,
octogenarian oil man Arthur — whose
own academic pursuits at Acadia included hanging
a skinned deer carcass from the ceiling as a
prank on their matron — resigned in June.
Who better to replace an Irving than another
Irving? After all, you can’t start swilling Golden
Glow after a bottle of Napolean brandy, can
you? No, you’ve got to stick with the good stuff.
The eldest son of Arthur’s elder brother J.K.,
Jim oversees the family’s vast forestry and shipbuilding
interests, and to many observers comes
the closest to resembling his grandfather K.C.,
the legendary workaholic.
With the sudden resignation and disappearance
of rising star and oil magnate Kenneth
Irving, Jim is now the undisputed alpha male of
the Irving empire (Frank 593).
A few years back Jim made a $1 million
donation to U. of New Brunswick in Saint
John, on behalf of foresters J.D. Irving Ltd.
If you ask me, Jim is just the kind of man Acadia
is looking for.
Jim Irving
UNIVERSITY
MOMENTS
BY ANNE IMALHOUSE
THE THREE ST. MARY’S HUSKIES FOOTBALL PLAYERS WHO WERE
FORCED TO SIT OUT A GAME BECAUSE OF “CONDUCT UNBECOMING”
WERE UNDER INVESTIGATION BY POLICE FOR THE SEXUAL ASSAULT
OF A FEMALE SMU STUDENT, SOURCES SAY.
The players — star receiver Jahmeek Taylor (third year arts,
Mississauga), linebacker Eboniel Stone (first year arts,
Brampton), and defensive back Raymond “R.J.” Cornish (first
year arts, Winnipeg) — were all reinstated following the end of the
police inquiry, which did not result in charges.
The incident was alleged to have occurred on Saturday, November
6 during a house party at 5718 Inglis St., a $654,300-assessed
heritage home registered to a company owned by beancounter Ian
MacNeil and his wife, Centennial Hotels HR director Miriam Regan-
MacNeil. The abode is used for student housing, and is a notorious
party house among SMU students, with two Facebook groups dedicated
to its storied history. SMU president Colin Dodds’s $1 millionassessed
Young Avenue pile is a block away.
Halifax Regional Police spokesthingy Brian Palmeter confirms
that police received a complaint regarding a sexual assault later on the
same day of the alleged incident. Brian says the investigation lasted
about a week, with “all of the parties involved” being interviewed.
“There was no assault,” Brian tells me.
Sez a source: “I think it was one of those things where someone
does something that they regret the next morning, and then they feel
they have to make up an excuse.”
At press time, the Huskies were preparing to do battle against the
heavily-favoured Calgary Dinos in the Mitchell Bowl on November
20.
Does Frank Know?
atlanticfrank@eastlink.ca
12 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
5718 Inglis St.

Pictou County
deputy sheriff
Morgan Elliott
(not exactly
as illustrated).
FRANKLAND EMPLOYEE
OF THE WEEK
BY A. LITTLE-NAPP
IN WHAT COULD BE A FRANKLAND FIRST, A
$55,000/YEAR PROVINCIAL GOVERNMENT
EMPLOYEE READILY CONFESSED TO ME THAT HE
SOMETIMES FALLS ASLEEP ON THE JOB.
Pictou County deputy sheriff Morgan Fritz
Elliott, 28ish, is a two-year veteran of Sheriff
Services. He says it happens.
“I dunno... I guess everyone does. Sometimes
court’s boring. I guess like anybody sometimes you
just nod off,” he explains, adding, “I’m not a lawyer,
I don’t always understand what’s going on”.
When it happens, he says it’s time to “tap out”
and bring in another sheriff for relief.
Truro native Morgan, whose uncle David Horner
is the province’s $106,877.69/year executive director
of corrections, also admitted to me that he
needs relief in other areas these days. Like driving,
for instance.
Last April, Morgan pleaded guilty to a single count
of impaired driving, garnering fines totalling $1,380
and a one year driving suspension.
“I’ve missed all the OT,” Morgan says, explaining
that there’s no driving prisoners back and forth
after hours for him these days.
He says he feared losing his job over the charge,
which he terms an “isolated thing”.
When I initially asked newly minted Justice Dept.
spokesthingy Bruce Nunn whether sheriffs working
in Nova Scotia require a valid driver’s licence,
he answered simply, via email, “Yes.”
When I asked about Morgan’s situation, it took him
nearly 20 hours to respond: “The Department of
A presumably
very awake
Morgan Elliott
prepares to ride
down a ski jump
on his bike in
Alberta back in
2007.
Justice does not authorize any sheriff’s officers to
drive a vehicle in the course of their duties without a
valid driver’s licence.”
He didn’t budge after I pressed him on his apparent
contradiction, eventually closing the book on the matter,
deeming my question to have been “asked and
answered.”
As far as the optics of Morgan’s situation — an
apparently less-than-model employee with a relative
who happens to be a powerful civil servant — Bruce
refused comment, deeming it “private personnel information.”
Morgan’s Uncle David, a former provincial director
of Sheriff Services, refused to get on the line with
me when I called his office, forcing me to dictate my
question to his secretary, who referred me back to
spokesthingy Bruce.
As for Morgan, who is featured in a video on Frank’s
youtube channel (www.youtube.comAtlantic
FrankMag) riding a BMX bike down a ski-jump into a
lake, he says his uncle never pulled any strings for
him.
“He can’t,” says Morgan, adding, “He’d lose his job.”
One former co-worker of Morgan’s “can’t imagine”
that anyone else would be allowed to stay on.
“But then, Sheriff Services has always been its
own little world.”
You’ll likely remember that former Pictou County
head sheriff Doug MacKeen survived countless
complaints about showing up at work with liquor on
his breath, among other things, until he ultimately
parted ways with Sheriff Services in October of
2009.
andrew@atlanticfrank.ca
HERE ARE A COUPLE
OF WORDS FOR YA ...
ONE HAS ONE ‘F’ AND
THE OTHER HAS TWO ‘FS’
BRUCE “MR. NOVA SCOTIA KNOW-
IT-ALL” NUNN COMES BY HIS
NICKNAME HONESTLY.
For instance, when you fire off a
simple question via email to the
$68,412.49/year government mouthpiece,
you might expect to have your
spelling corrected. Bruce, retired
broadcaster Jim’s little brother, pulled
that one on my goodself the other day.
“With the greatest respect, I believe
licence requires a ‘c’ in that instance,
rather than an ‘s’.”
Here at Frank, we’ve long held that
it’s not good form to correct another’s
spelling mistakes, mostly because we
all make them. Some more than others.
My infamous “Chiu Says Caio” cover
story (Frank 542) comes immediately
to mind.
Sure enough, it wasn’t two emails
later when the Nimrod Nimbus-published
author made an uh-oh of his
own. I wish I could tell you I didn’t stoop
to his level.
“With all due respect, ‘sheriff’ is customarily
spelled with one ‘r’ and two
‘f’s, not the other way around,” I wrote.
Bruce, to his credit, took it all in stride,
but called his mistake a “typo.” In my
mind, a “typo” occurs when you know
how to spell a word but accidentally
hit a wrong key. I can’t see how doubling
a letter in the middle of a word
and then leaving off a letter at the end
could be deemed a typo. Two typos,
maybe. Something tells me Bruce simply
didn’t feel like changing his name to
“Mr. Nova Scotia Knows-Most-
Things”.
Doesn’t roll off the tongue at all.
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 13

