News 95.7: ACORN members push to make internet more accessible
Members of ACORN Canada held a protest in Halifax on Thursday to send a message to internet providers.
Nova Scotia ACORN started out in Sydney, Cape Breton back in 2011. In 2012, NS ACORN moved to the HRM and first started organizing in North Dartmouth. We established our North Central Halifax Chapter in May 2014 and our Dartmouth North Chapter in September 2014 -- and we will be coming soon to a neighbourhood near you!
In the meantime, we've been busy fighting back against slumlords, pushing the city to introduce landlord licensing, and campaigning for better living conditions for public housing tenants. Nova Scotia ACORN is also fighting for the return of rent control to Nova Scotia, a living wage, and affordable access to the internet.
Want to join the fight? Join ACORN!
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Members of ACORN Canada held a protest in Halifax on Thursday to send a message to internet providers.
EVAN COOLE from ACORN will talk about his group’s quest to make internet affordable for all.
GUEST: ACORN Nova Scotia co-founder Evan Coole
ACORN - an advocacy group - is calling for a return to rent control in Nova Scotia.
A national advocacy group for low- and middle-income families is urging tenants in Nova Scotia to make the reinstatement of rent control an election issue.
Nova Scotia ACORN has officially rolled out its campaign for rent control in Nova Scotia.
Dartmouth, Nova Scotia – Jessica Bastarache greets Evan Coole, organizer for ACORN Canada, at the back door of a Jackson Road low-rise in Dartmouth. There's no lock on the door of the building, and as we descend the stairs towards the basement level, signs of destruction and disrepair are everywhere.
Gaping holes have been punched and kicked in the drywall, pieces of which are ground into the hallway carpet. People have been playing tic-tac-toe on the walls with indelible markers. There are no fire extinguishers, some parts of the hallway are not lit, and exposed wires hang from the ceiling. The air is humid and stale, thick with moisture and mold.
“There's some splatter of something,” says Jessica, pointing to a sticky smear dripping down the hallway wall. “God only knows what that is.”
We crunch our way through the dimly lit hallway and stop at the apartment adjacent to Bastarache's. The lock on the door is broken, and the apartment is vacant. The smell from outside the door is one that suggests an absence of breathable oxygen, and we all reflexively recoil a half-step.
“This one here is the bad apartment. I don't know if you want to go in here,” says Bastarache as she opens the door.