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Why government should encourage workers to toil from home

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   Remember the St. Lawrence Seaway?  It was a massive dig to allow ships to better bypass Montreal and its rapids by avoiding the Lachine Canal.
   Man, was that ever a waste: it wrecked lives, killed towns and to this day was never economically justifiable.
   In a few decades we'll look back at our focus on our current transportation initiatives in the same light, as the billions we spend on the Turcot interchange rebuild and new metros to the east will seem like folly.
   That's because there's far less reason to take leave home than there once was. Half of Canadian jobs are telework-compatible, according to Statscan, which reports that the 1.5 million that already work from home, a total that's exploding.
   Auto manufacturers have also famously noticed that young people are no longer owning cars in quite the same numbers as they once did, (which explains why car ads show hipsters looking at his Facebook on their dashboard) and part of that is because they need cars less for work.
   Instead of pouring big money into highway and transit improvements, Montreal should save oodles of cash by encouraging telework, something that Calgary has started in 2008 with its WORKshift program.
   Not only would such a program save huge amounts of money in transportation infrastructure, it would allow workers to spend more time with their children, it would ease traffic, help the environment, save a ton of time and it would conceivably even allow employers to pay workers slightly less, as the worker no longer needs to spend as much time and money on travel, buying new clothing and so forth.

Montreal cop show 19-2 - gratuitious Montreal location spotting porn

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   There's a new English-language TV cop show 19-2, a fictional account of the lives of police officers working their beat right here in Montreal.
   And yeah, I'ma tell you what I think about it.
   But first some questionable read-worthy preamble:
   Montreal ain't exactly a hotbed of crime these days, so some of the scenes, such as the one where the kid holds a gun on a cop are clearly overblown, but mostly they show minor crimes such as welfare folks getting drunk and fighting and tossing stuff off of balconies.
   I'm usually too drunk at that hour to discern much of what's going on so I can't give a highly-detailed analysis of the plotlines but the acting seems fine and nobody is embarrassing themselves as far as we can see.
   The cool thing about the show, of course, is spotting the many locations they show about town.
   So I'm all like:
   HEY THAT'S TUPPER! LOOK IT'S FORT! THEY'RE IN THE GRIFF!
   I am able to immediately recognize most, but not all of the scenes, so there's some Mtl-geo-porn fun in the watching, probably less fun if you're not actually from here though.
   The cop shop on William is frequently displayed and last night the convenience store on Chomedey St near St. Cat was prominent. It was supposedly run by a black woman and there was a Jamaican upstairs, not really grooving to that, but wtv. Back in the late 70s that place used to be run by a nice young guy from Hong Kong married to a local white woman, what happened to them?
   Only sorta weak point: they sure seem to get a lot of calls to go to scenes of crimes at crazy distant places from downtown, like Rouen St, kinda far considering they're supposed to be in the Griff
   It'd also be nice if they could sexify the story up, add some leggy showgirls and so forth. Right now it's about as sexy as a Steve Gallucio play and that's not a compliment. 

Quiz- and where was this?

Quiz - where was this?

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Before and after.
Answer: Smart! Yes it's 1450ish Mountain taken during the war. It is, of course, just north of Ogilvy's. It was a house of prostitution back then and the photo of the stripper at the parking lot suggests that it maintained some of its roots. 

Photos prove Montreal, not Paris, invented the bikini

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 According to conventional wisdom, the bikini - ie: two piece bathing suit - was invented by Louis Reard at a fashion show in Paris on July 5, 1946.
   However, these photos suggest that such suits were already common in Montreal by 1943 and possibly
earlier.
   These photos, taken from the Conrad Poirier collection, show Montreal women all clad in the two-piece suit in photos dated 1943.
   The pic at the top left shows a beauty pageant contestant happily modeling the two-piecer along with several
others clad in the same dual attire in the background. (Would be curious to know where in Montreal that was shot. Anybody?)
  So unless the dates on these photos are all wrong, there appears to be photographic proof that we got to the bikini well before Paris ever thought of the concept.
  Poirier would have been about 30 or 31 when these photos were taken midway through WWII.
   So while other guys were duking it out with the Krauts on muddy battlefields under skies darkened with deafening killer bombs and artillery, Poirier was back here doing his civic duty by chronicling their sisters and girlfriends.




