HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Citizen, 1997-05-21, Page 5THE CITIZEN, WEDNESDAY, MAY 21, 1997 PAGE 5.
O Arthur Black
Nostalgia business,
alive and well
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Golf: a sport for liars, drinkers and
cursers who like to walk two or
three miles belabouring an object
l/45th their size with a loaded cane.
Anon
When it comes to the 'sport' of golf, I want
to play in Anon's foursome. Golfs a game
that can't make up its mind. As someone else
once said, if you want to go for a long walk,
go for a long walk. If you want to beat small
objects with a stick, then beat small objects
with a stick, but in the name of common
decency, don't combine them. Especially not
on television. Particularly when most of the
principals wear plaid slacks.
Golf is perversity personified. A game
where the object is to get the lowest score
possible. A game in which the only trophy
you get to take home is a wrinkled score
card. A game in which flags are called 'pins',
duck ponds are called 'water hazards' and
people yell "Fore!" when they mean "Look
out!"
Why, golf is so twisted you can’t even
cheat properly! Golf involves caddies -
sullen kids you have to actually pay to follow
you around all day.
You come across your ball lying in the
International Scene
By Raymond Canon
Inflation
and the CPI
I continue to be amazed at the lack of any
real inflationary pressures anywhere in the
western world. Right now the figures range
from none whatsoever in Sweden to 3.6 per
cent in Spain, with Canada somewhere in the
middle at just about two per cent.
In the United States the rate is about three
per cent which may or may not be the true
figure, as we shall see in a paragraph or two.
The rate in the United States is important
for Canadians as well as for Americans. If
the cost of living were to show a definite rise
south of the border, this would bring their
central bank, the Federal Reserve, into the
picture in the form of a bank rale increase to
head off incipient inflation. This would have
a direct effect on Canada; our interest rates
would likely go up by a like amount since we
are so dependent on the U.S. for our
prosperity and we cannot let our rates get out
of line.
In spite of some periodic mumbling on the
part of the chairman of the Federal Reserve,
inflation south of the border has remained
quite docile and, on the evidence at the time
of writing, there is little chance of an
increase there or here.
But something else has come up in the U.S.
which makes it quite probable that the rate of
inflation there has constantly been
overstated. Furthermore, the reasons for this
overstatement are generally to be found in
rough, say, eight or 10 feet from the green.
Naturally, you're inclined to maybe nudge it
a little with the toe of your golf shoe - but
nooooooooooo! Your rotten caddy's right
there, watching every move you make.
Well, I'm happy to report that the folks in
charge of the River Valley Golf and Country
Club in St. Marys, have at least taken care of
that particular annoyance. Sign up to play a
round at River Valley and they'll give you a
caddy alright - but it won't be some wise
cracking kid toting your bag.
It'll be a llama.
Yep, llama - you know those South
American critters about the size of a small
horse? They kinda look like a sports model
of a camel? The River Valley Golf and
Country Club has four of them on the caddy
payroll this year.
What's good about llama caddies? Well,
they're strong as all getout. "A llama can
easily carry two golf bags" says a club
spokesman, "and they love to walk."
What's more llamas are naturally toilet
trained - they don't 'go' until they find their
own self-designated 'litter box'. Which means
no unexpected llama-doo hazards on the
fairways.
There are other advantages to llama
caddies. They don't know from beans about
golf, so they can't criticize your swing or tell
you which iron to use. Tipping llamas is a
breeze - just give 'em a handful of grass and
Canada as well; it is, therefore, probable that
our current rate of two per cent is on the high
side.
A commission set up by the U.S. Senate
Finance Committee has issued its findings; it
concludes that inflation is overstated by
about one to one and half per cent. If this is
the case, the government stands to save a
considerable amount of money since much of
its spending, about 30 per cent in fact, is
directly indexed to changes in consumer
prices. When I say a considerable amount of
money, I mean in the vicinity of $1 trillion
over the next 12 years.
Small wonder that politicians who have a
real intent of curbing deficit, are all excited
about these findings.
Let's have a look at some of the details and
see how they would apply to Canada. The
Consumer Price Index, for openers, does not
keep up with change in the products
consumers buy, or in how and when they buy
them. If we like to buy fresh fruit, we may
change from oranges to apples if the latter
are cheaper than the former. Yet the CPI
continues to log banana prices as if
everybody were buying them.
Canadians are probably just like
Americans; if they have to switch to
something less expensive, they will do so.
You will buy a paperback instead of a hard
covered book; margarine instead of butter
and chicken instead of beef. Such instances
make up about one-third of all of the upward
bias of the price index.
With the advent of such stores as Price
Club and Walmart, many consumers are
they'll be happier than pigs in, um, a poke.