WHERE ARE THE
MISSING MILLIONS?
BY RIP TOFF
BANKRUPTCY TRUSTEE MARK ROSEN,
OF BDO DUNWOODY GOODMAN ROSEN,
ADMITS “RECOVERY IS QUESTIONABLE” FOR
THE MANY CREDITORS OWED OVER $12.3
MILLION BY THE LATE HALIFAX BIZMAN AND
PONZI SCHEME OPERATOR GLENN ALAN
MACARTHUR.
Documents filed at the Office of the Superintendent
of Bankruptcy indicate that Barring
& Company owner MacArthur — found
dead in a Quality Inn Airport hotel room last
May — collected at least $10 million from investors,
which he guaranteed with promissory
notes. In federal documents, the official reason
for the estate’s bankruptcy notes: “Deceased
estate may be subject to significant debts arising
out of his investment activities.”
In addition to the sum cited in the promissory
notes, MacArthur also collected $2.3 million
from a numbered company, 3020331 Nova
Scotia Ltd., headquartered in 30 Troop Ave.
in Burnside. The Registry of Joint Stocks
lists Datarite exec Tom Rose as the company
prez. Tom did not return my message.
The Bank of Nova Scotia and Canada Revenue
Agency are two additional creditors,
whose debts are listed at a token $1.
Wheeler-dealer MacArthur, who enjoyed
strong ties with his fellow alumnus at Saint
Mary’s U., obviously had more victims who may
never come forward.
Anecdotally, I’ve heard there are numerous
other investors too embarrassed to admit they
were suckered by the gregarious con man, who
was known to promise a 90-day return, with
10% interest. In the end, deals too good to be
true proved to be just that.
My earlier estimates that MacArthur may have
scammed upwards of $20 million from his victims
may still be correct.
Trustee Mark tells me each claim is investigated
and verified as legitimate, but would not
divulge the number of victims, nor the dollar
range of individual investments.
“It’s an unfortunate circumstance for the family
and for the investors,” he remarks.
Mark does say the identity of any creditor
who is reimbursed will be on the public record,
but he can not give me any sort of timeline.
“We are investigating and are reporting to the
estate accordingly,” he says.
With total debts of $12.3 million, MacArthur’s
14 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
estate declared bankruptcy on Oct. 12, listing
$186,213 in assets. These assets are: $10,000
in furniture, a $150,000 life insurance policy,
and $26,212 in RRSPs.
When asked, Mark suggests MacArthur’s financial
malfeasance went on for “years,” and
says no answers have yet been found, to explain
the missing millions.
As previously reported, the MacArthur estate
is the subject of a $48,470 Supreme Court
lawsuit filed in September by Tracy Sherren,
which appeared to be ongoing at press time.
Bruce McLaughlin of Dartmouth’s
Weldon McInnes (Premier Darrell Dexter’s
old firm) is handling the estate’s complicated
affairs.
As I reported, the police fraud investigation
was practically over before it started, and
MacArthur’s death, reportedly by a mixture of
booze and pills, was deemed “non-suspicious”
(Franks 588-592, 594, 596).
dan@atlanticfrank.ca
Glenn MacArthur
GLENN MACARTHUR’S
BACHELOR PAD
BY ALL ACCOUNTS, THE LATE GLENN
MACARTHUR DID NOT LIVE IN BERNIE MADOFF-
STYLE LUXURY, BUT HIS RENTED DIGS IN SUITE
104 OF 1881 BRUNSWICK ST., SUGGESTS THE
PONZI SCHEMER KEPT HIMSELF WELL-PAM-
PERED.
His two-bedroom pad in The Plaza - a building
which also houses several out-of-town
MLAs - is described as “a bachelor apartment...
tidy, well-organized, and not at all dirty or
sloppy,” according to a source, recently there
to make an offer on MacArthur’s furnishings.
According to bankruptcy trustee Mark
Rosen, liquidating MacArthur’s personal belongings
is his “immediate issue... returning (the
apartment) back to the landlord,” a Vancouver-based
realty firm.
I understand Mark hoped the furniture would
fetch at least $5,000 for the lot, which included
a black leather chesterfield, a fancy dining set
and MacArthur’s bed, mattress and bedspring.
“Nobody would want that,” my source opines.
The $1,070-a-month apartment, whose patio
faced Brunswick Street not the harbour, featured
a stainless steel barbeque, and a bedroom
MacArthur had converted into his den with
the help of a futon and TV.
MacArthur — who also owned a Montreal
condo in the trendy Lachine Canal area below
the Atwater market — had his office in a
smaller room that was perhaps meant for storage,
which held two double filing cabinets full
of neat and organized paperwork. Two more
double filing cabinets stood in the hall outside
the office.
I’m told the contents of each cabinet were
hauled off-site for Mark’s investigation.
CONTINUED ON NEXT PAGE

MORE MISSING MONEY NEWS
BY T. DOFF
MULTIPLE SOURCES TELL FRANK THAT
LUNENBURG DEPUTY MAYOR JAMIE “BOO”
MYRA RESIGNED AS BUSINESS MANAGER AFTER
MONEY WAS DISCOVERED MISSING AT THE
BLUENOSE GOLF CLUB.
The sum is reported to be in the ballpark of
$10,000.
According to the terms of Jamie’s exit, the
board members signed a confidentiality letter,
agreeing not to discuss the matter, Frank has
learned.
It is believed that the venerable golf club (est.
1923) did receive restitution for the missing sum.
I understand at no point were police contacted
about the missing funds.
President of the board Craig Munroe, of
Craig Munroe Financial Services, has not
returned my repeated messages.
Jamie is understood to have resigned in the
late spring or early summer.
His departure coincided with the board resignation
of treasurer Terry Baker, the former
BACHELOR PAD, FROM PREVIOUS PAGE
Off the main bedroom was an Imelda
Marcos-worthy closet, lined with dozens of
well-tailored suits, and a motorized tie rack that
held an estimated 50 or 60 silk ties.
“He always gave you the illusion of prosperity,
even when he was dressed casually,” remarks
one longtime acquaintance, when told of
the 52-year-old’s wardrobe.
No artwork adorned the walls, but in the living
room several black & white framed pictures
were hung, including an older photo of
MacArthur sitting in a cop car, posing beside an
officer - possibly his brother Tim MacArthur,
a now-retired RCMP officer.
“They should have put him in the back seat
and drove him to the station,” jokes one of his
victims.
Vacant since his May 18th death,
MacArthur’s apartment portrays him as a man
always at the ready for entertaining guests.
The epitome of a smooth bizman, MacArthur
boasted a wine collection estimated at “a couple
hundred bottles,” as well as a 4.5-foot high
cabinet humidor, chock full of cigars.
Still, acquaintances say his bachelor lifestyle
does not jive with his criminal activites.
If MacArthur was ripping off everyone in sight
— and in the last six weeks of his life he was
said to be desperate, hitting up even old acquaintances
— what kept him around?
“If he scammed that much money, why didn’t
he get the fuck out of the country? Why didn’t
he jump on a plane, if he had so many people
after him? It doesn’t make sense,” one victim
CFL star. A source tells me Terry has taken his
golfing talents to Osprey.
Sources indicate that Terry disagreed with
the board’s kid glove treatment of the incident.
Frank has obtained an email, purportedly sent
on August 4 from club officials, stating (quoted
in full): “The Executive of the Bluenose Golf Club
would like to verify that Jamie Myra was not
fired but he did in fact resign from his position
as Business Manager of the Club earlier this
year. This statement has been issued to clear
up some of the confusion that seems to be circulating
around the club at the moment regarding
this issue.”
In late September, Myra competed in the
Men’s Club Championship at the scenic
course, overlooking Old Town Lunenburg.
Displaying a measure of grace under pressure
(Pressure? In a game where you strike a tiny
ball into a hole? — ed.), Myra finished with the
lowest course score.
Myra, who runs the Stan’s Dad & Lad clothing
shop, did not respond to my detailed Nov. 18
email query. Nor has he responded to multiple
The Plaza
says.
Informed of his estate’s recent $12.3 million
bankrupcty, one MacArthur acquaintance simply
asked, “How do you get that much money
accumulated in debt?”
In a nutshell, the mystery is this: what happened
to all the money?
Jamie Myra,
not playing
golf.
phone messages I have left over the past month,
at his house and his business, relating to his
Bluenose Golf Club departure.
Myra resides in a $171,600-assessed abode
on Broad Street with his wife Sandy. His haberdasher
father, also James Myra, ran Stan’s
Dad & Lad and also the next-door Famous
Ladies Town Shop.
A long-time councillor, Deputy Mayor Myra is
the current serving president of the
Lunenburg Board of Trade.
dan@atlanticfrank.ca
Glenn MacArthur was discovered dead in a
hotel room in the Quality Inn hotel, not far from
the Stanfield International airport.
Friends wonder why he went to the hotel
that night, instead of going home to his apartment
in the Plaza.
dan@atlanticfrank.ca
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 15

THREE AND A HALF YEARS AFTER DAL PROF DAVID
DIVINE WAS ALMOST FATALLY MOWED DOWN BY AN
mid-afternoon jog when she was struck — also by an
SUV — at Robie & Inglis.
OUT-OF-CONTROL SUV ON A CLAYTON PARK Taken to hospital, she underwent surgery for what
SIDEWALK, COMES WORD THAT DR. DIANNE DELVA, police are calling a “significant leg injury”; I’m told she’s
THE UNIVERSITY’S $200K-A-YEAR ASSOCIATE DEAN
OF UNDERGRADUATE MEDICINE, IS ON THE MEND AF-
TER BEING HIT IN A SOUTH END CROSSWALK NOV.
11.
expected to make a full recovery.
Dr. Marie Matte, an assistant professor and Dal’s
Director of Faculty Development, is pinch-hitting for
Dr. Dianne while she convalesces.
Police issued Dr. Dianne’s vehicular assailant, a yet-
Queen’s grad Dianne, the 58-year-old missus of to-be-identified 21-year-old female, a $682 ticket for
Dal Psychiatry czar Dr. Nick Delva, was out for a failing to yield to a pedestrian.
Dr. Dianne Delva
16 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
BIRTHDAY BASH NEWS
I’M HAPPY TO HEAR A GAY OL’ TIME WAS HAD BY THOSE FORTUNATE
ENOUGH TO BE INVITED TO ALLNOVASCOTIA.COM HACK ANDREW
MACDONALD’S BIRTHDAY FESTIVITIES LAST WEEK AT THE HALF-MILLION
DOLLAR BLAND STREET ESTATE OF HIS V. DEAR FRIEND, PRUDENTIAL REAL-
ESTATE GUY RICK FOSTER.
Little Vatican native Andrew, who served as editor of a certain bi-weekly
family magazine during the two-year publishing tenure of Glace Bay writer
extraordinaire Cliff “A. Frank Grunt” Boutilier, turned 43.
Among those on hand to fete the one-time Port Hawkesbury reporter were
retired St. F.X. professor Dr. Gary Brooks, Scott Brison’s right-hand man Dale
Palmeter, and former N.S. Liberal communications fella Layton Dorey.
Representing the allnovascotia.com contingent were Frank co-founder David
Bentley, his daughter, Frank publisher-turned-allnovascotia.com publisher Caroline
Wood, and whilom Metro News grunt Paul McLeod.
CHATTER
BY BUBBLES
FRANKLANDER
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Andrew Black
& Christa
Fisher.
ANOTHER SCARY PROF
VS SUV ENCOUNTER
CHRISTA WILL
BE ANDREW’S
WEDDING BELLE
THE DAUGHTER OF A LOBSTER FISHER-
MAN FROM PORT MOUTON IS TRAPPING UP
ONE OF THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELORS
IN NOVA SCOTIA.
Andrew Black, the one-time failed provincial
Tory candidate and son of Maritime Life
magnate and failed Tory leadership candidate
Bill Black, proposed to salty doll Christa Fisher
this past Thanksgiving.
Christa’s separated parents are Rhonda
Dunn of Moncton, and Port Mouton lobsterman
Robin Fisher, an anti-fish farm activist with
something called the Friends of Port Mouton.
CONTINUED ON NEXT PAGE