Pollack's - why this Quebec City store was a gamechanger

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  Pollacks was a massive department store in Quebec City, so it's okay if you've never heard of it.
   Maurice Pollack was born in Russia and made a ton of dough selling his wares in Quebec City and eventually became a full-time philanthropist.
   Does anybody know what happened almost exactly 55 years ago at his store on Charest in downtown QC that changed the fate not just of his enterprise but of commercial architecture in general?
   Yes, we have a correct answer. At about noon on Wed. Feb. 4, 1959, half of a snow-laden 300-foot sign came smashing down, killing a man and a woman and injuring 10 others.
    No direct legislation came about following this dreadful accident, that I know of, and I don't know if the eventual disappearance of Pollacks was related to this event but one sees a lot fewer of these weighty signs nowadays, as lighter versions are now the norm pretty much everywhere.  

Legends of Beaubien

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   Cruise down Beaubien from Park..shift over one block south to stay on the strip... an oft-overflowing brasserie east of the Main...Depanneur PIF... church double-spired vista from St. Denis... onwards to more semi-somnolence..to the brief rubberneck-worthy Beaubien Cinema (near where Nadia Comaneci briefly lived) and then 16 acres of park and schools between 16th and 20th to Pie IX and the too-bright, Beaubien Deli with its slow waitresses and the fish joint that looks empty because it IS empty, the catchy bell-spired church... a downward slope with a concrete Quebec-sait-faire SAQ, as the street slowly narrows then rewidens and at Languedoc goes 6-lane strip-mall and white-brick Italian lowbuilds until Langelier where you hear the threnody for the scrappy strip as the sleepy hollow of parks, cemeteries and tall condo towers takes over until, finally after four kilometres, Beaubien ends at the highway to the tunnel.
   The corner of Langelier is where the last-gasp of hustle is on Beaubien and that's about where - since about 1980 - Legends, at  6440 Beaubien E. has slung its brew to the thirsty from the end of a 20-store strip mall called Atanar Place, mirrored on the other side of Beaubien by a similar jammed-in commercial strip.
   Some media are now hinting that recent events at the bar have made it ground zero for a possible future underworld showdown, as presaged in a brazen attempted robbery.
Poulin-Agostino
   That part of the east side - (it's technically in the borough of Hochelaga Maisonneuve Mercier) has fallen into a power vacuum after strongman Guiseppe Ponytail De Vito killed himself in prison with cyanide (the same Ponytail whose whose wife was found guilty of killing their two daughters.)
Bagui - killed in stabbing
   Legends had its first online dealings with the law in December 2001 when a cop noted that manager Francois Alaimo (brothers Joe Cammisano and Charlie Cammisano had owned the place from the start) had been seen with a convicted drug-dealer named Dominique Mule.
   In Nov. 2009 customers chased out a guy who was packing a gun. A few months later a big fight led to the arrest of a guy named Dany Lafleur. Then a drunk customer was found badly beaten outside and two were arrested. In March 2010 another gun-packing customer was reported and cops busted Martin Amyot for parole violations but couldn't find a weapon.
   Small stuff, but it picks up.
  In March 25, 2010 four were arrested after someone was shot in the bar. François Heng was charged with attempted murder, while Roberto Eden Piche Orantes, Rudis Castillo and Badr Khadir were charged with lesser crimes.
   The next month someone broke in after hours and stole $809 and in a separate incident, another report of a customer with a gun was called in but once again no gun was found.
Top row: Faustin, Sanon. Bottom: Polynice, Francis
    On 2 October 2010 just as the bar was closing at 3 a.m. a big fight broke involving about 15 people spilled out into the parking lot where Jonathan Poulin Agostino, 23, allegedly stabbed Abdou Bagui, 21 to death. Kevin Tunis and Thierry Ferdinand were also arrested in the case.
    The young Algerian victim was not thought to be involved in any sort of street gang and a big parade of his friends conducted a spontaneous march through the area the next day.
   The key event in this whole tapestry of drunken drama and occasional weaponry occurred when the Bloods - more specifically part of Unit 44, the elite group launched by now-deceased Harry Mytil - allegedly held the place up with a fake gun on January 23 at closing time and took off with $10,000.  
  Police shared a brief surveillance videotape with media and Jules-Marie Beaucicault, 31 and Ghandi Estimé, 29, were arrested.
   Four others are also being sought for the same crime: Bernardin Polynice, who was suspected of leading the heist, as well as Jean-Luc Sanon, Danny Francis and Leonard Faustin Etienne.

   The six, according to La Presse, were close to Mytil's associate Edrick Antoine, known as The American.
   Antoine was among those charged with killing Raynald Desjardins' right-hand man Gaetan Gosselin in January 2013. Raynald Desjardins, the ex-Rizzuto Mafioso suspected of leading an anti-Rizzuto uprising and who is now in prison.
  The current owner of the Legends, according to La Presse, is a 28-year-old who survived an attempted murder last summer and who was also acquitted on charges of hiding guns in his walls.

