Plenty of interest in Michael Redhill’s $411.46. The winner of the $100,000 Scotiabank Giller Prize for the literary thriller Bellevue Square shared his RBC deposit slip, showing his balance upgraded to $100,411.46, juxtaposed with a shot of the book’s namesake Kensington Market park with the Al Waxman statue. Redhill confirmed in interviews that this was all the money he had to his name while trawling for work. Despite years of working with major publishers, including writing several mystery books under the name Inger Ash Wolfe—one of which was made into a movie—he’s grateful the Giller infusion will get him out of the debt cage:

Canadian showbiz hashes out an ethical blandishment. A day-long conference of screen unions, guilds and associations generated a statement about aspiring toward “an industry-wide response to sexual harassment, discrimination, bullying, and violence.” Mia Kirshner, the actress who last month wrote a scathing indictment of Harvey Weinstein, was skeptical of ACTRA’s motivations, and has been working with the Globe and Mail on a different symposium: #AfterMeToo.

“Canadian Semiaquatic Rodent Posterior Doughnut” flap results in chastened BeaverTails. Julie Van Rosendaal, a food pundit in Calgary, got a letter from the fried-dough firm for publishing a recipe for “Homemade Beaver Tails.” A change to just “Beaver Doughnuts” still wasn’t good enough for the lawyers—so, Van Rosendaal took things public while seeking suggestions for an absurdist replacement. There’s no point in changing it back—especially after things turned all apologetic:

The agony of Canada 150 won’t melt until next spring. The $5.6-million-plus rink on Parliament Hill that was originally set for recreational skating from December 7 through January 1 will now stick around until the end of February after a backlash over the expenses. Heritage Minister Mélanie Joly partly defended this last sesquicentennial gasp on the grounds that the boards and glass will then be donated to a “vulnerable” community. But prohibitions that include cellphones, food and hockey haven't enhanced the public appeal.

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The last temptation of Teenage Head. For their 40th anniversary, singles by the Ontario Place riot-inducing punk band are now commemorated on a pink vinyl compilation, Fun Comes Fast. A Lee’s Palace concert and some homecoming dates in Hamilton will follow. Friends and fans of Frankie Venom, the band’s original vocalist who died in 2008, previously lobbied for the city to erect a $200,000 statue in his honour—but the plan was shut down after an outcry over his problematic past. The rest of the band is still living to tell the tales:

“White people of the USA, most of you are racist + sexist + possibly worse.” If, as posited by Vanity Fair’s Nick Bilton, the end of the social media era is right around the corner, at least we’ll have the memories, like of New Pornographers frontman Carl Newman's U.S. Thanksgiving rant about why he prefers Canadian society. The tweets didn't sit well with some follwers—after all, Newman’s indie-rock power pop sound isn’t particularly multicultural—but his repeated reaction was to tell them to fuck off.

Lindsay Shepherd’s wild week will end with a speech. The attention that followed the 22-year-old graduate student’s censure—and subsequent apologies—for screening a TVO pronoun debate featuring Jordan Peterson, is about to be the focus of a student rally. Laurier’s campus newspaper coverage evidently led to copies being vandalized, although Shepherd gained thousands of Twitter followers for her thoughts, like how she feels it's all been about far more than gender identity issues.