WEDDING BELLE, FROM PREVIOUS PAGE
Cousin Stacey Fisher, whose father is Robin’s
younger brother, Martin, says Christa went
to live with her mother in Moncton at a young
age when her parents separated, but still visited
her father every summer.
Christa’s grandfather, Earl Fisher, lives close
by, as does a lot more of the family.
Black says he met the Ikea-loving lovely lady,
who he says is about 29 years old, at a wedding
three and a half years ago.
The wedding, for friends Rob Bay and Ellen
Lewis, who, like Black and Fisher, are Mount
Allison graduates, showed him that she was
“a beautiful girl, and a fun girl.” Her cousin
Stacey calls her, “Beautiful, smart, sweet and
kind,” with a love of travelling.
After a long courtship, he finally proposed
during a romantic trip around the Cabot Trail.
Black’s betrothed has gone back to school to
study theraputic recreation (what dat? — ed.)
at Dalhousie, putting aside her interior designer
career for the time being.
Black won’t say if his political aspirations were
kaput, but he’s currently working at Nicom
Maritime, the local division of a seaport-control
software firm, as a software consultant.
The wedding will be at the $1.2 million-assessed
Black Family Cottage on Herman’s
Island next summer.
Cottage? “OK, it’s more like a summer home,”
Black admits.
He says their current favourite thing to do as
a loving, committed couple, other than practicing
theraputic recreation, I presume, is “dodging calls
from Frank Magazine.”
If you’re asking for more opportunities to do
this, I’m certain we can oblige you.
Father of the bride
Robin Fisher.
WORSHIPPING
THE BOTTOM LINE
BY JEN U. FLECK
A BIG, FAT FRANKLAND “BAH, HUMBUG!” TO
BISHOP SUE MOXLEY, WHOSE TIGHT-FISTED
REIGN IS FAST RESEMBLING EBENEZER
SCROOGE’S ON CHRISTMAS EVE.
The region’s spiritual leader for the ever-dwindling
pocket of Anglican faith, Bishop Sue
seems more at home wearing a beancounter’s
visor than her big pointy hat.
In fact, like her predecessor (now Primate)
Fred Hiltz, Bishop Sue can favourably be compared
to a penny-pinching, parish-merging,
church-closing, bookstore-gutting, propertyrazing
corporate henchman.
The church appears to be veering away from
its loyal footsoldiers, and embracing novelty
acts like having an Anglican priest bless the
congregation’s Blackberries, and other technological
gadgets. Have you ever heard of such
foolishness?
I know if I was a commuter at the ferry terminal,
and diminutive Bishop Sue, in her big pointy
hat, was handing out Sunday service invites
(as she is wont to do for the annual PR-thingy,
imaginatively called Back To Church Sunday),
I would politely decline to take one.
While I understand the church is desperate
for warm bodies (although lots of people show
up to view the cold ones), in her single-minded
pursuit of cold, hard cash, Bishop Sue runs the
risk of alienating even some of her most loyal
flock.
Sue’s latest act of uncharitableness comes
after her Diocesan Council braintrust approved
its new budget for 2011, drawn up to
eliminate a projected $130,000 deficit.
Visit your church
before I close it.
HOLY
WRIT
Bishop Sue
in action.
With its pot of gold already allocated to the
glory of Halifax’s All Saints Cathedral, Sue’s
fellow henchmen were forced to cut costs
closer to home.
They’d already knocked down Sue’s home -
the historic Bishop’s House - plus the Diocese
office, and rammed their deal with Joe
Shannon’s nursing empire through the Utility
& Review Board after its plans were initially
kiboshed by HRM, so I guess a pound of human
flesh was required.
In their infinite enlightenment, Sue and her
Council decided to squeeze $45,000 from the
Synod Office staff budget, knowing full well
that an axe would have to fall on someone.
As Cannon Gordon Redden announced in
the November Diocesan Times, long-time
staffer Kelly Appleton courageously stepped
up to the guillotine and allowed herself to be
beheaded.
Kelly is widely known as a loyal and efficient
worker, and I’m told she volunteered to leave
her job in order to spare anyone else from losing
theirs. If only Bishop Sue, Cannon Redden,
and the rest of the Diocese Council acted with
such Christian spirit.
Kelly’s job ends a week after Christmas.
dan@atlanticfrank.ca
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 17

HYDROSTONE
CAFE STAFF
SAY WHERE’S
THE DOUGH?
BY PENNY LESS
FORMER WORKERS AT A SHUTTERED NORTH
END CAFE SAY THEY’VE BEEN STIFFED FOR
THEIR LAST PAYCHEQUES.
Patrick Doherty, who owned The
Hydrostone Cafe at 5530 Kaye Street, left
seven employees in a lurch for almost $3,000
worth of wages, they say.
Doherty was supposed to pay his staff the
week of Oct. 15, but when manager Rosemary
McKernan walked by the cafe the night
of the 16th, she noticed the windows had been
being papered, though the lights were still on
inside.
“I had a heart attack when I saw it,” said
McKernan. She put her key in the lock to go in,
but the lock had been changed, and no one
answered the door.
She says many employees had left important
items inside, including a guitar, a personal laptop,
and hundreds of dollars worth of local art.
Building owner William Alsop says Doherty
showed up the next day with a key for him.
“He just appeared here and gave me a key,
said he’d changed the locks, and said he’s closing
for a little while.”
He says Doherty is still paying rent.
A month later, McKernan says she and her
former co-workers are still in the midst of a
labour dispute.
It may have been a “hard location,” McKernan
admits, but since she’d started in June, business
had gone up 700 per cent, she says, and
they had begun to break even.
“Had (Doherty) waited one more month, he
would have been making money,” said counter
staff Moriah Rose.
“The last day, it was full all day. It was such a
good environment.”
She says one day as she and McKernan
were driving by, they noticed Doherty inside
with four others. With month-old baked goods
still sitting on the shelves, Moriah says she
asked if Doherty was “ever going to pay us.”
She says he said yes, but the people he was
meeting left quickly and awkwardly during the
confrontation.
Doherty has not returned calls from Frank.
McKernan is on EI and applying for SEED funding
to open a cafe of her own, and Moriah is
working at a Boston Pizza in Lower Sackville.
neal@atlanticfrank.ca
18 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
It was this curious chalkboard Leviticus quote that tipped Frank off to the plight
of Hydrostone Cafe workers Rosemary McKernan (left) and Moriah Rose.
NOTHING COOKING YET AT THE AGNS
NOBODY WANTED TO TAKE OVER THE
CHEAPSIDE CAFE SPACE IN THE ART GALLERY
OF NOVA SCOTIA.
But after the tenders closed Oct. 18,
Armview Restaurant and Lounge owner
George Kapetanakis bought Unni
Simensen’s equipment and put in an offer.
“We are actually looking into it, but nothing’s
official yet,” he said from the Armview early
one morning, adding: “We didn’t actually need
all the equipment.”
He said they’re already using some of it in the
rotary-gazing eatery, and took the rest “out of
the AGNS already, until the deal is for sure.”
Scanway Catering’s Simensen says it was
time for her to get out.
“There’s never any parties at the gallery any
more, and that’s why we opened, not for the
cafe,” said Simensen, who says the cafe only
did lunch.
“It was so little kitchen space, you could never
really do anything.”
“The space is potentially going to be larger,”
said Kapetanakis, “so there’s definitely some
investment that would have to go into this place.”
Kapetanakis wouldn’t get into numbers.