Montrealer's 30-year-quest to get long lost salad dressing recipe

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Who remembers the Rib Tickler?
    The rib joint on Decarie sat where Tasty Foods is now installed and was popular in the 80s.
   Indeed the place was so popular that they even sold their own labelled goods, such as salad dressing with their logo and name on it.
    One friend of Coolopolis, named Larry, enjoyed that salad dressing so much that he has been searching for its recipe ever since it closed. Apparently it was tomato-ey with sesame seeds and so forth.
    He has asked me to see if anybody could put him on the right path to finding the secret to this treasured concoction. Anybody? 

Larry Bailey - a hustler who hauled mayonnaise

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  We had sent out a call for information on a legendary local hustler named Larry Bailey, who apparently ran a ton of different scams from drug importation to real estate swindles. But instead a Coolopolis contributor sent us this portrait.
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   I first started working for Larry when a new pool hall/bar/restaurant place opened on St. Catherine West, about a block west of the Faubourg – this was around 1991 or so. The building used to be a car dealership (Chrysler/Jeep/Eagle I think, opposite BBP) and they lifted all the pool tables up to the 2nd floor using the big car-sized elevator at the back.
   A local artist called Eddie (don’t recall his last name) decorated the upstairs pool room with murals showing Hollywood stars (Marilyn, James Dean, E.T. Terminator, Alien, Elvis and so on) playing pool. I don’t recall the actual name of the place.
   Anyhow, I’d been working there for a few months and one of the managers told me he was looking for someone to work in Larry’s other place, a small café on the fringe of Westmount, opposite Westmount Square on Ste Catherine’s at Wood Ave, called “Café Hot”. It’s a Java U now, and they’ve opened up the space into the adjacent store, which used to sell prosthetics and orthotics. On the other side (towards Calories) was a higher –end audio store, and maybe one other place.
   That's where I first met Larry. The manager who hired me was an MBA student at Concordia, but he was never there. Larry would come by maybe once in the mornings to drop off food or whatever, sniff around the place and take off. There was me and one other guy (same age as me, early 20s) who pretty much ran the place. There was a Chinese cook (who lived in a rooming house not far, waiting for his refugee claim to come through) who spoke slightly fractured English; a Dominican dishwasher
(refugee claim in similar status, I think; apart from Spanish he spoke about 2 words of French) and a crazy temperamental French-Canadian cook in his late 60s. Between the 5 of us we had lots of laughs, and not a few shouting matches, but all in all it ran all right. The crowd was mostly regulars between the morning coffee-and-muffin bunch, and the soup-and-sandwich lunch rush.
   As far as Larry is concerned, I learned that he had a shady past from one of the business owners nearby; alluded to but not elaborated on by one of the brothers that ran the dry cleaners a couple of doors down. The café was an all-cash business; Friday afternoons we’d divvy up the till and pay ourselves the week’s wages out of that. The rest of the time Larry would swing by in the afternoon and pick up a pile of cash. We’d see him in the mornings when he’d pull up in his BMW and yell out the window for us to come and get the supplies. He’d have big greasy boxes of cut-price lettuce and other veg on the leather seats up front and in the back, and big cans of tuna, buckets of mayonnaise or whatever in the trunk.
 I do recall making some extra cash when we all came in on a Saturday to clean out the kitchen, repaint the whole back store, empty the freezers of dubious-looking foodstuffs and generally clean up; the place was due for a 'surprise' inspection the following week.
    Anyway, after about a year he sold the place to a Portuguese guy named Phil (actually Firmiliano(sp?)) Battista who was going to make the place run more efficiently. I left shortly after that, and that was the end of my dealings with Larry. In any case, he was always (well, mostly) friendly, not overly expressive, but enjoyed a laugh without being an actual joke-cracker. Even when he was mad about something, you never felt as if it was directed at you personally. In light of what you’ve written about him, the all-cash café which may or may not have ever turned a profit kind of makes more sense, but at the time (early 20s, making cash money, doing as we pleased) we didn't really give it a lot of thought.

