On the same vein as my last rant.... The "Story of Stuff" has me thinking about one of the Go Train stops along my route to work.

The train winds its way through the unbelievable sprawl that calls itself Markham: Like an anally-expulsive developer decided to spread their seed to the four winds; devoid of any charm, little pink brick row houses as far as the eye can see, with narry a tree in sight.

The stop in question is smack in the middle of this city-planner's nightmare, with industrial sites, subdivisions and parking lots as far as the eye can see. Not even a coffee shop in sight.

Now, there was some development going on last year on a vacant lot across the street from the station. I thought, oh good ... some developer has finally got a clue and decided to build a condo or appartment building near a Go-Station. How wonderful!

How Wrong! No condo ... it's a 10-bay car wash.

Unbelievable.