The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1970-03-05, Page 4OUR POINT OF VIEW
Don't look up!
Dust and dogs normally constitute
the "perennial" problems facing
municipal councils, but Exeter appears
to have one more item to add to the list.
The latest nuisance is pigeons, and
while the feathery creatures- have always
been in that category in some respects,
their new headquarters along Main St,
have created problems a little beyond
the normal situation.
The birds appear well fed and this
creates one of the major areas of
concern. Dirty sidewalks are bad enough,
but when pedestrians become targets the
birds become even more detested.
Added to this is the fact the birds
find shelter over some awnings, and
when startled, they take off on a low
course that forces some people to duck
to avoid collisions.
Reports, of some people being badly
startled by the birds are becoming more
prevalent and a remedy is required,
That, of course, is no easy task,
Shotguns blazing away on Main St. could
create even greater problems. The use of
chemicals in birds' feed has been used in
Some places to reduce their reproductive.
abilities, and this may present a solution.
However, we're not certain that the
birds' eating spots are general enough to
make it satisfactory in this case.
However, it does appear a problem.
that council should investigate, because
it is obviously going to get worse and
raising one's eyes to view the beautiful
sky over our fair community may
become quite hazardous.
Has anyone any suggestions?
Is it sincere?
The catch-phrase, "you're
beautiful", seems to be the in thing
among many people today. We hear it
tossed off by entertainers and actors as a
kind of replacement for the old
theatrical cliche, "I love you", followed
by a smoothy kiss and mouthy smile.
We see the term "the beautiful
people" applied to groups ranging from
foot-loose teen-agers to the sophisticated
swingers in big cities.
On his show Monday, Pierre Berton
interviewed two cast members from the
very lovely musical, Hair. The girls
talked of the wonderful feeling of
fellowship, equality and caring that
existed among. the "tribe" of actors.
We're sure they felt this is a sincere loVe
relationship and we're also sure it really
is.
But one girl ended the show with
that phrase, "you're beautiful" to Pierre
Berton. It was rushed in before the
microphones were switched to the
closing music and seemed a meaningless
gesture similar to the staged kisses you
see at the Academy Awards.
Perhaps we're too critical but we
wonder how well this girl knew Pierre
and whether she really thought he was
beautiful or whether she included him
simply in the beauty of mankind, or if
she thought that the phrase was a good
part of her image. Perhaps she was
sincere but the laughter that followed
seemed to indicate it was a current joke
rather than a true compliment.
Any phrase that becomes well-used
is almost certain to lose the real meaning
it started with.
Take, for example, "How do you
do?" Who waits for an answer to that
question anymore?
If you're a church goer, how many
times have you garbled through the
psalms, repeating phrases that sing to the
beauty and splendour of the earth and
never heard a word of what was being
said.
It's a wonderful thing to be able to
give and take praise freely but to get
carried away and say "you're beautiful"
as an almost automatic close to every
conversation is going to rob the term of
its 'beautiful' meaning.
It's all a matter of awareness.
Sometimes we don't like to admit how
insincere we are. And sometimes we are
just too lazy to examine what we say.
We could be in for a -surprise. Our friends
might turn out to be really beautiful.
By L. Scott
ED NOTE: - After turning out all that
excellent copy during your visit with us
last week, Lillian, the staff agreed
"you're beautiful".
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Huron facilities, while assisting in Mr. MacNaughton's test was chief examiner Murray Holmes. If the
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Lots of Billy left in goat
Two recent letters have
accused me of something
inexcusable — losing my zest.
One was from a chap I
haven't seen since we played
together- as kids. He said a recent
column showed a negative
approach and beseeched me not
to feel that way. I think he's also
a health nut of some kind,
because he urged me not to let
any "forn" body, such as
nicotine or alcohol, to enter my
system. (You're right, Bob, your
spelling is terrible, but thanks,
anyway.)
Another was from a lady
whose daughter I -taught. She
said I sounded as though I had
the mid-winter . blues, and
cheered me by telling. me that
her daughter thought I was
great, even though she had hated
school. Thank you, too, Mam,
and I know your name, though
you didn't sign it.