John Garland, Westmount's Mr. Hockey

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   John Garland, or Johnny, as we called him, was a lifelong bachelor WWII vet who ran the Westmount Recreation department for 34 years.
   Garland died in June 2012 aged around 82 or more.
   His name was synonymous with Westmount hockey when I was growing up as I played in that house league between about '72 to '78  and we'd frequently invoke his name for a laugh as kids.
  I technically even worked for him briefly, when at the age of 17 I spent a year writing a weekly article in the Westmount Examiner about the sporting events going on in town, mainly hockey, of course.
   By this point, around 79, he was getting on in years and nearing retirement and would just sit there looking catatonic while his assistant Bob Aiken, who had a goatee, sunglasses and purple Sir George Williams jacket did the talking, and occasionally rolling his eyes disdainfully at my cool skinny ties and mod gear.
   Johnny was an awkward, quiet mumbler at best. I don't recall talking to him really ever.
   It was said that he lived for decades alone with his mother in the York Apartments on Sherbrooke just east of Grosvenor.
   I have recently heard some other things about him and was curious if others might have heard similar stories. If so, please send it to my email or in the comments.    

Quiz - why did this house in Snowdon make headlines in 1967?

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What unusual construction work at this home made headlines 47 years ago?

The Montrealer who kept the city running on time

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   Montrealer Henry Dubois tended the Canadian Pacific's clocks from 1918 until his retirement in February 1964. That tasks involved keeping 3,200 station clocks, including the big master clocks in Montreal, Quebec City, Toronto and Trois Rivieries train stations - clicking on time. He was also responsible for keeping 32 highly-sensitive clocks accurate or else face big accidents. He was replaced after retirement by A.O. Peloquin of Farnham.
   So when you're up there in the afterlife, look this guy up, he'll likely have some sort of interesting discourse on the irony of his work given the existence of eternity in the afterlife. Sure beats talking to Baldy Northcott about his two goal game versus Chicago.
*Montreal Gazette Feb. 3, 1964 p. 15

Montreal mind control guy still going strong

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   Which one of you devious Coolopolis readers can identify the mind control guy who has been active in this city since at least 1953, as seen in a photo of him taken in 1958? He had his operation at the SW corner of Querbes and St Roch, deep in the heart of Park X.  (It was an older building where the white one now stands). He is probably still active, at least he was until 2011 and seems to live in the West Island now. Anybody?

Banned in Quebec until at least 1960 - what was it?

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Photo recreation
   Adrien Dulude, 36, was fined $200 upon his arrival in Montreal by train in Windsor station from Toronto on Nov. 6, 1959 for possessing 12 units of a substance that you probably didn't know was banned in Quebec until at least 1960.
  Anybody want to guess?


  Yes! We have an answer!
   Vodka was banned in Quebec until 1960 at least, as this article from the era explains, leading Dulude to being fined for his 12 bottles.
   Premier Duplessis banned it during the Cold War, as punishment for being popular in Russia.
Al Palmer confirms the ban in Aug. 1960
   Duplessis also justified the ban by saying that vodka sales cut into Quebec-made whiskey blanc.
   Vodka was not banned in other provinces or states, as far as we know.
   The article I linked to only mentions that authorities were considering allowing its re-entry onto the Quebec booze market but did not specifically confirm whether actual Russian-made vodka would be permitted or whether domestically-produced versions thereof would be so privileged.
  We don't know when the ban began but it was still on in November  1960 and ended on Dec. 28, 1960.

Upcoming skyscrapers on Dorch

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Here's some new photos of a bunch of new buildings going up around my old stomping grounds at Dorch and Drummond. A number of condo projects are not just being hyped around that corner, they're actually getting built, including the Icon, the Habs Tower and the others. A salute to the big money guys putting hand in pocket to make this happen, as it'd be just as easy and less risky to leave their cash in the bank earning safe retrusn. Thanks to Jason Z for the pics.







Why we need to narrow our sidewalks

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The pic at left of pedestrians navigating cheek-to-jowl on a downtown Montreal street in the six-Ts (can anybody recognize where?) proves that even the most banal moment is rendered exciting on a  crowded sidewalk (see actual video footage here).
   In a misguided attempt to make life easier for pedestrians, the city widened sidewalks all over town in recent decades, notably on St. Catherine.   
   As a result, people are more distant from each other than we once were and that has led us to disconnect in a tragic way, alienation is sprouting unabated among foot-marchers in this city.
   So to compensate for the lost urban intimacy, we have loaded up with festivals that give people the excuse to stand near to strangers, alas you have to sit and watch some aging dolt blow into a saxophone or some sorta thing just to get that promixity-rush.
   Nowadays sidewalks are so wide that you could ride a couple of bikes down 'em and pedestrians would barely notice.
   Montreal pedestrians are plagued with a sick feeling of loneliness as they put shoe leather to pavement, as if they're being gobbled up by the void of the universe as you sense your distance from others around you already tied into their alienated little earbud-world.
   Mayor Coderre, you need to break the urban alienation and narrow the sidewalks again. 
   Montreal needs to return to a sense of busy-ness and vitality that comes with a good-ol' fashioned crowded urban sidewalk.

