Greetings, my anonymous “friends” in the blogosphere. If you're reading this, you either already know there's more out there than the average Joe knows, or you're probably on track to be visited by some decidedly “non-average” Joes who will want to know how you got here.
No, that's not a threat, that's just the truth. We live in a world that doesn't reward sticking your nose in where it doesn't belong.
I've created this blog to share with you the “truth” about Vancouver, the parts they don't talk about in the “Lonely Planet's Guide”. Vancouver, the Jewel of Western Canada, home of the 2010 Winter Olympics, an ethnically diverse quilt of cultures and people living together in harmony.
Yeah. Right.
Let's try this my way: Welcome to Vancouver, murder capital of Canada, and home to all the sick, diseased and drugged out losers the rest of Canada prefers to ship our way. Vancouver, the city of soaring rents, slums and crime, all nicely hidden away from the ivory towers of Kitsilano or Kerrisdale. Vancouver, a den of police complacency or corruption.
Vancouver, where the people keep flooding in, because the rest of the province is EVEN WORSE.
Yeah that's right, the rubes keep coming, because however bad our city is, at least there's the illusion of jobs and hope here, unlike the back-woods, dying pits of hell that are most people's only alternative.
All that would be bad enough, but let's not forget the vampires, demons and other things that go bump in the night – in other words, us. We've got this city sectioned off into tiny little fiefdoms, and many areas are little more than hunting preserves for the most dangerous game.
Who am I? Just one of you, an inhabitant of the true dark side of the city. Stay with me, and maybe we can shed some light on what you're going to see in Van-city.
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