"Remember remember the fifth of November." Guy Fawkes, second from right, offers something for everyone.

It's funny to think of it now, but as a kid and a member of the Cub Scouts of Canada, I routinely took part in celebrating/memorializing a terrorist. To be honest, I'm not sure if we were burning Fawkes in effigy or celebrating him. I guess it was up to you. If you wanted to celebrate that a guy almost blew up the British Parliament, go right ahead, or if you wanted to celebrate that a bad guy was caught, a confession tortured out of him, a plot exposed and the devil executed, you could do that too. Either way, our desire to burn stuff was sated. Apparently, it's getting harder and harder to celebrate that gunpowder plot, even in Fawkes' home town. I only wish I had a place to burn something now but you know, in Toronto, you can only have a fire with a permit and must be at least 25 feet from any structure - which, in my current circumstance is impossible. If I move 25 feet from my house (the end of my yard) then I'm probably within 25 feet of someone else's yard. Maybe, I'll do a barbecue and pop in a copy of V for Vendetta instead.