Before there was the interweb, there was Atlantic News on the corner of Queen and…what?…in Halifax. On Tuesday morning you could get the Sunday papers from the UK for about five bucks a pop – as well as about 300 other papers and a thousand magazines – and catch up on the snippets of news you caught in the buzzy, fading arcs of shortwave propagation from the BBC World Service. You would have one of the three beers from outside Canada available at the Nova Scotia Liquor Commission, sit on the deck and have a real international news experience. I recall reading the Observer article on Vanunu in1986 on Wally’s porch at the LaMarchant Street house, thinking holy moly. Now he’s “released” and I think holy moly. 18 years ago I thought – great, another source for my nuclear doom. Now I think – who cares, everybody’s got them.