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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Citizen, 1993-03-03, Page 5International Scene y Raymond Canon THE CITIZEN, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 3, 1993. PAGE 5. You have to wonder about our legal system The worse the society, the more law there will be. In Hell, there will be nothing but law, and due process will be meticulously observed. Grant Gilmore The law is a ass, a idiot. Charles Dickens You have to wonder about our legal system sometimes. Such as when it pops a repeat sexual psychopath and convicted child molester like Joseph Fredericks back on the street, just in time for him to abduct, rape, torture and strangle a 12-year-old boy. Such as when it wastes several days of court time and who knows how many thousands of dollars examining a beer spitting spat between an oafish 19-year-old hockey player and a bar waitress. Not that Canadian courts of law have a corner on jurisprudential jerkishness. Just cast your eyes on courtrooms south of the border, where an arch thief like Michael Milken can bilk the American people of billions of dollars by peddling junk bonds. He gets 10 years, but escapes with a 22- month sentence and a few hundred hours of 'community work'. The American legal system put How safe is air travel? I am forever hearing statements of the likes of the assertion that, if God had meant us to fly he would have given us wings. As often as not, I am asked by the same people making these assertions just how safe air travel is, assuming, I presume, that I am an infallible expert on this subject. Once they have my assurances, they will immediately rush to the nearest travel agent to buy a ticket to Ouagadougou, Lumbumbashi or some other exotic spot which caters to tourists and has a hot climate precisely, when the temperature here is dwelling in the minus zero range. Well, since you have been waiting for my reassurances, here they are. There is a great deal of truth in the statement that the most dangerous part of any flight is the trip to the airport. "You are jesting," you will say. Not at all! The last time I looked, the safety factor was six-fold. In short, you are six times more likely to get into an accident which will have your life come to an untimely end when you are driving to and from the airport than you will be flying in a commercial jet. What makes this seem a bit hard to believe is that, when aircraft crash, they usually take a lot of people with them. The crash is, to put it mildly, spectacular and gets a great deal of publicity in the media. Car accidents are frequent and everywhere on the map; many of them are not even reported elsewhere than in the vicinity of the fatality. However, when you add them up, they give you the odds which I quoted above. televangelical fraud Jimmy Bakker away for 45 years, four years go. Last month, Bakker's lawyers said that he might be eligible for parole next year. Go figure. And while you're at it, go figure the treatment Terry Anderson's getting from the U.S. legal system. You remember Terry Anderson — the sad-eyed, bearded pawn in the Middle East war, captured by Hezbollah fanatics, beaten, chained to radiators, threatened, held hostage for longer than Mike Milken and Jimmy Bakker put together? Well Anderson's free now, trying to put his life back together. He intends to write a book about his experience as a hostage, so he wrote to the U.S. government for background information on the thugs who'd held him captive. No dice. So far, Anderson's request has been turned down by eight different U.S. federal agencies — on the recommendation of their legal advisors. Why can't Terry Anderson get access to information on the criminals who so grossly and publicly violated his civil rights for so long? Well, according to the U.S. Department of Justice, that would be violating the privacy rights of the terrorists. Not that the Justice Department slams the door entirely. Anderson's been informed that they'll gladly provide the information he seeks. Safety on the airlines is even improving over what it was. One of the main reasons for this is due to the improved efficiency of the engines. I make it my business to know about this since the only time I had a forced landing during my flying days was when my engine quit on me. It was quite a shock to realize that I was up in the sky with no engine and, when it refused to start again, my main task was to take all the proper precautions and find a suitable field in which to land. Fortunately for me, one presented itself but you can believe that after that, I paid special attention to the engine dials when I was waiting to take off, not to mention when I was in the air. Jet engines have become so safe these days you may have noticed commercial jets are now allowed to fly over the Atlantic with just two engines. It never used to be that way; most planes had four but three was a minimum. Now two-engined jets are the norm and I can't remember the last time I heard of one stopping. There are also back-up systems which mean, that if one system fails while the aircraft is in flight, another is ready to make over. Thus you do not have to worry about the flaps refusing to work or the elevators getting stuck. The safety rate is not 100 per cent but it is close. I recall that at one time, one safety feature was introduced but somehow it frightened passengers more than reassured them. The plan in question was a British one which I flew one time from London to Amsterdam. It had the seats facing backward instead of forward; in case of a crash you would be protected better. The passengers did not look at it that way; they reasoned that, if the seats were faced that way, there must be something inherently wrong with the plan that the designers were not telling them and so they stayed away from it in droves. It Just as soon as he supplies notarized personal privacy waivers signed by each of the terrorists who held him prisoner, including their full names and present addresses. Said Anderson: "I just find it kind of strange that the U.S. Department of Justice wants to protect the privacy of members of the Hezbollah." On the other side