RKS: A Rare Beira Wine from Portugal

Just south of the Dão wine region in Portugal you’ll find the Beira Interior Region. At best at the LCBO Vintages releases might feature a handful of wines from this region each year. Pity.

The Quinta dos Termos is from the Beira Interior and is a blend of the usual Portuguese grape suspects namely Touriga Nacional, Trincadeira, Tinta Roriz and Jaen. While you often see Jaen in Dão red blends you will not see it in Douro blends. It has good colour but is low in acidity and tannins. It is believed it is the same gape as Mencía in Spain.

Its nose is brimming with red cherry, red currants and milk chocolate. It reminds one of a Merlot from Washington State. On the palate it has moderate tannins and the cheerful cherry transcends into the palate with some home-made strawberry jam bouncing about on the finish. And it digs deeply and forcefully with a hint of pepper.

The wine is a great sipping wine and would pair well with pesto coated lamb or shrimp and okra Gumbo. An outstanding example how acids and tannins can merge and create a top rate wine at a head scratching low price. At this price Merlot lovers ditch American Merlot and give this beauty from Beira Interior a whirl. It will only improve with a couple of years of ageing and can happily rest until 2025.

(Quinta dos Termos 2017, Beira Interior DOC, Quinta dos Termos, Belmonte, Portugal, $13.95, Liquor Control Board of Ontario #14550, 750 mL, 13%, Robert K. Stephen A Little Birdie Told Me So Rating 94/100).

Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP) has been selected as the Canadian Association of Journalists 2021 recipient of the Code of Silence Award for Outstanding Achievement in Government Secrecy in the law enforcement category.

The Mounties received an unprecedented double-citation from this year’s jury. The first citation was bestowed on the RCMP for their efforts to impede journalists from covering public opposition to the logging of an old-growth forest at Fairy Creek, on Vancouver Island. In particular, the jury took note of the RCMP’s efforts to obstruct journalists’ access to the area through the use of illegal exclusion zones and other methods of obstruction. 

“This summer multiple journalists, equipped only with pens, notebooks and camera equipment, were treated like criminals by the RCMP as they did their job, which was to document police activities and to tell a story of significant public interest,” said Brent Jolly, president of the Canadian Association of Journalists (CAJ). 

“This year’s Code of Silence jury agreed that the efforts demonstrated by the RCMP to suffocate press freedom and the public’s right to know about events taking place at Fairy Creek deserves the spotlight.”  

Late last year, Fairy Creek surpassed Clayoquot Sound as the largest act of civil disobedience in Canadian history, as nearly 1,200 arrests have been made. Reports from December 2021 reveal the RCMP has spent nearly $9 million enforcing a court injunction at Fairy Creek — enforcement which saw journalists erroneously obstructed from accessing the area to report on the story. 

In July, the CAJ, in partnership with a coalition of news organizations, applied to modify the injunction instructing the RCMP not to interfere with journalists’ access absent a bona fide operational reason for doing so. The request was granted by the B.C. Supreme Court, with the presiding justice reminding the RCMP of the media’s “special role in a free and democratic society, and the necessity of avoiding undue and unnecessary interference with the journalistic function.”

This year’s Code of Silence jury also awarded the RCMP a second citation for its outstandingly poor performance with respect to adhering to the rules of Canada’s federal Access of Information Act.  

According to the materials provided to this year’s jury, the RCMP performed among the worst federal agencies in fulfilling access to information requests in accordance with mandated timelines. In its deliberations, the jury reviewed multiple examples of requests that exceeded the legislated 30-day time limit and where the agency failed to provide notice of time extensions, in direct contravention of Canada’s Access to Information Act. 

“The unwillingness of the RCMP to meet basic requirements of transparency—to which they are legally obligated—is sadly nothing new,” said Jolly. 

The force was recognized for its excessive secrecy in 2017, after failing to respond to a single request for information filed under the Access to Information Act.

“The opportunity that lies at the feet of users, however, is to work together to re-imagine what a better, functional, and more transparent system, with teeth, would look like — and to push those plans forward is long past due,” said Jolly.  