But don t worry, chaps. I
might sound a trifle
misanthropic at times. I always
have. But there's plenty of billy
in the old goat yet. I don't
intend to slash my wrists. At
least, not until the present
curling bonspiel is over. I need
them.
We have a great institution at
our school for pulverizing those
February blues. Once a year, we
throw the curriculum out the
window and do something
sensible. We have a bash called
Frosty Frolics.
This year, a computer
couldn't have picked a better
day. Ten below, piles of snow,
and a brilliant sun. Everybody in
colorful garb: Boots and parkas
and scarves and hats of all hues.
The day began with a leg
auction in the gym. Girls hid
behind a curtain, with only their
legs showing. Boys bid on legs.
One French teacher, male, was
knocked down for $3.25, and
the highest bid was over $7. All
proceeds to support a foster
child in Hong Kong.
Then a grand march to the
lake, for games on the ice.
Snowshoe races, broomball in
which everything goes, including
tripping teachers at every
opportunity, tug-of-war, and just
plain horsing around and
wrestling in the snow. No holds
barred. A fine sublimation of
sex.
Other groups split for curling,
skiing, snowmobile rally for a
trip out around the islands,
snooker tournament, swimming,
skating.
The beauty of the day is that
it's so amateur. There are
experts in very field, of course.
But you could watch fat,
middle-aged teachers, eyes
bulging with horror, as they
tried downhill skiing for the first
time ever. Or little Grade 9 kids,
weighing in at SO pounds trying
to get a 40-pound curling stone
over the hog line.
Everyone back to school after
lunch for a check-in. Then a
karate demonstration. To my
amazement, and terror, I saw
three of my Grade 12 Tech boys
up there, smashing one-inch
boards with their bare knuckles
and bare feet, kicking and
chopping with blows that would
kill, flipping each other around
like pieces of rubber hose.
Cold sweat crept into my
armpits as I remembered that I'd
thought, once or twice,
of ousting these individuals,
physically, from my class. That
is a thought that will never again
cross my mind.
Afternoon. Everybody off to
the hockey game, or back to the
ski hill, or stay and watch the
basketball game, or bog off to
the poolroom. Or skating or
swimming.
All sorts of other things going
on, too. Snow sculpture.
Choosing of a snow queen. This
year, in a student body of about
1,300, with perhaps 35 Indian
students, the Queen was a
beautiful Indian girl. How's that
for a blow against the WASPS?
And so it went, with a big,
windup dance Saturday night.
But the melody lingers on.
This mid-winter madness has
the effect of literally melting the
thin red line which separates
teachers and students. How can
you maintain your dignity when
some 14-year-old girl is yelling at
you, "Sweep! Sweep, you.
dummy!" Or when some
five-foot Grade-niner stops to
help you up, when you've
sprawled in a hopeless tangle on
the ski hill?
The whole community kicks
in, with free swimming, curling
and ski tows.
We all discover that we're
human beings. Biggest discovery
of the year. Should have one
every term.
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of meat; today it's two pounds
of feed.
Although computers and
automation have increased the
productivity of humans to
sizeable degrees in recent years,
we obviously haven't kept pace
with other members of the
animal kingdom in our physical
production capabilities.
At the Sorority dance,
Friday, Mrs. C. S. MacNaughton
was telling us about the
interruption of last week's
opening of the Legislature when
a man burst through the crowd
and fell in front of her husband's
desk and commenced an abusive
attack regarding his experiences
with the Workmen's
Compensation Board following a
back injury.
Mrs. MacNaughton termed
the affair "frightening" and we
can well imagine some of the
fears which raced through her
mind.
Fortunately, the man was
hustled out before any physical
damage was done, although the
Premier's wife had to step aside
and her chair was upset in the
scuffle.
While the incident will no
doubt lead to an even greater
tightening of security measures
at such events, it is rather
frightening' to think there are
such people in our midst from
whom our politicians must be
protected.
