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Home My WebLink AboutThe Brussels Post, 1975-05-28, Page 2I Brussels Po st WEDNESDAY, MAY 28, 1975 fIRMELS ONTARIO. Serving Brussels and the surrounding community. Published each Wednesday afternoon at Brussels, Ontario by McLean Bros.Publishers, Limited. , Evelyn. Kennedy Editor Dave Robb - Advertising Member Canadian Community Newspaper Association and Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association. Subscriptions (in advance) Canada $6.00 a year, Others CCNA j,$8.00 a year, Single Copies 15 cents each. • VERIFIER ,.CLILATION be re ge No pre she for tha hon sho neig Ang even Sticks and stones Amen by Karl Schuessler My neighbor, Martin Meyer, raises pigs. One at a time. And each one has the same name. Arnold. it doesn't matter whether'the pig is a lady or a gentleman. 'It's always Arnold. Martin fattens out every one of his Arnolds to meaty pork chops and heavy hams. And then he loads up Arnold for that inevitable ride to the butchers. But before one Arnold is on the chopping block, Martin has bought another Arnold from the auction block. So he always has one. Arnold in the pig pen. The other day Martin brought me over a piece, of Arnold -- a very special piece he called head cheese. The name was enough to put me off. Head cheese. I held up the plastic bag that held the head cheese. So this is head cheese.' I twirled the bag around. It didn't look very cheesy to me'. It looked more like a roll of fat sausage --stuffed into oversize casing. With bits and pieces of meat and what have you all cohabiting together. Anrold's big head reared in frOnt of me. So that's yo re u in the, eh Arnold? What a way to go. Head and all. I thought of that old ad by one pork packing company, They used every part of the pig except the squeal. I could always take hams and chops and bacon. But I had my doubts about pig tails and pickled pig feet. But now the head? That's a little too heady for me. Martin assured' me it wasn't all head meat. "There's not that much meat on the head, you know. Mostly, jowls.” The thought of Arnold's dropping jowls didn't help raise my appetite one bit. "YOU put in the liver and the heart, too," he Said. "That's all' part of head cheese." , I twirled the plastic bag around again, "Hell, Martin, you've got two head cheese in there'. "No," he corrected nie, ."The other one in there is Blittwtirst," NOW there's enough 6dintari lien tile to knOW that Blut IS bided. And WUrst is . well Wtirst . . .sausage. Blood sausage. I couldn't 'believe it. But I knew differently. Because I can tell red when I see it. Oh, no , Arnold. They really got you this time. Blood and all. I wanted to wipe off my hands. I felt the blood of Arnold on my hands. It was bad enough I felt blood. How I'm supposed to eat it! Now isn't that going a little too far? Don't they know? Blood is sacred. Blood is life. People stand in dread of blood. It's taboo Even way back in Bible times. Just go look up Leviticus. "You shall eat none of the blood whether of bird or of beast, wherever you may live. Every person who eats any of the blood shall be cut off from his father's kin." 0 again. "The life of a creature is the blood'', NOW don't get me wrong. Pm not for going back to keeping all those old priestly lawg, just saying there's something about blood, It's hands-offlaifeitsef i, thing. Since it's so connected with I stood there. "Gee, thanks, Martin:" "I think you'll like the Bltitwdrst. It's really, like the head cheese., Only blood's added: "Yea." I could see. A good deep rich colour. Ato cnaldi winhePfleppMera, ttmirlylef ft aithinfuylficrsatt Who lets nothing go to Waste. re ialuttrethati! eitouenxrytistaiirteo. stuff. Good stuff. A imust igfiestalclil7 myp;efejnendincgess. behind mestiik my tin i had to bite, Blood and all. But tell you one thitig. These cotintr, sausage makers would do me a big favetiq they 'eydseatititsa.oge,nt tam es like head cheese and theBenc:tnrIthteant416AdoatitiSchil.t:ttiste tha bad Solar heat Down in Prince Edward Island a new addition' to the green landscape is to be a large country house with an expanse of glass roof for a solar heating ". system. Windmills will generate electric power in this unusual house - perhaps as much as 400 watts fbr lighting and appliances. Greenhouses will provide fresh vegetables, and a warmed pond will grow fish and other seafood delicacies for the table. Waste from the fish 'will provide fertilizer for the garden. How does that sound for a projection of the future? Perhaps few Canadians notice just how bright and sunny our winters really are. The fact is that there is a greater incidence of sunshine in cold Winnipeg during February, March and April than there is in Washington, D.C. Surely also if the Americans can take solar energy seriously, so can we. A program of research in the U.S.A. is budgeted at $260 million over the next five years. The Canadian government has so far budgeted less than $100,000. for solar energy projects. But prospects are good for the future of solar heating. Government and Uniyersity people are al first starting to get really serious about research on it. It seems to us that both Federal and Provincial governments could not do better than to check out the real worth of heating by the sun within the next few years. When one sees millions being 'spent for the Arts and other cultural projects we long to see more practical things given their turn, with, for instance, a few millions invested in prOjects which may lead to greater comfort for future generations. (St. Marys Journal Argus) r* all peik: of S okey's nett). tough,' A by T voca addr bride gifts eig 81 Mr. leasa veni eigh rea o orri , raigs Iueva ave ish One. The ogres bles Mrs dress press shes, of and ests all. 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