CRAVING A TINY SLICE OF CUBA BUT
CAN’T WING THE AIRFARE? GOOD NEWS,
HALIFAX! SWEET-FRIED PLAINTAINS WILL
SOON BE BUT A $2.25 METRO TRANSIT
BUS RIDE AWAY.
Barring any unexpected liquor-licence snafus,
Havana Nights, a new Cuban restaurant and
lounge setting up shop in the old Mexicali Rosa’s
locale at 5680 Spring Garden Road, expects
to be open for business by Friday, Nov.
26.
The second-floor eatery, owned by Cubanborn
chums Yojainy Maceo and Josvany
Rodriguez, held it’s invitation-only VIP grand
opening Nov. 19, allowing their group of selected
guests to sample a number of traditional
Cuban dishes, including Moros Y Cristianos
(rice and black beans), Masas de Cerdo Frita
(fried chunks of pork) and Picadilio a la
Habanera (Cuban style ground beef).
BY BUSTER BARR
FOOD
FOR
THOUGHT
HALIVANA
DREAMING
ANOTHER DQ MELTDOWN
IS THERE ANY SADDER SIGHT IN THE WORLD
THAN THAT OF A HAPPY FRANKLANDER
SKIPPING DOWN TO THE LOCAL ICE-CREAM
PARLOUR, ONLY TO FIND IT DARK AND
SHUTTERED?
First it was Bedford, then Tantallon, and
now the Dairy Queen on Spring Garden
Road is gone like a Dilly Bar in a fat kid’s hand.
I couldn’t reach franchise owner Bill Buotte,
but another franchisee wonders if needed renos
were just out of reach.
“He only had a short-term lease there, and
the building owner, he wasn’t going to give him
any kind of lease,” said Eugene Pettipas, the
owner of the Dairy Queen franchise on Dutch
Village Road.
There were still cakes in the freezer when an
Meredith Stanfield, Chris Haley, and Melody-Anne Klein.
Though the pork was a bit on the dry side, the
surroundings were colourful and inviting. Much
like the staff, which includes bartender Chris
“I Only Go By” Haley, a former Boston Pizza
toiler; server Melody-Anne Klein, who I un-
intrepid Frank reporter peeked inside Nov. 11,
several days after first noticing the shop was
shuttered. Calls to the shop since then have
gone unanswered. Buott, who runs the Dairy
Queen through F. & B. Buott Enterprises Inc.,
didn’t return calls to Frank.
The $664,800 building on the corner of South
Park, owned by Peter Klemronomos and
his wife Gertrude since 1969, now sits empty.
Pettipas suggested it could probably go for as
much as $3 million today, and developer Luigi
Benigni agrees.
Pettipas wonders if the short term of the lease
scared Buott from spending the hundreds of
thousands of dollars in “modernization” the franchise
would have required.
“You either have to remodel, or get out,” he
said.
The Kleronomoses’ building is in the key cor-
derstand was wooed away from the nearby
Oasis Pub; and fellow serveuse Meredith
Stanfield, a great-niece of former N.S. premier
Robert L. Stanfield, who previously worked
at Ducky’s in Dartmouth.
ner position on that block, but getting it from him
could be impossible. Gregory Arab, who owns
both properties adjacent to the Dairy Queen building,
was considering building an L-shaped building
around it in April, because the
Kleronomoses wasn’t willing to sell. Benigni also
offered to buy the erection at least once, and, “I
don’t think they’re ready to make the decision.”
If the building sold for $3 million, Benigni says,
you’d have to own both pieces of land next to it
(as Greg Arab does), and build at least 12 storeys
high, and develop 25,000 square feet of
space. Otherwise, Benigni says, “I think it’s a
waste of time.”
And if it were built as office space, you’d
need good, well-heeled commercial renters, and
“there’s no market for that.”
“Everything is relative; it doesn’t matter what
you pay for the land, as long as you can build
something and break even,” said Benigni.
“If (you can’t), you have to say to yourself,
‘Why am I doing that?’”
neal@atlanticfrank.ca
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 19

INDIAN STORE MEETS BULLDOZER
BY XXX
VAUGHAN PICTOU SAYS NOT ONLY DID THE
ACADIA FIRST NATION BAND PUSH HIM OUT OF
BUSINESS BY OPENING TWO COMPETING STORES
IN THE COMMUNITY, BUT HE ALSO RECENTLY
HAD TO WATCH HIS STORE AND THE GARAGE
BEHIND IT BEING DEMOLISHED.
“Nothing left at all. It’s gone. It’s just a clean
parking lot,” he says.
Pictou concedes he ignored five or six notices
to vacate the property. He says nine days
after the most recent one had expired (Nov. 8),
he picked up some supplies from the closed
store and left. Almost immediately, “I got a call,
and they said, ‘They just put an excavator
through your building!’”
Chief Debbie Robinson, one of the longest-serving
chiefs in Canada, and the rest of
the band council, has been “after it and after it,”
Pictou says.
“They say it’s abandoned, but it’s not, I use it
as my shop. It’s a commercial spot on Starrs
Road (the community’s main drag). It’s a prime
location,” he said, suggesting the band wants
to develop it.
Chief Debbie did not reply to Frank’s requests
for comment.
Billy Bartlett, who bought the two-bay, 12year-old
garage behind the store from Pictou
to keep appliances and other material for his
five apartment buildings on the reserve, says
at least Vaughan had some notice the building
was going to be demolished.
“Nothing was done, in any way shape or form
(to notify me); it was just retarded,” said Bartlett.
“It’s bullying, that’s what I’d call it.”
As the legal owner of the garage, he should
have been getting the same notices as Vaughan,
he says, adding he’s out thousands of dollars
and has lost an important revenue stream as
well; he planned to rent the garage out as vehicle
storage over the winter.
“I just wanted to know about it, and now I’ve
got lawyer expenses, and I’ve lost all my stuff,”
Billy says.
Bartlett says he called the police to stop the
demolition, but when they showed up they told
him it was a civil matter. Mind you, his building
had already been flattened.
Both Pictou and Bartlett say there have been
no sincere attempts at compensation.
“They could have negotiated this with me and
Vaughan and had this resolved easily,” Bartlett
says.
One offer was made to Pictou: a number so
low, Bartlett says he wouldn’t have taken it for
the smaller garage building, let alone the two
buildings together.
They say after the demolition, the band refused
to return either man’s calls.
20 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
“(Acadia Band) wouldn’t even take the phone
calls three hours later. (Chief Debbie Robinson)
wouldn’t even talk with the police three hours
later, and when I finally did discuss it with (the
band), they said, ‘Don’t worry, everything will
be fine.’”
Bartlett is worried.
“I know people who got their land expropriated
from them, and it worked A-1 in the worst
case scenario: they broke even; but now I don’t
know what the situation is. They can tie me up
in court, and I’ll use up all my money.”
Pictou is more philosophical.
“I’m almost 60 years old, so I don’t get upset
any more,” he said.
“I get a lawyer and deal with it.”
neal@atlanticfrank.ca
PRECISION RUNS OUT OF TAPE
THE COMPANY THAT INVENTED THE ATV
LIVE EYE AND MILITARY VIDEO FITTINGS
FOR FRIGATES HAS SUNK.
“Nobody wants to support a local business
anymore,” says former manager Peter
MacDonald.
PCI Precision Camera, at 201 Brownlow
Ave. in Burnside, was a professional video,
audio, and technical supply company, with such
clients as CTV, Global, and the Canadian Navy.
MacDonald says he was caught off-guard
Monday, but not too surprised, when he got a
call from Precision headquarters in Toronto,
telling him to shut ’er down.
Though he’s working for the receivers, he
admitted, at this point, “I’m not really sure what
I’m supposed to be doing. I’m left in limbo.”
He assumes they’ll just sell off the stock, and
close the location entirely.
ING Real Estate, which owns the building,
wouldn’t say whether PCI had been paying their
rent.
MacDonald started the business in 1994 as
PemTek Technologies, and sold to Precision
Camera in 1999. With the shutdown, he, his
brother Ron, and two other employees, all with
more than 10 years experience, are out of jobs.
They’ve seen a huge decline, MacDonald said,
and it had been a while since they’d even been
a break-even business.
“Our bread and butter stuff, small cameras,
tapes, has virtually died out, because people
just order stuff on the internet,” he says.
PCI installed all the new television studio equipment
for the NSCC Waterfront Campus in
Dartmouth, and at one time was a major supplier
of AV equipment to schools in Halifax. And
15 years ago, it was designing monitoring systems
for Navy frigates.
“And the ATV Live Eye, well, that was designed
before any of the web cameras were
started, back in ’94,” MacDonald boasts.
But the local big-ticket contracts have all but
petered out, with even core customers like CTV
and Global cutting back. Global’s engineering
manager Dennis Disque admits the station has
been going directly through companies like Sony
more and more, or ordering online.
“It’s the day of the internet, isn’t it? It’s probably
one of the reasons smaller dealers are
being squeezed out of the middle,” he said.
But Disque says he’ll miss dealing with Peter,
who he’s known for almost 30 years.
“I’m sorry to see people like that go, because
they have connections with suppliers that I can’t
have, and they can provide a loaner,” he said.
“Peter’s a survivor. That’s why I like dealing
with people like Peter. He’ll bounce right back.”
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THE DOPE ON THE QUEENS COUNCILLOR
BY MARY JAYNE
A QUEENS MUNICIPAL COUNCILLOR BELIEVES
SHE’S THE TARGET OF A SMEAR CAMPAIGN
WHICH AIMS TO DAMAGE HER CHANCES OF
BECOMING MAYOR IN 2012.
Schoolteacher Darlene Norman, who represents
the Port Mouton area, wonders why
someone would contact my organ to relay a
recent conversation she had with District Five
Councillor Mervin Hartlen’s wife Bernadette,
during which Bernadette accused her
of bringing marijuana to a municipal conference
some years back.
A likely faceoff in the next municipal election
pits Darlene against retired surveyor Mervin for
the mayor’s chair, which is currently held by
John Leefe.
The convo in question occurred when Darlene
and some of her fellow councillors were relaxing
in a Sydney hotel room during the annual
Union of Nova Scotia Municipalities convention
in October. As Darlene tells it, Bernadette
reminisced aloud about the time Darlene dropped
her purse on the floor at a long-past Montreal
convention, and Bernadette spotted a stash of
pot inside.
“I said to her, ‘You’re crazy’,” Darlene tells me,
CATCHING UP ON THE
JUDGE SCANLAN CASE
IT MAY BE NEWS TO ALLNOVASCOTIA.COM AND nal Code criteria, the aforementioned RCMP
THE CHRONICLE HERALD, BUT SUPREME documents indicate Ted told them he knew Pe-
COURT BENCHWARMER TED
ter MacKay personally and was going to con-
SCANLAN’S RECENT JUDICIAL
REASSIGNMENT RESULTING FROM
A CANADIAN JUDICIAL COUNCIL
CONDUCT PROBE DOESN’T COME
AS A HUGE SURPRISE HERE AT THE
tact the minister and possibly make
arrangements for the folks at Foreign
Affairs to contact the British
Military regarding Gary.
Ted’s longstanding ties to Pictou
County’s powerful MacKay clan
FRANK BUNKER, GIVEN I FIRST
are hardly a secret. In 1988, Ted
REPORTED ON THE CJC MATTER
served as campaign manager to Pe-
TWO YEARS AGO.
ter’s dad Elmer MacKay, a
You may recall that it was back
Mulroney-era cabinet minister.
When asked about this, via court
in Frank 544 that I told you Texas
spokesthingy John Piccolo, two
oil engineer Gary Willmore
planned to file a complaint with the
years ago, Ted assured me he could
not, would not, and did not contact
august legal body regarding RCMP
the Central Nova MP Peter.
documents stating Ted threatened Ted Scanlan
to use his political pull with then-
In May 2009 Ted declined to comment
on a report I’d received (Frank 559) argu-
Foreign Affairs minister Peter MacKay to
ing that the CJC had received Gary’s complaint
settle a personal matter involving former secret-agent
man Gary and his now ex-wife,
and had commenced an investigation.
Does Frank Know?
Crown prosecutor Karen Quigley back in
atlanticfrank@eastlink.ca
January 2007.
Ted and Karen, serial divorcers currently
married to one another, were in a relationship at
the time.
DR. JUDY’S TROUBLES
Drawing on Gary’s connections to the British
Special Air Service (SAS), one of the
world’s best-known and well-respected elite
forces ops — Karen once stated he had experience
as “a sniper and explosives expert” —
Ted argued Gary had the means to make good
on an alleged threat contained in an email to
Karen.
When the cops failed to lay charges arguing
that the so-called threat failed to meet Crimi-
MORE TROUBLE FOR SOUTH END HEAD-
SHRINKER DR. JUDY MILLS.
Earlier this month, the Bank of Nova Scotia
filed suit against Dr. Judy — the ex-wife of provincial
Deputy Minister Rick Williams and
the estranged wife of Ecology Action Centre
policy director Mark Butler — alleging she’s
defaulted on a $320,000 personal credit agreement
inked in June 2009.
adding: “I might smoke pot, but I do not take it to
anything that involves my duties on council...
besides, that would’ve meant taking it on a plane,
for fuck’s sake.”
For his part, Milton-area representative
Mervin says “things... came up about all kinds
of different things” that night at the Days Inn. In
a subsequent e-mail, Darlene called the situation
disheartening.
“What is most annoying is that the contents of
that email seem to indicate that someone who I
view as a team member on council is far from
that,” Darlene writes.
andrew@atlanticfrank.ca
SPEAKING
OF KAREN...
WHEN ASKED ABOUT KAREN QUIGLEY’S
RECENT AND SEEMINGLY LENGTHY ABSENCE
FROM HER HUBTOWN OFFICE, PUBLIC
PROSECUTION SPOKESTHINGY CHRIS HANSEN
HAD NOTHING TO SAY ON THE MATTER EXCEPT
TO ASSURE ME THAT KAREN IS STILL V. MUCH
EMPLOYED BY THE DEPARTMENT AND CONTINUES
TO BE BASED OUT OF TRURO.
I was unable to reach Karen — or anyone at
her office, for that matter — prior to press time;
no one there seems to know how to answer
the phone. Go figure.
That said, I wasn’t able to ask her why, exactly,
she hasn’t been around of late. I’m told
she’s been out of the office for more than a
month.
Don’t worry, though, I’m told she’s fine. In fact,
she and her fourth husband, Supreme Court
Justice Ted Scanlan were spotted on the
steps of the Liberty County Courthouse in
Texas in the past couple of weeks.
Word has it the trip revolved around divorcesettlement
concerns involving Karen’s third exhusband,
Limey oil engineer Gary Willmore,
who’s writing a book about their epic, crossborder
divorce battle.
The lawsuit states that Judy and Mark executed
a retail collateral mortgage on their Grant
Street home off Tower Road as security.
Bank-filed documents located at the Halifax
Law Courts allege Judy, whose licence was
suspended by the N.S. College of Physicians
& Surgeons in April, defaulted on the agreement
on June 1 and by Sept. 30 owed rougly
$317,000.
The bank is now seeking payment in full and
is prepared to initiate foreclosure proceedings
if it doesn’t get it.
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 21