Oddly enough, it appears the
man was drawing over $100 a
week from the Compensation
Board, and while that may not
be sufficient in his terms, there
are a great number of people
who would be well satisfied with
such remuneration.
Adding to the rather bizarre
opening was the fact two page
boys fainted on the job.
Mrs. MacNaughton reported
the opening was cut much
shorter than usual with Premier
Robarts and the scheduled
speakers from the Opposition
realizing it was perhaps testing
further fate by prolonging the
event any further.
Dear Editor,
Bill Batten in his column last
week invited letters to himself or
editor concerning some current
issue. I would like to comment
on a current situation — that of
using Sunday as a wide open day
for doing anything.
This country was built up by
many God-fearing people who
respected Sunday as a day of
rest. The permitting of sports,
etc. is the work of un-Godly
people.
While parents and older folk
should be an example to the
children, I am amazed at the
many who sanction by their
actions these Sunday activities.
The youngsters are growing
up thinking it is alright to do
anything any day of the week —
because their parents do. This is
how most heathen people live.
With the tremendous force of
evil pushing itself into every area
of living — T.V. shows,
magazines, movies, drugs, liquor,
smokes I hate to think of
conditions a decade from now
with our added permissiveness of
trampling underfoot the keeping
of the Lord's day,
We can expect more crime and
violence than has ever been
known unless lax parents
straighten up first and then
teach their children that the
Bible still says, "Fear God and
keep his Commandments."
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We were interested in the
comments by SHDHS principal
J. L. Wooden regarding the fact
students at the high school
appear to be filling in on tasks
previously handled by local
service clubs.
Getting volunteers to make
door-to-door canvasses is a
problem and no doubt the sheer
number of possibilities available
among the ranks of students
makes them a prime target for
such requests.
There's no question that
students on occasions have time
for such activities, and there's
also no question that their
energies can be put to profitable
pursuits of this nature.
However, when the canvasses
start to encroach upon study
time for upcoming exams, it is
an imposition.
The apparent lack of
enthusiasm for canvasses shown
by the service clubs once again
leads us to raise the question of
an united appeal approach to aid
the various charitable
organizations which depend
upon public donations for their
support.
Our previous investigations
into the matter revealed that
some communities of
comparable side have engineered
successful campaigns of this
nature.
With some leadership from
the service clubs in the area
there appears no reason why it
could not be done here.
It takes extra work for such a
wide-spread appeal, but it
probably involves less
expenditure of time than a
number of, canvasses and is
obviously better than no
canvasses at all — which may
well be the direction in which
we are heading.
Much of the money raised
from canvasses is used in
research, and while there are
those who question the cost of
research, there is no question
but what it pays dividends.
The Canada department of
agriculture recently released a
letter indicating the amount of
money that has been "saved" for
farmers through research.
Here are some examples:
Conquest barley was developed
and it now earns farmers
$10,000,000 more a year
because it produces higher yields
and has stronger straw and is
more resistent to disease than
many other varieties.
— CDA plant breeders have
kept one step ahead of new
wheat rust, saving farmers
$200,000,000 a year.
— CDA veterinarians save
Canada $27,000,000 every year
by controlling tuberculosis,
brucellosis and hog cholera.
— A new discovery relating to
improved storage for hatching
eggs saves the industry at least
$1,000,000 a year.
The list goes on and indicates
the need for continued research
in most areas as new diseases and
problems appear to arise almost
as quickly — or even quicker —
than existing problems are
solved.
The results of research have
also brought results to the
consumers. In the early fifties,
Canadians spent about 25
percent of their disposable
income on food, while the figure
is now less than 20 percent.
While some of our farm
friends are always quick to point
out that their returns have not
kept pace with the incomes
enjoyed by many other
Canadians, they apparently
would have faced disaster long
ago without the benefits of
research programs. Here are
some more interesting facts:
In 1941, the average poultry
flock produced 140 eggs per
hen; now a hen lays an average
of 200 eggs per year.
In 1941, the average dairy
cow produced 3,750 pounds of
milk; today it's 6,500 pounds.
In 1941, chickens ate six
pounds of feed to gain a pound
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