Bob Schwartz

October 27, 2025

The Blue Jays bar at the end of the world

Is Santa Claus a Blue Jays fan? We don’t know, but the northernmost city in Canada is filled with Blue Jays fans, a city much closer to the North Pole than Toronto. So, yeah, it would make sense if Santa was among them.

The Blue Jays bar at the end of the world

There are no roads in and out.

Only planes can get you there, and of course, boats. But that’s only if Frobisher Bay isn’t frozen over (which it is for about nine months of the year).

Canada’s northernmost city is closer to Greenland, nearer to the North Pole, than it is to Toronto.

“It feels like we’re on the moon,” Valerie Hill, general manager of The Storehouse Bar and Grill, told me in a call.

Although the residents of Iqaluit have spotty cell service, a climate that’s more fit for polar bears and almost total darkness for much of the winter — they do, during these late, exceedingly exciting October nights, have their pennant-winning Blue Jays.

And during the team’s greatest playoff run in 32 years, they mostly gather to watch in the warmth of The Storehouse Bar and Grill — one of the few watering holes in the zero-stoplight town.

In fact, more than two percent of the city’s population can be found there….

Matt Monagan, MLB.com

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October 27, 2025

Interesting photo. But did I take it or did AI make it? What is reality, man?

I took the above photo of a nearby mountain at sunrise.

(Digression: “Take” is a curious word for the act of photography. I asked my trusty fake intelligence companion Claude—no offense Claude—why we say “take” for photos. A concise answer:

The phrase “take a photo” likely comes from the early days of photography when the process literally involved “taking” something from the scene.

In early photography, you captured and fixed a unique image from reality onto a physical plate or film. The light from the scene was chemically recorded—you were essentially taking an impression or imprint of that moment. This was a one-time extraction: that specific exposure on that piece of film couldn’t be repeated.

The metaphor stuck even as photography evolved. We continue to say “take” despite now making digital copies rather than capturing something unique, because the sense of actively capturing or seizing a moment from time remains.

Other languages have similar expressions—French uses “prendre” (to take), Spanish “tomar” (to take), though some languages like German use “machen” (to make), reflecting a different metaphor.

This is a fascinating quick explanation, and I’m sure if I asked for extended analysis, I would get much more.

It is interesting that Romance languages go with take, but Germans go with “make”. Extended AI analysis would likely explain this at greater length. But this digression has gone on long enough.)

Anyone might wonder whether my taking the photo and the circumstances I described are true. I haven’t, but if I provided enough detail, an AI photo could be generated that would look something like this. Not exact, but something much like this.

Except the sun is real, the sun was really rising, the mountain is real, the sun was really casting light and dark on the mountain, I am real, and I really took the photo. I should also mention that AI is real too.

Or. A subtle Buddhist concept is to learn to treat everything as an illusion, a dream. Not that all of that, all of this, is not real, just as if it is an illusion, a dream. Which it is.

Believe me, don’t believe me, when I say that I really took the above photo of a nearby mountain at sunrise. It doesn’t matter to the mountain, or the sun, or me.

What is reality, man?

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