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Asking for more from local media

A little letter to the FreeP:

Thank you for the work of your newsroom. Hearing how PostMedia has taken over Canada, including the major newsrooms in the largest Canadian cities, I'm proud scrappy little Winnipeg has maintained an independent free press. 

If I may be so bold as to offer some suggestion/critique...

The constant air quality warnings and drought conditions we're experiencing are deeply worrying. What is equally disturbing is the general conversation around it which acknowledges the unpleasantness, blindly hopes it's temporary, and moves on, without addressing the climate change at the root of the conditions – and most importantly, that it is crucial we act in as many ways as we can as quickly as we can to do things to address it. Notably, pressuring our politicians that more pipelines are not the direction to go. 

Public transit is an important climate mitigation as well – getting people out of wasteful private vehicles into more efficient buses and onto bikes. There has been commentary in your pages on the new public transit rollout but I really want to see our politicians put their money where their mouth is. Or rather put their posteriors where their words go. I'm not interested in what Councillor Lukes has to say about plans. I want to hear how she personally experiences riding the bus. I would avidly read a series that follows each one of the councillors riding the bus regularly over a sustained period of time &nash; i.e. not just during rushhour from the suburbs to downtown and back home. 

Thanks again for working to keep Manitobans informed and for fighting to keep it local. 

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