I HAVE BEEN TOLD I DESERVE
“A FULL LIFE THAT ISN’T JUST ABOUT FIGHTING FOR THINGS”

We all hate the Toronto Unlimited campaign. There’s nothing to like about it. Kyle Rae complained that they missed the boat in promoting Toronto as a nice place for queers to get married. (But, I mean, how could it be nicer than Edmonton?)

Nonetheless, things could be worse. From the July 5 Advocate, which I only borrow from the library and only then to marvel at its outdated, stale, middle-class-newsmagazine approach:

Magazine ad (next to blue teacup and honey jar) shows shirtless man lounging in red-upholstered convertible with the legend MIAMI

The ad copy is as bad as ours:

Four of Miami’s most popular and renown annual celebrations highlight a noteworthy calendar of events, attracting visitors from across the country and around the world.

“Most popular and renown” is the kind of error you’d expect from, say, a native Spanish speaker who thinks he can read and write English. Or somebody from the northern half of New Brunswick – but I assume they just hired the non-union Mexican equivalent of Cletus and Brandine to save on airfare.

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