Toronto the Good is but a mirage. The city needs strong leadership
On a recent Saturday night, I arrived home at 1 a.m. to find a car parked in front of my house. It’s unusual but not unheard of, and anyway this is Toronto, no big deal. I didn’t really notice it.
But when I left my own vehicle, two men jumped out of that parked car and rushed toward me, their heads and necks covered by those Dali masks from Netflix’s “Money Heist.” It seemed surreal, if macabre. Then the larger one put a 12-inch knife to my throat and demanded: “Give me your key, don’t make me do something I don’t want to have to do.”
These guys were pros and knew exactly what they were looking for — my Ferrari could score them a king’s ransom in Northern Africa or the Middle East.
The smart move, of course, given that my car was covered by insurance, would have been to immediately hand the key over. Thinking I would outsmart them, I handed over a different key.
My feint did not buy me even a second, and I continued on the path of utter foolishness, holding onto that key for dear life and screaming for help at the top of my lungs.
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