MARK D’S
BANKRUPTCY
DISBARRED HALIFAX LEGAL BEAGLE A. MARK
DAVID HAS FILED FOR BANKRUPTCY.
In documents housed with the Office of the
Superintendent of Bankruptcy Mark, who’s
set to turn 51 on Dec. 2, blames “loss of major
employment” for his financial woes.
It was widely reported last year that Mark, a
1982 Dal Law grad who received his Q.C. designation
in 2003, consented to disbarment after
the N.S. Barrister’s Society found he’d
breached nine chapters of the Legal Ethics
Handbook.
Claiming his actions (which included assisting
a client in “apparently dishonest conduct”)
“damaged the honour and integrity of the entire
legal profession,” the Society repossessed his
legal sheepskin and ordered him to cough up
$300K and change in costs.
That sum is the largest single debt on Mark’s
list of claimed liabilities, which total just under
$445,000.
Included in that list is approximately $66,000
owed to the Taxman (documents also indicate
Mark has been subject to a CRA garnishment)
and $35,000 owing to Ridgewood Drive denizen
R.B. Cameron.
Also on the list of debtors is Upper Tantallon
resident Michael Meisner.
Earlier this year, Michael and his numbered
company - 2323230 Nova Scotia Limited -
named Mark as a defendant in a lawsuit filed
against the CanGlobe Financial Group and
CanGlobe International Capital, an alleged
Ponzi scheme, as well as bookkeeper Doug
Rudolph, Doug’s dentist brother Dr. Gordie
Rudolph, a numbered company operated by
Gordie and Rosebank Avenue denizen Richard
Connolly, and businessman Peter Mill.
Michael’s ongoing suit, which claims he invested
over $800,000 with CanGlobe, identifies
Mark as the company’s lawyer.
No financial figure is attached to Michael’s
name in Mark’s bankruptcy documents, which
lists $75,000 in claimed assets, including
$71,000 in BMO Nesbitt Burns holdings and
$4,000 worth of furniture.
The deed to the David abode, located at 45
Chartwell Lane, remains solely in wife
Susan’s name and therefore does not form part
of Mark’s estate.
A $383,000 foreclosure action filed by the TD
Bank, which holds the 2009 mortgage to Susan’s
pad, was discontinued Nov. 17, thereby cancelling
a Nov. 19 foreclosure sale at the Halifax
Law Courts.
Does Frank Know?
atlanticfrank@eastlink.ca
22 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
BY K. INKY
CHLOE, THE MYSTERIOUS FIGURE BEHIND THE
SECRETS OF A HALIFAX COURTESAN BLOG
(FRANK 594), IS APPARENTLY CALLING IT A
DAY.
“Alas, dear readers, this blog came to public
light far too quickly, garnering the wrong kind of
attention that did not die off as I expected it
would,” writes Chloe in a November 1 posting.
“Thank you for all your love and support, and
I shall continue my private correspondence with
those of you whom I’ve chosen.”
The unwanted attention she speaks of apparently
came as a result of my mid-Septem-
CHATTER THAT A FOURSOME OF SOUTH
SHORE REGIONAL SCHOOL BOARD
WOMEN HAD A STAR-STRUCK TRIP TO NEW
YORK IS ALL TALK, SAYS THE HUSBAND OF
ONE OF THE UPSTANDING LADIES.
A tipster told Frank that Joyce Veinot-
Gates, “a principal on leave,” Barb Cochrane,
“a consultant you can never get on the phone,”
and two retired members, Trudy Johnson from
LaHave and Yvonne Johnson, were in the
Big Apple and on the Regis and Kelly show
audience on the SSRSB dime.
In fact, only three of the ladies went to the
show, and only one works at the school board.
ber scribblings on the topic. At the time, I mused
that claims about her spectacular exploits as
an exclusive call girl seemed a bit far-fetched.
With a house in the suburbs and a tricked-out
condo on the Halifax Waterfront — complete
with a soundproofed so-called “play area” —
Chloe seemed to be the sort of animal not likely
to exist outside of massive urban centres like
New York or Hong Kong.
A bit of sleuthing by a private eye friend of
mine seems to support my initial hypothesis that
“Chloe” is the invention of a starry-eyed office
drone. An IP address trace finds that our gal
launched the site from a computer registered to
the Government of Canada.
andrew@atlanticfrank.ca
TELLING TALES OUT OF SCHOOL
OH, OWE!
KATHLEEN KIERANS ISN’T JUST AN
ACCUSED DRUG MULE, SHE’S AN AL-
LEGED LOAN DEFAULTER.
Jimmy Melvin, Jr.’s sometime
lovetoy allegedly owes the Royal
Bank of Canada $17,656.59, and has
never set foot in court to defend herself
on this charge. Her consistent disappearing
act in this case has led the
Royal Bank’s lawyer, John S.
Fitzpatrick of Boyne Clarke LLP, to
ask for an order of substituted service
— meaning she can be found guilty
of defaulting without ever entering a
courtroom.
Kierans, the daughter of King’s College
vice-president Kim and King’s
humanities prof Ken, is facing several
counts of hashish, marijuana and
valium trafficking.
According to Barb’s hubby James, Johnson
and Rafuse are indeed retired, but so is Veinot-
Gates. The only one still working for the SSRSB
was his wife, Barb, “Who works like a dog,”
and she made a special request for four days
off so that she could meet her friends there.
She paid to get there herself, as did the rest of
group, he says.
As for the show, Barb C., Yvonne R., and
Joyce V-G proudly flapped the Nova Scotia
flag in front of Regis and Kelly’s 3,206,000 vapid
American viewers. Trudy didn’t attend.
There. I hope that settles that, and that the
gals had fun. I would have been snoring in the
aisles, or clawing my eyes out.
neal@atlanticfrank.ca
JONATHAN
READER Murdered:
August 7, 2005
(19 years old)
AS OF
November
20, 2010...
1 9 3 1
DAYS
WITHOUT AN
ARREST