The Code of Silence Awards are presented annually by the Canadian Association of Journalists (CAJ), the Centre for Free Expression at Ryerson University (CFE), and the Canadian Journalists for Free Expression (CJFE). The intent of the awards is to call public attention to government or publicly-funded agencies that work hard to hide information to which the public has a right to under access to information legislation. 

This award completes this year’s Code of Silence program. In addition to the RCMP, Stratford City Council (municipal), the provincial government of British Columbia (provincial), and Indigenous Services Canada (federal) headlined this year’s winners

For further information, please contact: 

Brent Jolly

President, Canadian Association of Journalists

“Travels to a Different Time” : 9July1973: Off to Athens Again via Bangor, Maine: The Bus is Full of Weird People: Bearded Man Spits Into Grape Juice Bottle and it Rolls Up and Down the Aisle

We decided that Mom would come with me for a couple of weeks and then head home. We are flying into Athens via Bangor, Maine. We have tickets in hand so we are confirmed! No waiting around to see if there are no shows this time. Why Bangor? The flight is coming in from Dallas full of Holy Rollers and Bangor is a refuelling stop.

Our bus to Bangor left at 10 a.m. and we got a lift from the Platts to the bus terminal in Montreal. Why do so many weird looking people take Greyhound? We had to change buses in the terminal as the air conditioning was not working. We stopped to pick up a few passengers in Sherbrooke Quebec and soon after that it was customs. We then stopped at a series of hick towns in Maine. The temperature outside was 98. A strange old man with a big beard was sitting in font of us. He had a terrible hacking cough then spat into his bottle of grape juice and put it on the floor and it started rolling up and down the aisles making a clunking noise. Upon arrival we took a cab and checked in to the Twin Cities motel where we stayed on our way home from Frankfurt last year. We are in room 216 and had a rest as we were grunged out from bus travel. Not the better way to travel. We had a swim at the outdoor pool and dinner at the White Elephant. We ate there last year. The food was fantastic and these Yanks know how to serve a hungry teenager. I watched the late-night movie called “The Hustler” which was excellent.

10July1973: Flying to Athens with Texan Holy Rollers Hitting the Bourbon and Seven Up

We had a planeload of Baptists from Dallas to deal with. I heard, “Honey. Bourbon and Seven please.” These Baptists know how to pound back their bourbon. Well Mom and I pounded down lots of milk as who knows when I’ll see that beverage again. Mom phoned our friend Niovi in Athens and we were shocked to hear she was now divorced. It was either a ship to Varna in Bulgaria or another Greek island and we chose the Greek island of Ios.

RKS Wine: The Three Styles of Pinot Noir

Try to simplify Pinot Noir and you are asking for trouble. I like trouble.

The first style is the soft and sensual style. Low tannins with aromas of raspberry and ripe strawberries. Think Okanagan Pinot Noirs from Canada’s British Columbia such as the Pinot Noirs from Stag’s Hollow or Meyer Family Vineyards.

Then there is the full attack Pinot Noir with a robust and forceful and almost aggressive nose and palate. I have experienced this style with several Chilean Pinot Noirs particularly those from Villard.

Then there is the middle road such as Flat Rock Cellars in Niagara, Ontario. The 2020 Flat Rock Cellars Pinot Noir is neither soft and sensual nor aggressive and serves as a good example of the middle road. As for aromas think of raspberry, strawberry, black cherry and cactus pear all with a bit of edge to them. On the palate there is a bit of chalkiness perhaps courtesy of the limestone soil and no lazy tannins. It has a bit of bite to it and enough to handle Argentinian flank steak with chimichurri sauce with an Argentinian red onion salad. There is red cherry, red currants and a smidge of blackberry. It has a moderately long finish. A soft and sensual Pinot Noir makes a great sipping wine. This middle of the road Pinot Noir really calls for food. It is a youngster and if you want to wait until 2024 it will have softened but not to the degree it will lose its middle of the road genetics.

The advantage of a Pinot Noir like this one from Flat Rock is that it has the ability to match more foods than the soft and sensual or aggressive Pinot Noir. It can handle beef, lamb, chicken, duck, salmon and many pastas particularly those in rosé sauce. At $21.95 it is a good buy but at $15.95 a compelling buy.