And when it comes to discretion, llamas
are better than English butlers. These guys
are the ultimate in the strong and silent
department. So if you do have to 'correct' the
lie of your ball or knock a couple of strokes
off your round, well ...
Who's your llama gonna tell?
Besides, llamas can't even count.
Llamas as caddies - a great idea! Golfers
need never again face the most dreaded terror
in the entire world of golf.
Caddy Humiliation.
Happened to my pal Wally just last year.
Wally is an avid golfer, but not a good one.
It’s his temper. He loses it almost as often as
he loses golfballs. And when Wally loses his
temper he likes to take it out on other things.
Like trees. Golf tees. And caddies.
He was having a terrible round - and what
made it worse was his caddy. He wasn't
saying a word, but Wally was convinced the
caddy was chuckling up his sleeve every
time Wally bent over the ball.
Finally he couldn't take it any more. Wally
missed a putt, threw his putter in the trees
turned on his caddy and screamed, "And
YOU! You've gotta be the worst caddy in the
history of golf!"
And the caddy looked at Wally, scratched
his nose and said "Nnnnaw. That would be
too much of a coincidence."
prepared to buy at discounted prices; this
owing a bit more to the above-mentioned
bias.
However, the biggest cause is the failure of
the Consumer Price Index to take into
consideration the gains achieved from
improvements in product quality and the new
products which come on the market. To cite
one example, cellular phones are nowhere to
be seen on the index although they are
widely used both in the United States and
Canada.
The problem which arises from all this is
whether to come up with a new, presumably
more accurate set of figures or to just
continue with the current set and discount it
by something in the vicinity of .5 to 1 per
cent. Given that the true figure could well be
close to 1.5 per cent, such a discounted
amount would probably not be far out of line.
In fact, one group of Washington politicians
has suggested that all government payments
that are indexed according to the CPI should
be reduced by one-half of one per cent. They
have got support for this move from
members of the Senate.
In this respect it will be worth noting that
President Clinton does on the matter. If there
is an improvement, look for one to follow in
Canada not long after.
A Final Thought
It is not necessary to blow out the other
person's light in order to let your own shine.
Oh, the pain!
It's a pain.
Your shoulders ache with the tension, your
neck is stiff. Sparkling rainbows of lights
explode before your eyes, to be followed
soon by a numbing misery that blinds you.
You shut your eyes against the bright lights,
as your stomach roils, while agonizing
shards of pains seems to crush every portion
of your head.
Migraine headaches — two words that can
send even the strongest, whimpering to a
darkened room. Also, known as vascular
headaches, their cause is unknown, although
a report from the Mayo Clinic says evidence
suggest the involvement of the blood vessels
in the head.
A common disorder it may first strike its
victim anywhere from childhood through to
early adulthood. Women are three times
more likely to have migraines than men. I
have been a fortunate (?) sufferer in that
mine are generally on the low side of the
pain scale. This past week, however, I
experienced a doozy, and after conversations
with other sufferers, all describing
similarities and differences, it inspired me
to do a little homework.
Migraine has several clinical patterns:
classic migraine, which sadistically trumpets
its impending arrival by flashes of light,
dazzling zigzag lines, numbness and/or
dizziness; common migraine, which arrives
unannounced and complicated migraine
which is associated with prolonged
neurologic symptoms that may outlast the
head pain. There are also less common
forms.
I have always known that migraines
appear to be triggered by a number of
different things. But during my research I
was surprised by some of the others I read.
According to the Mayo Clinic a period of
hard work followed by relaxation can spark
a "weekend migraine". Stress, premenstrual
changes, alcohol, hunger or oral
contraceptives cause migraines in certain
people, while in others the trigger may be
foods such as red wine, chocolate, aged
cheese, milk, chicken livers, meats preserved
in nitrates or anything prepared with MSG.
Some persons have even suggested that
their attack was brought on by sunlight or
exercise.
Pinpointing what causes your migraine is
the biggest part of the battle. If you know
certain foods will set those lights dancing,
that should be enough incentive to avoid
them. Another suggestions is to not
oversleep during holidays and weekends.
Sufferers of frequent headaches should
keep a diary to help them clue in to the
cause. Note the time the headache began,
what you ate in the 24-hour period before,
how you felt and what your were doing
when it began, unusual stress, how long the
pain lasted and how it stopped.
I am one of the fortunate (?) victims, in
that I believe I have pinpointed the cause.
While it is not food related, so I can't avoid
the problem, my situation is predictable,
which means I can avoid things such as
caffeine or stress that tend to tighten the vise
around my skull. I am also lucky (?) in that a
mild analgesic can usually have me
pretending I'm still part of functioning
society.
But 1 have been around others for whom
there is no respite from the torture, who feel
the warnings, wearily batten down their
reserves and prepare for the onslaught of
anguish. They are indeed brave souls.