I dropped my nephew off at the condom distributing table of his high school the other morning. Business was brisk, as you can imagine whenever the potent combination of sex and freebies is offered to a teenager.

This?

Or This?

The condom distributing table is — no sacrilege intended — a godsend for adolescents like my nephew. He’s easily embarrassed when he tries to get a condom the old fashioned way– from a pharmacist. He even blushes when he tries to buy them anonymously from a dispenser.

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Well, Arizona has given us the latest twist in our national illegal immigration problem. It seems that people of all stripes are pressing the hispanic button.

My solution is fairly straight forward. Progressive liberals (or whatever they’re calling themselves these days), many of whom who love the idea of diversity but can’t stand actually being next to it, need to step up to the plate. Most of you don’t live in an Hispanic neighborhood, you don’t send your kids to schools with large Hispanic or black students, you just want the rest of us to do that so you can assuage your guilt for being white and successful.

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After an absence of seven years, I’ve been back in this wonderful city for five days. My wife, who just got her Masters in Social Work has come for a conference in group therapy techniques. She’s learning stuff, it’s a write off and we’re seeing old friends.

And I’ve been re-enjoying this extraordinary city, where I spent seven happy years writing television here and for the CBC in Toronto.

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