SO, WHAT’S A BRIGHT YOUNG THING
DOING IN A PLACE LIKE THIS?
BY P. NUTT-GALLERY
TONGUES WAGGED AND EYELIDS
DROOPED AT THE TRADE CENTRE ATLANTIC
JUNIOR CLUB LOVE-IN, OTHERWISE
KNOWN AS FUSION’S GO AWARDS GALA.
The Nov. 6 awards ceremony was in a tiny
little room in the current, shabby and claustrophobic
World Trade & Convention Centre.
The GO gala had everything a young progressive,
single-minded 20-40-year-old ... new convention
centre new convention centre new
convention centre ... sorry. They got me for a
minute there.
Fusion showcased its downward spiral in
the basement of the good ol’ WTC, promenading
its deterioration from a slightly smarmy, but
slightly smart group of young pro-business,
pro-development club members, to an endless
parade of Teddy Ruxpins repeating and repeating
refrains celebrating the blind genius and
definite perfection of the infallible concept and
inevitable coming of the great NEW CONVEN-
TION CENTRE.
After checking our coats, we all got nametags,
on which words like “progress,” “vision,” “prosper”
and “a million other meaningless
buzzwords” were printed.
We played games with these, matching our
words with other funsters. I won a prize, but
they were out of prizes. Hmm.
Mingling confirmed what I had thought: most
of the non-sponsor or non-nominee people in
attendance, such people as Ivan Nickerson,
from Hamachi House, a young couple from
Calgary who have been in Halifax for less
than a month, and lovely realtor Charlotte
Hansen, really couldn’t say what they’d expected
when they’d bought their $50 tickets, or
what the event was really about.
It might have been about the food, but maybe
not. I made a young boy shed a single fearful
tear when I asked for a second fried Chinese
dumpling. “I can’t give you more than one,” he
said. “I’ll get in *side to side glance* ... trouble!”
Soon, the clinking of host Pardis Parker’s brillo
voice told us it was time to sit down for the
Indianapolis 500 of award ceremonies. He
warmed up the crowds with jokes about expense
accounts, and something about racism.
New Fusion chair Jen Berry began crying
almost immediately as she clutched the green
“GO” flag during her thank you’s to the organizers
of the event. The Fusion Dream Wall had a lot of good ideas on it;
CONTINUED ON PAGE 24
the kind that would fester at HRM council for years and then be dropped.
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 23

BLOWN FUSION!
IT COULD HAVE BEEN A NIGHT OF CELEBRATING GREAT YOUNG FOLKS DOING POSITIVE
THINGS IN A CITY THAT DESPERATELY NEEDS YOUNG PEOPLE TO DO GREAT THINGS.
But it was more a night of old people telling young people to take scads of public money
in a huge dump truck onto the old Herald site and burn it in a huge, pointless bonfire.
Metaphorically, of course.
BRIGHT, FROM PREVIOUS PAGE
Once the green flag was waved, it was a
slow start, with Premier Dull Dexter zombiemoaning
between belches about the “mess
we’ve inherited” and how not building a new
convention centre was “not an option.” Mayor
Peter Kelly, with his foot a little firmer on the
gas, and a slightly less symmetrical face, said
he’d give anything for one night alone with a
new convention centre. Stomachs churned.
We’ll list the awards in a little box somewhere,
and you can get as much entertainment from
reading them as we got spending an hour hearing
them.
The horrible crash during the event happened
when Parker was stopped because he’d gone
so fast that the people running the AV material
needed 10 minutes to catch up. He joked awkwardly
about them sucking at their jobs, stood
24 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
Franken-Derek Simon (left),
lawyerwith BurchellHayman
Parish and Fusion’s
legal beagle, charms
one guest
and seems to
horrify another.
quietly for three minutes, asked the AV team if
they were ready, then started a joke about a
woman running horrified from him because she
thinks he’s going to rape her, and he thinks they’re
having a foot race. True punchline: hilariously
tepid response to a rape joke in an event for an
organization that seems to be mostly young
women.
The AV club figured out their presentation,
more people won, and I longed for a fifth beer.
At the end, the event organizers went up and
got teary about their pride in the organization.
Director of events Bobbi Jo Hawkes cried
when she was talking about setting up the GO
event. Co-chair Leslie Chandler played it cool.
Monica Njoku knocked Leslie Chandler’s champagne
glass off the podium, spilling broken glass
and champagne everywhere.
He didn’t say it at the end, but I think Parker
summed it up best when he said: “Everyone
Uh, hahahah, like,
isn’t Fusion,
sooooo, like, great?!?
here is here for the free food. Nobody cares.”
Not many laughs for that one, either.
Maybe because the food was iffy, and maybe
because jokes that ring true can cut deep.
AWARD WINNERS
Fusion Member Award Winner: Nadia Hinds
Ignite Award Winner: Bernard Doucet
Sustainability Award Winner: Dan Roscoe
Humanitarian Award Winner:
Lisa Weatherhead
Health and Wellness Award Winner:
Shannon Ryan
Innovation Award Winner:
Tara MacDonald and Zane Kelsall
Urban Design Award: Andy Fillmore
Newcomer Award: Charlie Hume
Metropolitan Award: Ryan Deschamps

Royal LePage “realtorextrordinaire”
Charlotte Hansen (left)
hangs out with her
silver-frocked
friend, who may
work for
Clayton
Developments.
Baby face, you’ve got the cutest little
baby... WHOA! Watch out! A rapist!
Old Fusion chair Cheryl
Stewart, Preem Darrell
Dexter and wiferoo
Kelly, and new chair
Jennifer Berry. Three
out of four will cheer
for the convention
centre on stage.
I don’t know what
any of this is about.
Next up: degreasing
for Tyler MacLeod
(left) and his
slippery
little buddy.
Ivan Nickerson, operations manager
for Hamachi House, and pal.
Awake and happy! Must be early in the night.
HRSB boardie David Finlayson & friend.
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 25

Ward and June Cleaver knew how to raise
their brood, but today’s over-stimulated
anklebiters are a new breed unto themselves.
No longer do children play cowboys and Indians,
capture the flag, or shopkeeper. More likely
than not, they will break into cars, pop Oxycotin,
swarm defenceless people on the streets, and
post naked, drunken pictures of their friends on
Facebook!
Parents may as well throw out all their old
Doctor Spock books, burn the ancient Emily
Post etiquette guides, and simply cross their
fingers. The Old World is as good as dead. In
our brave new world, everyone needs all the
help we can get. Especially if it’s for the good of
the children.
Like the saying goes, it takes a village to raise
a child, so without further ado, here is Frank’s
New Guide To Parenting....
� Outdoor ball hockey is strictly forbidden,
unless you want to raise your tyke to be a lawbreaker.
� Screaming and yelling at your own flesh
and blood is alright, as long as you continually
refer to these episodes as “Question Period.”
� Create an exciting, modern variation on the
old “Punch buggy, no punch back” car game, by
slapping your runt on the arm every time Communications
Nova Scotia issues a press release.
� If Baby has severe flatulence, and a rotten
egg smell starts to pervade the room, don’t embarrass
the child, especially in mixed company.
Just announce aloud, “Baby’s sewage treatment
plant has malfunctioned again.”
� Naturally, some parents are nervous at the
thought of their little darlings playing doctor. So,
to stave off the self-directed anatomy lessons,
teach the neighbourhood kids to play “ER.” Just
pack the pipsqueaks into a tiny room and forced
them to sit there and wait until they are tired and
groggy, and can no longer remember who they
are. To liven up the action, occasionally fake a
panic and raise the Code Orange alarm.
� To deter your bambino from associating
crime with glamour, hang a photo of Spryfield
crime boss Jimmy Melvin above your toilet,
beside a framed picture of a colostomy bag.
� If some stubborn urchin refuses to hand
over their cell phone, don’t flinch, just put them
in a Ken Fells chokehold and slam ‘em to the
floor. It’s OK, it’s not criminal assault. The State
says so.
� To promote a healthy interest in democracy,
instead of ordering your little doll to bed, use
your creepiest Stephen Harper voice to in-
26 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK DECEMBER 7, 2010
JUST NOT SO STORIES
(YES, WE MAKE THEM UP)
Frankland Guide to Parenting
form her that you are “proroguing her activities.”
� Feed your child’s curiosity by making them
guess their teacher’s salary. For sharper math
skills, have them calculate annual salary hikes,
and how much the teacher makes for each inservice
day.
� Civic duty is important. What better way to
instill pride of service than drag your kid to the
mall, and buy a $833 expresso maker, a $910
mocha loveseat, a $3,000 generator, a $2,400
digital camera, and a $113 Dance Dance Revolution
game. Tell them, “One day, this will all be
yours for free, if you get elected as an MLA to
Province House.”
� Don’t ever take the blame. Treat the young
whippersnapper like Nova Scotia Power treats
its customers, and blame every unfortunate incident
on, er, a rogue raccoon. Other excuses
that will come in handy are “salty fog,” “gay
pride flags,” and “an extreme weather event.”
� Or, take a page from Halifax police chief
Frank Beazley’s playbook. Whenever something
goes wrong, blame the media.
� One must always have hope for the future,
Chapter 11:
Dodging blame
so read your child a bedtime story about Sterling
Belliveau. If Sterling can make cabinet,
Christ, anything is possible.
� If toddler wants something and won’t stop
bawling, just holler, “What, do you think you’re
entitled to your entitlements? Who do you think
you are, the Honourable David C. Dingwall?”
� To curb the youthful obsession with accumulating
all kinds of the latest crap, show them
the 97-page MLA expense list, and use a photo
of Len Goucher on the dart board.
� Don’t worry, bullying will no longer be a
problem, now that today’s principals allow the
victims a 15-minute head start before they release
the hounds.
� Forget counting sheep! Introduce fiscal responsibility
from the cradle, by making your little
nippers count Nova Scotia’s debt as they fall
asleep.
� � �
Remember, parents, these early formative
years are crucial. Once puberty strikes, your
precious little cherub turns into a terrorist overnight.

