Jon Stewart has a great line about Canada. "What do we think of Canada ... we don't". With apologies to Jon Stewart, I don't call Scarborough Scarlem. I don't call it at all.
You've likely read the Star article about Scarborough politicians' frustration with being disrespected by their Toronto cousins who live west of Victoria Park Ave. Personally, I don't draw the line at Victoria Park. I use Yonge street to divvy up the city.
Five years ago I wrote about EoY and I. EoY stands for East of Yonge, and I wrote about how whenever possible, I avoid EoY completely. This has been the case my entire life. Whether it's going to school, a movie theatre, out to dinner, shopping, for a bike ride or even to a concert or sporting event, I am least comfortable when I'm EoY.
I've always lived in the 416, West of Yonge Street. My entire life is based West of Yonge. It's got nothing to do with crime rates or anything like that, it's just how the cards have fallen. It's my parents fault for raising me West of Yonge and it snowballed from there because everything I enjoyed and pursued seemed to be located West of Yonge.
I avoid Scarborough, but I have never, ever called it Scarlem.
