WRI 12: A Golden Key, A Yellow City

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Ratlines. Mounties. A Golden Key, A Yellow City. Fruit Machines, Ice Hotels and Secret Coins.

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10 Responses
  1. Francis Gasparini :

    Date: February 25, 2008 @ 10:08 am

    Secret societies have not been a particular topic of conversation on WRI, but that changes with episode 12.

    Anyone got a favorite secret society–or a least favorite one?

  2. Patrick :

    Date: February 25, 2008 @ 11:41 am

    Yellowknife is located on the North Arm of Great Slave Lake at 62°27’N and 114°22’W, 201 air km northeast of Hay River.

    Yellowknife’s name originates from the copper-wielding Chipewyan tribe which fought the Dene for many years. Organized gold mining began in the mid-1930s when Consolidated Mining and Smelting began operations at the present Miramar Con Mine site. During the gold rush days before the start of the Second World War, plywood shacks and shanties littered Latham Island, Peace River Flats and Willow Flats. The few remaining original buildings show the no-frills approach to construction.

  3. Nick :

    Date: February 25, 2008 @ 2:37 pm

    First of all, love the show…keep up the good work. Second and this note is for Mark. We met in Mexico some months ago, I am a friend of your fathers and I found your commentary on Yellowknife quite interesting. Although, I am shocked that you have not made the pilgrimage to the ‘great white north’ to see first hand such a pivotal political, social, and geographic phenomenon of your neighboring country, perhaps we can change this fact. I say “your country” because I am presently a resident of Mexico, although I hail from Seattle. My proposal to you, depending on your seriousness of your reporting is a multi-national coalition of the willing to visit Yellowknife. I volunteer to join and assist you in visiting a town where you once held the key to the city. What do you think…and then to thaw out we can sit on a beach in Panama and collect our great white thoughts. Take care….nick

  4. Ethan :

    Date: February 25, 2008 @ 7:40 pm

    Saying someone’s “Canadian” is a known euphemism for their same-sex preference.
    (At least it’s known and widely used among a certain sect of Los Angeles westsiders I’m familiar with).

  5. neil :

    Date: February 25, 2008 @ 9:32 pm

    I’ve long believed that one of the three greatest mistakes this country ever made was the failure to conquer Canada at the end of the Civil War. It would have been a piece of cake! We had the largest most powerful army in the world just sitting there. You could have put the Army of the Potomac on some trains north and there wouldn’t have been boo that the British could have done about it. Think how mighty we could have been! I’m actually going to Canada this weekend; but it will be more in the spirit of friendship, war and conquest will not be on the agenda.

  6. Mark :

    Date: February 26, 2008 @ 12:00 am

    Hey Neil - before you go, we here at WRI humbly suggest you listen (or, hopefully, re-listen) to episode 4 “Lady Pirates and Armed Irishmen.” You’ll be happy to learn that you’re not the first to suggest - or, for that matter, attempt - an assault on our chilly brethren to the North!

  7. Francis :

    Date: February 26, 2008 @ 5:22 pm

    “Yellowknife’s name originates from the copper-wielding Chipewyan tribe which fought the Dene for many years.”

    The COLOR-BLIND Chipewyan tribe?

    (For our Canadian listeners, that’s “COLOUR-BLIND”)

  8. neil :

    Date: February 29, 2008 @ 9:51 am

    Late to the game again, you did cover Canadian invasions (and lesbian pirates) in WRI 4. If only the Irish could have gotten their act together and finished the job. What a world we would be living in then!

  9. Rudy :

    Date: March 1, 2008 @ 1:08 pm

    What a treat! some good laughs on a lazy Saturday afternoon. By the way, the secret society to which I belong is so secret that I was forced by a means of torture so torturous in its severity to forget the name and location of the Society and, I might add, anyone I might never have met at meetings that might or might not have taken place…somewhere. I do remember…never mind, I’m not falling for that one!

  10. Ramona Fuhrmann :

    Date: March 18, 2008 @ 3:26 pm

    You haven’t lived until you drive the Dempster Highway, NWT.
    Drive as far north as any road in the world on a road that is made out of razor sharp slate gravel. You will get a flat and you wont see a human for 400 miles. Except in Eagle Plains, a gas station/town with about 10 inhabitants, try your luck at getting some poutine and those damn tasty ketchup chips. You betcha!
    Then drive until you get to the orange “caution” sawhorse at the bank of the Mackenzie river, and stop driving. Wait til spring for a ferry when the huge ice chunks stop flowing. Gaze at Fort McPherson in the 4am sunlight.
    Or turn around and decide you will spread your ashes at Tombstone Monument or Kluane Lake. A fine choice.
    It might be the prettiest place on earth!

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