Redpath Mansion - once on the cutting edge of high-tech

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Legendarie local preservationist Mike Fish has been whipping together a little history of the lovely old Redpath Mansion in the Golden Square Mile. 
   It's now slated for demolition by the family which owns the Suburban newspaper.  They bought it in 1986 and allowed it to run down. 
   Mike Fish points out that the home is sometimes called the Frederick Redpath Mansion but it would appear that it really should be the Francis R. Redpath Mansion, as the son of the scion John Redpath was the main occupant of the home, which inexplicably went unoccupied until 1969 after his death in 1928 at age 82.
   Not sure where or where Fish's findings will be published but I'm looking forward to reading his piece.
  Little known fact: the mansion was the city's first private residence to have electric lighting, as it was fueled by a gas generator prior to electricity. 
   It was also one of the first in the city to be equipped with a telephone. Francis Redpath also proved  'imself to be an early adopter by snagging the city's second-ever car, according to his obit

Montreal musician salutes kid with autism

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Autistic people don't get in the news all that often but Montrealer Bogdan Alexandru Chiochiu - who is described as such - and also has Aspergers and bipolarity, is an exception.
   First he made news after he was put into the Lakeshore General after allegedly threatening some cops. A few months later he hit a nurse, and was put into prison where he was beaten up by another prisoner who got annoyed with his singing.
   He then spent six months at Pinel and was then transferred to the Douglas and I'm not sure where he is now. His parents wanted him back home and pointed out that it's hard for people with special psychological needs to get proper care behind bars.
  And now, as you can see above, Montreal musician Tommy Kruise has given him a starring role in his new video.Video director Martin Pariseau salutes the 25-year-old Chiochiu for being a brilliant sort of character who can apparently speak six languages and memorize lots of facts about music.
    I don't know if the song is any good, however, as the Coolopolis sound system is currently on the fritz, possibly as a result of a simian rampage. 

The Fast and the Furry Horse: Mtl street racers busted in 1914

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Photo re-enactment of police busting street racers in 1914
  A longstanding local tradition of street racing in the West End disappeared 100 years ago this month when cops started cracking down on the hellbent-for-glory riders.
  The practice had been common on Upper Lachine Rd – (now a combination of what's now Upper Lachine and  St. James St in the West End) for at least 50 years.
  Not unlike the current breed of street racers, these guys would meet Sundays and just test who had the fastest horse.
  But the road had become less rural so it was deemed unsafe and uncivil.
   Chief Campeau and Captain Marwick of the NDG police station decided to put a stop to it on Feb. 15, 1914 so they headed down in the afternoon and watched helplessly as one group of three racers just ran by at high speed. They then blocked the road to the next set of racers, who were running eastward towards the city. One of the three got by but the other two were forced to ride up to the NDG police station to be arrested .
   Then came another race involved six to eight horses and their riders behind them on carts. A couple escaped and turned back and likely returned downtown along Pullman.
   But forever after that day the horse racing tradition of the West End came to an end.
   (Those busted were: Joseph Jeannote 112 Lafontaine Park, Louis Langevin 228 Lafontaine Park, Wildy Ladouceur of 297 Gatineau in CDN and Adelard Sanscartier 403 St. Denis)

Demolition upcoming on Stanley St.

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   These two homey little buildings at 2067 and 2063 Stanley will be demolished soon for a high-rise building and gone will be the memories people had of their time therein.
Future building
   Both now belong to Dominic Triomphe Properties which has applied for the demolition papers. The one on the left was built in 1959 and the one on the right in 1953 according to city tax records. Prior to that two houses occupied the land.
    The building on the left (2067) never really found its niche while the one on the right (2063) was long known as Carmen's, a Hungarian Coffee shop-restaurant that opened under Johnny Vago around 1954 and eventually boasted 17 different types of coffee.
   It featured Villalonga Murals that were paid for with $500 worth of food but were subsequently worth much more. (I don't know what or who Villalonga is so is please share if you do.)
   It was sometimes called Georges, after the Hungarian that ran the place until at least the mid-70s when the upstairs had a lively cocktail scene after office hours, according to the newspapers of the time.
   There were a lot of Hungarian coffee houses downtown around that time but they all disappeared together pretty suddenly and it'd be interesting to know why.
   In more recent years the building became the Beer Museum and then something called Gulliver Steak House.
   The other building, 2067, flew much lower under the radar. It housed Mfrs Merchandising Import Ltd. (1955), Star Hand Laundry (1967) Le Marignan French restaurant (1980) none of which will particularly be remembered in history until now. 
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