(Flat Rock Cellars 2020 Pinot Noir, VQA Niagara Peninsula, Flat Rock Cellars, Jordan, Ontario, $15.95 ( LCBO store manager markdown from $21.95), Liquor Control Board of Ontario # 1545, 750 mL, 13.5%, Robert K. Stephen A Little Birdie Told Me So Rating 90/100).

“President”: Dirty Rotten Scoundrels in Zimbabwe Exposed in Magnificent Documentary

Dirty rotten scoundrels exist in politics just about everywhere. The United States just put one on the backburner for the time being. He tried to steal the Presidency of the United States but the military was not swayed by his fantasies of an election steal.

Matters in the 2018 election in Zimbabwe were clearer cut rife with fraud, corruption, beatings, rapes, sodomies and assassination attempts.

Robert Mugabe who we know in his declining years as a ranting and deluded tyrant was deposed in a coup by his Vice President E.P. Mnangagwa (EPM) in 2017. EPM had been in Mugabe’s cabinet and acted as advisor to Mugabe for many years so one knows immediately the cloth he is cut from. EPM announces elections for 2018 as acting President and promises they will be fair, honest and credible. Comforting words from a Mugabe hack. Like a rabid dog he turned on his handler.

EPM is running for President against Morgan Tsvangirai of the MDC Alliance who dies before the election and is succeeded by 40-year lawyer and activist Nelson Chamisa a victim of beatings and an assassination attempt or two. Such is the Mugabe tradition!

The fair, free and credible election is off the rails early on by EPM’s Zimbabwe Electoral Commission (ZEC) which is headed by a ZANU appointed justice. ZEC refuses opposing political parties a say in ballot design.

Meanwhile Chamisa is attracting thousands to his rallies. They stretch as far as the eye can see. There is hope in their eyes hoping to tear up the Mugabe and his toadies’ yoke of corruption and intimidation.

EPM’s ZANU rallies are sparse with “supporters” being trucked in from the countryside. And a day before the election Chamisa receives yet another death threat.

Any surprise Chamisa loses the vote for President? The voting tallies are quite obviously rigged helped of course by beatings, rapes and intimidation by soldiers and police supported by many afidavits. The fraud is badly managed so the election results are mathematically established to be a fix. Demonstrations erupt and live bullets are fired at demonstrators in Harare killing six. EPM sidesteps questions about who ordered live ammunition to be used. A Chamisa press conference is busted up by the army and some of his supporters carted away by police. The electoral results proceed to court for a decision and all the judges are ZANU appointed. EPM is declared the winner and installed in a grand inauguration ceremony.

If I called the results of this election as soon as Mugabe’s interim successor and toady, EPM, was appointed as President I am sure Chamisa predicted the same result but he went through the motions to show the citizens of Zimbabwe and the world the iron grip of ZANU on Zimbabwe.

I might use the terms tragic and depressing to describe this documentary but I will use “predictable” instead. Zimbabweans felt a spark of hope and joy which was crushed by a Mugabe henchman. It is only hoped that this taste of freedom remains on their palate.

Think of the film as Mr. Reformer vs. a dirty rotten bastard.

This is close to two hours but the story flies by and speaking of flying you are going to be a fly on the wall without a narrator to guide you. It is raw drama and beautifully edited into a magnificent documentary. In person showings at Ted Rogers Hot Docs Theatre in Toronto on February 23 and 24 and streaming online to devices in Canada.

Directed by Camilla Nielsson.

You can see the trailer here https://hotdocs.ca/whats-on/films/president#President

RKS Film rating 95/100.

“Travels to a Different Time” : 10August1972: Belfast, Ardrossan, Edinburgh and Unusual Security Issues in Belfast: Missed Bloody Friday by Three Weeks

So here I am a 16-year-old having breakfast at the Royal Belfast Hotel. I am sure I must look like some ratty orphaned child as I eat from silverware. Oliver Twist looking for Fagan! I love that they bring toast in a silver rack covered by a napkin to keep it warm. The staff I must say have treated me like some strange creature from a friendly planet. Can I say Irish hospitality? If they knew I was Protestant what would have happened?  I went to the post office to mail some postcards and soldiers were surrounding it. I was frisked by a British soldier who missed the stiletto in my back pocket. All this security to mail a letter? What has happened to Northern Ireland? Hatred can live anywhere but how long can people stand it? I have had enough of it.

