Source Feed: The Globe and Mail
Author: Frances Bula
Publication Date: September 18, 2024 - 06:00
Vancouver proposing immediate approval for social housing projects
September 18, 2024
Vancouver city planners are proposing that all social- and supportive-housing projects up to 18 stories be automatically approved without having to go through rezoning or public hearings, an idea that is likely to generate opposition from residents with concerns about accommodating people with mental-health and addictions issues in their neighbourhoods.But housing planners Dan Harrison and Jessie Singer say the policy, set to be released Wednesday, is a core principle of the new Vancouver Plan to make housing equitable and to ensure affordable housing is available throughout the city.
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Good morning. One month out from the U.S. election, the race is pretty much a dead heat – more on that below, along with the latest from Lebanon and Mark Carney’s potentially problematic new role.Today’s headlinesIsraeli strikes takes the war to the heart of Beirut as Hezbollah targets are hit in Lebanon’s southGazans and the families of Israeli hostages feel forgotten as the focus shifts to Lebanon and IranThe RCMP tells the foreign interference inquiry that Iran is targeting Canadian relatives of Flight 752 victims
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You don’t know. You never have gone anywhere,
they said. You have no travels. You haven’t known
women and men and customs, haven’t seen
their countries—mountains stony and low
or vast, inaccessible, covered with dawn and snow.
Their villages threatened or resting near faithful, treacherous tides.
You can’t twist and stick in their strange tongues.
Your farthest trip was from the chair to the door,
across the little creek by the bridge to the store,
to the packaged bread in cellophane with red and gold balloons.
Yes, but the wind in the treetops was the ocean.
Was sometimes the gale...
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