The G8 and Me.
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Toronto has a traditional association of being known as one of the safer cities to live in. For one week, however, we were shown what life would be like if we lived in George Orwell’s famous dystopia. Security in this city was so tight that giant fences were erected around the proverbial meeting spot in the Metro Centre. Police were lining the streets and IDing pretty much everyone they thought needed to be IDed and the protesters who were hanging around the sidelines were starting to get anxious.
The most surreal experience that I had was when one citizen who was commanded to show identification by a small group of police officers, got so offended and rowdy that he whipped out a video camera and actually started live video blogging the whole experience, with gaping police officers and all. Thank you Youtube generation.
Now I have to admit, I wasn’t sure at first how to cover these two conferences. I had picked up my press pass but security was so tight that they were only letting certain circles of the media into the actual convention centre where the talks were taking place. Instead, we were placed into what is known as the Allstream centre to attend various press conferences and watch whatever discussions were taking place on a big screen in the press room. It was also an event with no clear schedule—it really did seem like it was going to be a free-for-all as far as the issues on the table were concerned. Considering that I was primarily focused on gathering information on maternal health (and we all know about Canada’s controversy here), I wasn’t exactly sure where/when to follow in what was shaping up to be a 20+ hour conversation among the top eight world leaders. I was also interested in attending the various protests that were taking place—one in particular called the All Out for Gender Justice! march seemed very intriguing.
In the end, I decided to just go with the flow and see to what my journey surmounted; with that said, I’ll mostly be writing short summaries or snippets of the different activities (as opposed to GAB’s more in depth coverage from the Women Deliver conference). So with some good advice from my buddy Russ to leave the vuvuzela at home, I took off to cover the most important summit in the world (theoretically anyways).








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