of the ledger, there is the story of Dejon Dickson, an auto thief in Palm Springs, California. Dickson was out looking for work (i.e. parked cars with a key in the ignition) when police officer Greg Jackson cruised by. Jackson saw Dickson, Dickson saw Jackson. Dickson took off through a park on foot. Small problem: Dejon Dickson was young, lean and fast. Officer Jackson? Well, after 16 years of squad cars and donuts he was ... less lean and fast. He knew he'd never catch the fleet-footed Dickson by running after him. Officer Jackson reached for the patrol car speaker, flipped it on and boomed "STOP — OR I'LL SEND THE DOG!" And after a tasteful pause, Officer Jackson added in his best basso-profundo: "WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!" Dejon Dickson skidded to a stop with his hands in the air. Ah, me. It's a good job they're still making dumb crooks. It helps to make up for all the smart ones who are laughing all the way to the Half Way House. wasn't long until all the seats were facing the way they are today — forward. One question I get asked is whether the jumbo jets are as safe as the smaller ones. Again the answer is yes. To be a bit more specific, the Boeing 747, the largest version of which can fly 13,200 kilometers (8,200 miles) non-stop, and seat up to 420 passengers, is as safe as anything in the sky. I am told by pilots it is relatively easy to fly compared with other jets. The question is whether you can make a safe, big plane any bigger without sacrificing some of its safety. All indications are that it can be done. There are construction methods which would negate any threat of increased metal fatigue. As I indicated above, engines are increasingly more reliable and have long ago passed the 50,000 lbs. thrust range without any loss of reliability. The only problem appears to be whether or not such an aircraft can fit into today's airports. Right now the answer is no. But all this is in the realm of conjecture. Some of you may be thinking more in the present like whether to take your first flight. For me the most disagreeable thing is not the potential danger, it is the crowded conditions which tend to prevail on the main air routes. I have literally lost count of the number of times I have flown the Atlantic but I cannot forget the cramped feeling I have when sitting next to a linebacker from some pro football team or a sumo wrestler. Letter to the editor THE EDITOR, I wish to commend the village workers for the fine job that I feel they have done on keeping the roads and sidewalks cleared of snow this winter. I especially appreciate the speedy removal of the snowbanks on the main street after every heavy snowfall. Thanks again. Arlene Wood Blyth Mini-Mart. The Short of it y Bonnie Gropp Bye, Bye, Brian If I hadn't known better I would have sworn this past week the holidays were upon us, and I don't mean summer ones either. For all intents and purposes the feeling of the festive season was around me. Firstly, it looked like Christmas. The area was transformed to a crisp clean white wonderland with lights dancing under clumps of sparkling snow. It was a picture we anticipate with glee in late December but one many of us would like to begin erasing come late February. Secondly, there were glad tidings when Eric Clapton, whom I have known since the latter part of the 60's is an incomparable talent, was fmally recognized as such at the Grammies, an academy which has in the past had a tendency to overlook class acts for groups more likely to have acted up in_class. Season's greetings came by way of Dunedin, Florida as talk of the Blue Jays spring training took its spot in the sports news, reminding us that the hazy days of summer are on the horizon. And finally, a gift with the resignation of Brian Mulroney. Didn't you just love his smooth as snake skin comment about how a good leader knows when it's time to step down? You don't suppose even someone as arrogant as himself would see the likelihood that he couldn't possibly lead his party successfully through another election? Therein lies the down side of this otherwise promising occurrence, because at the same time in which the country has finally rid itself of the man who has pulled it down to lows we could never have imagined years ago, we will now be presented with a new face at the helm of the party that followed him, a party that, with perhaps a few exceptions, failed to listen to the concerns of the people, failed to see the needs and most importantly failed to work for us. That we are well rid of the man is not the question, but will we be rid of the party? Faced with the alternate choices we have to lead this country, the right face atop the Tories may be all they need to guarantee our memories are shortened. After all, it has happened before. The right face can have the ability of making you believe that this time things will be different. The right face may give us a hope we haven't felt in a long time. The right face could make us believe in our future and ourselves. But let's remember that under the right face will be many of the same "suits", which is what will make the decision difficult for Canadians come elections. Will we vote for leaders we honestly do not have conviction in, or be given a strong leader but be uneasy about the party they front? Personally, I'm inclined to believe that fresh ideas and views are needed. It's time for a new government to lead Canada, just as the people of the United States recognized a change was needed. I just wish we had the option they were given. What can you say about a country that can't seem to come up with a confident leader, yet one who also displays integrity and compassion for the people they represent? If we all voted none of the above, what would happen? It will be interesting to see whom the Tories nominate. Will the person they choose be strong enough to fix things, yet charismatic enough to make us forgive past sins? Will it be someone who can restore our country's lost faith or just another body following a party mandate with little thought to what the people want? Anyway, to Brian I say 'Good riddance' and may the only thing you shovel now be snow. Arthur Black