I was happy to leave Northern Ireland and I went to the docks to catch a ferry to Ardrossan in Scotland. I wanted to leave my knapsack in storage but again security concerns say I could not do that. I walked around the port and had a pint of milk and some cookies for lunch. 5 hours on the sea and arrived at Ardrossan at 9:30 and decided to hitch to Edinburgh, I was picked up by a student and invited to stay at a house occupied by her fellow students.

11August1972; Edinburgh

I found a great room for £1.75 with breakfast. I had some herring, milk, bread and a sweet bun for breakfast on my way to find the room. I found a laundromat and washed all my clothes. Tomorrow I will visit Edinburgh Castle.

16August1972: Edinburgh and New York; Just Get Me Home Please!

I am sitting in the Port Authority in New York just back from Edinburgh. A 3 hour wait for the bus to Montreal. I could have stayed a couple of weeks more but from all this hitchhiking and from an awful trip to Northern Ireland I feel exhausted, dirty and disgusted after my trip to the “developed world”. It has been rainy, chilly, damp and more or less unchallenging as we all speak English in England, Scotland and Ireland. I miss the unknown as I experienced in Greece and Yugoslavia. I suppose my next adventure will be to Eastern Europe as I hear from a traveller or two it is almost untouched by capitalist country tourists. My type of place! In the meantime I missed several days of diary entries. I had my 17th birthday in Scotland 4 days ago but can’t remember what I did. Just get me home please.

Some say people experience unpleasant things in life for a reason. Why have I seen such turmoil and even a death in Northern Ireland? It has taught me a lesson of how politics and religion can be a deadly combination when fuelled by desperation and hatred. On the boat over to Scotland I chatted with an Irish bloke who said on July 21, 1972 19 bombs exploded in Belfast killing 19 and injuring hundreds. Lucky me for missing that by three weeks. I suddenly realized I could have been injured or killed on Bloody Friday

RKS Wine: North Coast California Dough Cabernet Sauvignon: How a State Monopoly for Liquor Distribution Mocks Us

You may have seen wine “on sale” at your LCBO. Sale most often means a whopping and quite frankly insulting $1.00 or $2.00 discount. Wow! Shiver me timbers! Then the roof gets blown off “a la State Monopoly” with manager discounts that can be as high as 30%. Beyond 30% seems a place no liquor monopoly dare tread. This Dough was one of those manager discounts. These discounts are because the wine is not selling out fast enough so new stock can be put on the shelves. Sometimes it is a couple of cases or a couple of bottles. And it is store based. It is not a matter of poor quality as I see many poor-quality wines being sold at the Liquor Control Board of Ontario without any discount.

Dough originally was on the shelves at $27.95 but with the “deep” a la State Monopoly discount it was $19.40.

On the nose somewhat of a typical California marker for Cabernet Sauvignon that being blueberry. There is also some blackberry and black cherry with a bit of smoke. The tannins are moderate and provide a good grip. We taste some blueberry on the palate. Strangely there is a bit of blue in the colour of this red wine. Is it reality or do I have a chunk of blueberry pie on my mind? The wine has a medium finish to it. Unfortunately it lacks both complexity and charm. I think it is best suited to food and let’s get American and have it with a chunk of beef.

This wine might suit a nice piece of beef

I wouldn’t pay $27.95 for this wine. The markdown does not reveal a hidden treasure at least this time.

(Dough Cabernet Sauvignon 2019, California North Coast, Dough Wines, Oakville California $19.40, LCBO # 20802, 750 mL, 14.9%, Robert K. Stephen A Little Birdie Told Me So Rating 86/100).

Dylan’s Passage of the Day: Meditation and Non-Doing

“Meditation is synonymous with the practice of non-doing. We aren’t practicing to make things perfect or to do things perfectly. Rather we practice to grasp and realize (make real for ourselves) the facts that things are already perfect, perfectly what they are. This has everything to do with holding the present moment in its fullness without imposing anything extra on it, perceiving its purity and the freshness of its potential to give rise to the next moment. Then knowing what it is, seeing as clearly as possible, and conscious of not knowing more than we actually do, we act, make a move, take a stand, take a chance.”

Jon Kabat-Zinn “Wherever you Go There You Are” Hachette Books