FAX ANYTIME: (902) 423-0281
LETTERS
WEB: www.atlanticfrank.ca
PO BOX 295, HALIFAX, NS B3J 2N7
Why the
long face?
15 MINUTES OF FRANK
Dear Frank:
This morning I received an email from a friend, congratulating
me on “finally” getting my picture in Frank
Magazine.
There must be some mistake, I thought. But no, I looked
and there I was, sitting beside our Defence Minister,
Peter MacKay. We were having a pleasant chat about
New Glasgow, my home town.
I admit that I am a very “experienced” Frank reader of
many years and it would make me very happy to have
a copy of this photo.
It’s a political year for me as in June I had a photo
taken with Prime Minister Harper when he was here
for the Queen’s visit.
Mary Himsl,
via email
IF I ASKED WHAT YOUR SALARY IS,
WOULD I BURST INTO FLAMES?
Dear Frank:
(Ed. note: We received the following official response to ‘Prepare For Evacuation’
in Frank 598, four days after deadline.)
Here is your answer to your request for information. I’m sorry for the delay.
Your question was: Does DND have any plans to close Windsor Park in
Halifax and consolidate residential housing at Stadacona base?
At this time, the Canadian Forces Housing Agency has no plans to close
Windsor Park in Halifax and consolidate residential housing at Stadacona base.
Please let me know if you have any other questions.
Kristen Bustard,
Communications Officer,
National Defence, Ottawa
LEAVE POOR
KRISI ALONE!
Dear Frank:
re: Kristi & Chris, Luv Tourists, Frank 598.
Kristi Wenaus (N.S. Tourism Dept. jet setter —
ed.) is a devoted mother and a hard-working, independent
woman.
You should be ashamed of yourselves for publishing
articles about her personal life. You and your five
nasty articles can ruin her children’s lives, I hope you
can live with yourselves. I am appalled that any human
being can release information that could possibly
ruin someone’s life. You must make your mothers
proud.
Enjoy your conscience, gentlemen!
Suzie Mayfair
via email
FISHY
BUSINESS
Dear Frank:
re: Kristi & Chris, Luv
Tourists!
I find it hard to believe
that John Risley threw
a cool $1.1 million down
for that house on
Geldert Street for his
daughter.
Perhaps it helps to explain
why his
Clearwater fish company
is in the toilet for investors.
Hal I. Butt,
Halifax
Sometimes I yearn to
be comforted by an
experienced woman.
MORE LETTERS, PAGES 30-31
GONE BUT NOT
FORGOTTEN
Dear Frank:
I’m glad that A. Frank Grunt
finally got his education on native
people and no longer refers
to them with lowlife names
like “injun” and such.
Polly Tickal-Correct,
Sydney
Editor’s Note: A. Frank
Grunt no longer refers to anyone
by any name, at least
within the pages of my organ.
Mr. Grunt recently fled the
bunker for the bright lights of
Labrador City (Frank 596).
MESSAGE FROM
A PRODIGAL READER
Dear Frank:
In this time of great economic and political unrest and uncertainty,
I’m afraid the stress was too much and I did not renew my
subscription in a timely manner. I kept telling myself “someday I’ll
do it,” but “someday” never came. Then, out of the blue, like some
divination of things almost beyond the human ken, the complimentary
issue of your organ entered my life.
Like a scene from Brokeback Mountain or a Peter Duffy
nightmare, my ennui was penetrated repeatedly and without warning,
thrusting my consciousness almost to an astral plane, making
me mutter, “Why can’t I quit you?” without simultaneously wondering
what qualifications are required to become a HRM
speechwriter.
Then the moment passed and I was left alone, smoking a cigarette,
with a dull throbbing ache and sense of loss. This state of
affairs could not be allowed to continue.
Why, without your organ, however would I find out the news
that the mainstream media seems fit to ignore; or worse, breathlessly
prints or broadcasts a week or three later as breaking
news?
How would I track government waste at the municipal or provincial
level, raising my blood pressure to dangerously high levels?
How would I track real estate values in the South End?
How would I track Peter MacKay’s lovelife? Note to self: Can
anyone track Peter MacKay’s lovelife and do we want to? That
may be a question worth exploring in and of itself. If it gets a
movie treatment, I suggest “Brokenose MP” as a working title.
In closing, as one of your writers often says, “Cheque, please”
as a means of signing off on one of his signature rants, I must
advise you that in this case, the cheque really is in the mail.
Miss Ng Yu,
Via cyberspace
DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK 27

IN THE CRIMINAL JUSTICE SYSTEM, THE PEOPLE ARE REPRESENTED
BY THREE GROUPS: THE POLICE WHO INVESTIGATE CRIMES, THE
CROWN ATTORNEYS WHO PROSECUTE THEM, AND THE CABINET
MINISTERS WHO GET HANDED CUSHY JOBS AT MEGABUCK LAW
FIRMS DESPITE HAVING EVER PRACTICED LAW FOR ALL OF
LIKE A COUPLE WEEKS FIFTEEN YEARS AGO.
THIS STORY IS ABOUT THAT LAST ONE.
MISTER MACKAY, ARE YOU READY TO ENTER YOUR CLIENT’S PLEA?
I SHOULD THINK SO YOUR HONOUR, AFTER FOUR YEARS
STRIDING THE GLOBAL STAGE IN ONE OF THE MOST POWER-
FUL POSITIONS IN THIS ENTIRE NATION, I’D SAY I’M READY TO
HANDLE ANY CHALLENGE THIS WORLD CAN THROW AT ME!
MISTER MACKAY?
OH, SORRY, I WAS WAITING FOR THE PRIME
MINISTER TO TELL ME WHAT TO SAY.
MR HAMMOUD, YOU’VE TOLD THIS COURT THAT MY CLIENT ROBBED YOUR
CONVENIENCE STORE AND VICIOUSLY BEAT YOU... BUT ISN’T IT TRUE
THERE’S NOT ONE SCINTILLA OF EVIDENCE THAT ANY BEATING TOOK
PLACE, AND THAT YOU’RE JUST A DUPE OF 7-11 WHO’S SLANDERING THE
HONOUR OF THE BRAVE MEN AND WOMEN WHO BUY SLIM JIMS AND
MOUNTAIN DEW!!
SCREW YOU,
YOU LYING
DOUCHEBAG.
CRAP. ONE OF
THESE DAYS
THAT ONE’S
GONNA WORK
28 DECEMBER 7, 2010 ATLANTIC CANADA FRANK
LISTEN MAN - YOU SEEM LIKE A NICE GUY AND EVERYTHING,
BUT I’M THINKING MAYBE I WANT A DIFFERENT LAWYER.
I MEAN, TO TELL YOU THE
TRUTH I KINDA THOUGHT
YOU WERE THAT UGLY
PRINCE DUDE WHO JUST
GOT ENGAGED.
I’M
GUESSING.
HEY, TRUST ME - I GOT
THIS! JUST WATCH ME
CROSS-EXAMINE THIS
WITNESS!
NEVER MIND - I DIRECT THE COURT’S ATTENTION TO THE INTERIOR
LAYOUT OF MR HAMMOUD’S STORE, WHICH MAKES IT PHYSICALLY
IMPOSSIBLE FOR EVENTS TO HAVE OCCURRED AS HE DESCRIBES THEM!
FOR SOME REASON THEY
WOULDN’T LET ME IN.

