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Torontoist is one of fourteen cities in the worldwide Gothamist network. Each Sunday, the editors of every site—from LAist to Londonist—choose their most interesting article, a list which is compiled into the network-wide feature Elsewhere In The Ist-A-Verse.

It seems like, all across the network, folks were up to no good. Maybe it was all the green beer from last weekend...

Yesterday, in a last-ditch attempt to guilt Liberals into supporting the extension of two controversial "anti-terror" laws, Stephen Harper trotted out for the media two Canadian women who lost family members in the attacks on the World Trade Centre. In case we had forgotten what 9/11 looked like, CTV Newsnet, as part of its reportage on the matter, helpfully replayed images from that day—complete with the chyron seen above and at right.

As 2006 ends and 2007 begins, the -ists look back not at the past week, but at the past year. So here it is, your Best of 2006 Spectacular. And from all of us at the -ists, happy New Year!

As we sat down to write this week's Best of the -ists post, a car blaring "21 Questions'" passed by our house. And that started us thinking about how some of the best -ist posts out there have at their hearts questions, some of which are answered, and some of which are left open. Check out the Best of the -ists from this week, and see if you agree.

Phillyist notes a fistfight between local pols that leaves one man down for the count. Jehovah's Witnesses get a Philly contributor out of bed, things get a little geeky with a film festival and geeky gets taken to a whole new galaxy when they talk with the Dragon Queen of the Dark Kingdom.

The press is all ovah Leonard and his new cd, new decade, new shades. The Scotsman has a review here. Washington Post has a review and a pic of Cohen looking like a Kabbalistic Hemigway here, and the Guardian has both a review, and an L. Cohen quiz. It all makes us want to go rent Ladies and Gentlemen Mr. Leonard Cohen, the terrific 1965 doc about young Lenny in Montreal, and crawl back into bed with a cup of coffee. Forever.