BUT OKAY THEN... I MAY NOT HAVE
ANY “FACTS” OR “EVIDENCE” - BUT
WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS I CAN ALWAYS
JUST USE MY SMOOTH, HUNKY GOOD
LOOKS TO CHARM THE JURY...
...WHICH IS MADE UP ENTIRELY
OF RICH BLONDE CHICKS I USED
TO DATE?!? AWWW COME ON!!
SO UNLESS YOU HAVE SOMETHING RELEVANT TO THIS CASE
TO SAY, I SUGGEST YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND SIT DOWN!
WAIT A MINUTE - SIT DOWN...
SIT...
ROLL OVER...
GOOD DOG...
...DOG!!
OF COURSE!
THAT’S IT!!!
AND THAT IS WHY I GAVE MY CLIENT MY SACRED PLEDGE TO
DEFEND HIS COMPLETE AND UTTER INNOCENCE WITH EVERY
OUNCE OF MY STRENGTH TO THE VERY ENDS OF THE EARTH!
YEAH! RIGHT ON! I TAKE IT ALL
BACK, MAN - YOU ARE THE BEST
LAWYER IN THE ENTIRE WORLD!!!
MISTER MACKAY, IT IS OBVIOUS TO THIS COURT THAT YOU ARE
COMPLETELY UNPREPARED TO ARGUE THIS CASE... AND ALSO, SINCE
YOU’VE PUBLICLY SAID THE RUMOUR ABOUT YOU QUITTING FOR A LAW
JOB WASN’T TRUE, THE WHOLE PREMISE OF THIS PAGE DOESN’T EVEN
MAKE SENSE ANY MORE.
AWWW MAN!
FURTHERMORE, I
TOTALLY THINK YOU
LOOK LIKE THAT UGLY
PRINCE GUY TOO
ON THE NIGHT OF THE ROBBERY, MY CLIENT HAD JUST BROKEN UP WITH
HIS GIRLFRIEND - AND AS EVERYONE WHO’S EVER GONE THROUGH AN
INTENSE PERSONAL HEARTBREAK KNOWS, THE FIRST THING YOU DO
WHEN YOU BREAK UP WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS INVITE THE PRESS TO
YOUR DAD’S FARM TO TAKE SAD PICTURES OF YOU WITH A DOG!
HOWEVER, AFTER TALKING TO THE PROSECUTION FOR A COUPLE
MINUTES I’VE DECIDED TO MERGE WITH THEM INSTEAD.
HE’S TOTALLY GUILTY YOUR HONOUR!
THIS PHOTO
PROVES HIS
WHEREABOUTS
AT THE TIME IN
QUESTION!
MY CLIENT COULD NOT POSSIBLY HAVE COMMITTED THIS CRIME!
THAT REFERENCE IS
LIKE SEVEN YEARS OLD!
STILL
TOPICAL.
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MAN WITH A MESSAGE
Dear Frank:
Wow, this guy gets around. Last February in
N’Awlins for Mardi Gras and in October
onboard the Legendary Blues Cruise out of
San Diego. One thing for sure, he has no problem
letting folks know how he feels about that
particular sack of crap. Incidentally the folks
from Kansas City voted it as the best t-shirt on
the ship.
A gentleman from Alberta asked me, “Who
the hell is Peter MacKay?” I best be on the
lookout for this guy...
Watt A. Wiseguy,
Wolfville
PARENT OF THE YEAR WRITES
Dear Frank:
I am quite annoyed by the police asking for
people to report marijuana grow ops to
Crimestoppers but then not even charging
the bad guys once they catch them.
My children are taken care of a lot of the time
ABSOLUT-LY BAFFLING
Dear Frank:
Thanks for the Steve Murphy updates (Frank 598).
It’s a shame neither you nor your minions were on hand last
Saturday night (Nov. 13) to catch Breakfast Television star Cryil
Lunney being attacked by a pack of drunk cougars at Durty Nelly’s
Irish Pub! ’Twas a sight to be seen!
Frankly, I was baffled by the whole evening. One minute Cy was
there, then he wasn’t. Then he was back wearing a Hawaiian shirt!
Next time I saw him, he was once again wearing a t-shirt and a
leather jacket! It was like magic except that the t-shirt said “Got
Crabs?” No word of a lie.
If there’s one thing I learned from that night at Durty Nelly’s it’s that
I’m nowhere near hardcore enough to hang with Cyril!
P. Artie Towne,
Dartmouth
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by druggies and they were caught and I have
evidence of this but still nothing.
What is the sense of catching them if there is
no deterrent from doing it again?
Matt Urnal,
via email
JAY’S EVEN MORE GOLDEN ’CHUTE
Dear Frank:
I’ve been reading with interest your article in
the recent Frank (598) about the millionaire
goodbye club relating to the Bell Aliant platinum
parachutes handed out for the last couple
of years.
Just a quick comment: while your thoughts
are in the right area, you’re way low on some
of the money.
A specific example would be Jay Forbes,
who left back in 2006. He was there about five
years, and you have him walking away with
$1.45 million. I assume you mean that in terms
of severance, but that was only one part of his
severance. That was just his base pay for 30
months. Then there’s another $2 millionplus,
so in fact, his severance pay was about
$3.5 million, coupled with a whole bunch of
LITERARY
HINTERLAND
Dear Frank:
I was making my way back to Halifax after a
weekend of debauchery in Cape Breton when
a stopover in Whycocomagh changed my life.
OK, it didn’t change my life. But my brief encounter
at a used bookstore called Chasing
Tales most certainly pissed me off.
It was still rather early in the morning when
my luxury motor coach, driven by my dear
friend, Mr. A. Lines, let me off next to Vi’s
Restaurant for a brief respite. Having sampled
Miss Vi’s culinary creations in the past I decided
I’d be better served going on the bum for
a cigarette.
I was rummaging through the dumpster behind
the Route 66-esque greasy spoon when
my wandering eye came upon a shed
emblazoned with five letters. B-O-O-K-S.
Being a man of letters, I felt it was incumbent
upon me to take a look. I immediately regretted
that decision.
Maybe it was the smell of french fry grease
from Vi’s co-mingling with dust from the decades-old
Harlequin romance paperbacks and
spy novels, but a wave of nausea washed over
me the moment I walked in. To make matters
worse, the attention-starved shopkeep, a chap
by the name of Robert W. Cook, started jawing
at me. For the next 20 minutes I was verbally
bombarded with nonsensical ravings about geopolitical
affairs and his own personal exploits.
In short, Bobby claims to have done everything
except create the world. A top-drawer bullshitter.
I later learned that Mr. Cook and his goodlady
wife, Florence, own close to 100 acres of
land in nearby East Lake Ainslie. It’s a good
thing, because Bobby, a Vietnam-era U.S. immigrant,
needs every bit of that space to graze
his ego.
Reid Moore,
Halifax
other packages of cash, so his total compensation
for 2006 was $5.8 million and change.
That is public information in the notice of the
annual meeting of unit-holders and information
circular for the annual meeting of May 16, 2007.
Anyway, keep up the good work keeping the
heat on. These amounts of money are obscene,
but I just wanted to give you some information
that’s a little more updated.
The money’s a lot higher than you might think
it would be.
Meg A. Bucks,
Halifax

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SPARE US THE ROYAL BORE
We are not amused.
Dear Frank:
I can’t stand the way the media is milking this Prince William/Kate Middleton
engagement story to death already. Every time one of them farts from now on, Steve
“The Milkman” Murphy or someone similar will be reporting on it. Ugh.
Albert N. Victoria,
Address Unknown
Jane Lenehan
Chris Robinson
LEGAL
CONNECTIONS
Dear Frank:
You forgot to mention in your piece on Greg
Lenehan (Frank 598) that Judge Gregie is
married to Jane (McClure) Lenehan, a lawyer
in her own right, and one of several lawyers
that represented serial divorcee/prosecutor
Karen Quigley in her most recent divorce
from former secret-agent man Gary Willmore.
Greg’s recent appointment means Jane and
Karen — now Mrs. Ted Scanlan No. 4 — both
get to sleep with judges! Nice!
Oh, and speaking of Jane, you know, of
course, she’s now running her own law firm —
Lenehan & Associates — on Prince Albert
Road in Dartmouth.
If you’re looking for a good laugh, check out
the bio of Jane’s associate Chris Robinson. I
was practically in tears reading it.
“Before he decided to return to school and
pursue his law degree, Chris Robinson enjoyed
a 15-year career in banking, securities and portfolio
management ... his experience in finance,
banking and securities has proved invaluable
to both his corporate and family law clients.”
Guess he also “enjoyed” being fired from
Merrill Lynch in 2001, being fined by the Investment
Dealers Association and going
bankrupt in 2005 (Frank 531)!
Moore Info,
Dartmouth
CODE OF SILENCE
Dear Frank:
re: Did Boo Lose His Balls?,
Frank 598.
Glad you got Jamie Myra in
there this issue. I’ve heard some
things, but of course Lunenburg
will never spill on one of its own.
It’s terrible how they keep things
quiet. Keep pressing!
C. Kretts,
Lunenburg
BILLY BOB NEWS
Dear Frank:
Bought your rag the other day;
nice response by Billy Bob
McWilliams to the Herald’s John
Williams-pisses-on-the-frontpage
pic (Frank 598).
Haven’t read the whole issue
yet, but wasn’t thrilled with the
new regime’s intro letter.
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Albert Street, Halifax
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Dear Frank:
I miss John Williams.
Bryan William Martin,
Halifax
Editor’s Note: He’s still here.
MISTWEETED VETS
RISKY BUSINESS
Dear Frank:
re: Facebook exclusive,
Sam Saade
As reporters, I would think
you would be a little smarter
about posting a police officer’s
first and last name on
Facebook.
You could be putting
Const. Saade and his family
in danger.
Billy Clubb,
Halifax
THEM’S FIGHTING WORDS
Dear Frank:
re: Fems vs. Fighter, Frank 598.
I am disgusted with your article about Pictou County native
MMA fighter Jason MacKay.
You guys have a lot of nerve to print slander about other
people and if it were up to me you would all be out of jobs and
shunned from the community. You print stories about people
you don’t even know and put personal information that you
have no business even knowing, let alone displaying for public
consumption.
I am going to write letters to all the major newspapers telling
them how poor your reporting is and hopefully you will be the
people on the front cover of a newspaper being slandered.
I know you are all going to laugh and just shrug it off as I am
sure you have done with many other emails, but I hope you
know how many people you hurt and upset by printing the
things you print and I hope someday you have to endure the
emotional pain you have caused so many people.
I hope your business fails. Nothing would make me happier.
Shay M. Onyou,
New Glasgow
Dear Frank:1
N.S. Tory Leader Jamie Baillie’s Twitter entries may be
boring and unimaginative (You Are What You Tweet, Frank
596) but at least they’re devoid of any major typos.
Wish I could say the same for those posted by Cape Breton
North MLA Cecil Clarke.
His Remembrance Day Tweet elicited a few snickers of its own,
when instead of tweeting “Lest we forget,” the Honourable Member typed “Least we forget.”
Oops.
Needless to say, the Tweet very quickly vanished from cyberspace.
Medea Specialist,
Halifax
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