HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Citizen, 1999-03-31, Page 5THE CITIZEN, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 31, 1999. PAGE 5.
<, «
« Arthur Black
Venice: strictly for
the birds
Somewhere in a mouldering photo album at
the back of a cupboard in my house there's a
black and white photo of me and my friends.
You'll have to take my word for it that that is
me in the middle of the photo - I am 30 years
younger, 50 pounds lighter and have actual
hair growing out of my head. Even my mother
could be forgiven for not recognizing me,
because all that actually shows of me is a pair
of skinny legs standing in front of some church
pillars. The rest of the photo is a blur of
feathers.
Pigeon feathers. I am surrounded by so
many pigeons it looks like they're trying to
pick me up and carry me off.
It could happen to anybody in the Piazza San
Marco - St. Marks Square - in Venice. The
square is famous for two things: it's
architectural beauty and the thousands of
pigeons that gate-crash every day to mooch
food from Venetians and tourists alike.
These pigeons are extremely friendly -
aggressive, even. They don't take "no" for an
The pendulum
effect
I'm sure there are readers who remember
vividly the effects of the Great Depression of
the 1930s. If you do not, perhaps you can get
one of your parents or grandparents to tell you
about it.
The real saviour of the time was the English
economist John Maynard Keynes who laid
down realistic proposals for getting ailing
economies started again.
In the first years after policy makers came to
accept Keynesian economics as holy writ, all
was well and good. However, most of these
politicians forgot to read the whole book and
the horrendous result was a bout of deficit
financing, the results of which are still being
felt.
The pendulum then swung all the way back,
with the free market economics of Milton
Friedman catching everybody's attention. Prof.
Friedman, by the way, earned the Nobel Prize
for his efforts.
Keynesian economics were out and the
market was deemed the best place to get the
fairest allocation of resources.
Free markets may solve a lot of problems
when it comes to providing goods and services
more efficiently than a socialized system but
these markets frequently bring some nasty
baggage with them. The most obvious is a
growing number of inequalities where small
answer - even when it's pronounced, nien,
nyet, non or geddoudda here ya bums!
The pigeons are a pesky tradition of St.
Marks Square, but perhaps not for too much
longer. The mayor of Venice has declared war
on the airborne squatters. Their droppings are
damaging the ancient, fragile buildings around
the square.
Moreover many of the pigeons are diseased.
More than 50 percent of pigeons caught in a
recent health inspection roundup were found
to be carrying salmonella or chlamydion
bacteria, which can be transmitted to humans
and ultimately lead to blindness.
The mayor says the pigeons have got to go -
- which has naturally unleashed a complete
firestorm among animal-rights activists. They
say the birds shouldn't be killed - they should
be cured, sterilized and set free once more to
crap on St. Marks Basilica and dive-bomb
tourists.
Let us take pity on the good folk of Venice.
It's not enough that their city is sinking into the
Adriatic. They also get to have a pigeon
problem.
It wouldn’t have been a problem in the old
days of course - just send a squad of paysans
armed with double-barreled four-tens down to
but powerful groups benefit but the middle and
lower income groups show little, if any
improvement in their standard of living.
For some it has been described as a living
hell, a description that particularly fits many
consumers in south-east Asia although I am
sure that some Canadians would subscribe to
it.
Far too often more concern is shown for
what companies call the "bottom line" instead
of the well-being of society. Corporations
which are just as likely to be both international
and big, look for the best ways to cut costs and
workers, even long-term ones, find themselves
on the firing line, and frequently become
casualties.
The end result is to give capitalism, and with
it democracy, something of a bad name.
It is not that the danger has been ignored. An
effort to introduce a more enlightened
capitalism, called simply "The Third Way" had
been promoted by such people as British
Prime Minister Tony Blair. But this idea is, in
fact, not new. I first ran into it when I visited
the University of Geneva in the 1950s to hear
some lectures on the topic. Obviously it has
been more or less ignored with the possible
exception of the Scandinavian countries.
Now, with capitalism being called more into
question, it appears to be an idea whose time
may have come. Hopefully, the end result will
be put to a more humane face on capitalism
since those who recognize that the time is ripe
for a change are starting to make themselves
more vociferous on the matter.
This is not to say that these new or renewed
the square for a couple of hours some Tuesday
afternoon - but that's not about to happen in
these Bambified, politically correct times. Not
in Italy, not on this side of the water either.
In New York City, a flock of Canada Geese
200 strong has taken over a meadow in Central
Park. The birds are systematically eating the
grass and replacing it with their droppings -
about two pounds worth each day. Mayor
Giuliani is promising action - a brace of border
collies maybe, to scare the birds. There's even
talk of sending in a battery-operated scarecrow
which comes with a tape deck that emits
screeches and squawks designed to frighten
the Geese. Mayor Giuliani is willing to try
anything short of measures that might harm a
feather on those little bird-brained marauders
heads. After all - one photo of an injured bird
in The New York Post could cost him his job.
Ah, well. New York will survive and so will
Venice. In fact, Venetians should count their
manifold blessings. After all, if they moved the
pigeons out, that would create a vacuum. And
we all know that nature abhors vacuums -
even feathered ones. Get rid of the pigeons and
something would take their place — like maybe
a raucous, feisty band of big, scrappy Canadas.
THEN Venice would have a problem.
ideas will be introduced at top speed. If
Keynes were still alive, he would vouch for the
fact that new ideas, even good ones, take
forever and a day to be put into place so that
they are functioning properly.
Trying to put a humane face on capitalism,
therefore, is going to be a prolonged process
and, given that the protagonists cannot exactly
agree on what this concept means, nobody is
quite sure yet how it will turn out.
There is a rather ironic twist to all this. A key
part of Communist thinking was the theory of
history proposed by the German philosopher
Hegel. He believed that history is based on
what is called a thesis phase followed by an
antithesis which is the reaction to the thesis
and therefore the opposite.
This, in turn, results in the synthesis
which is the outcome of the thesis-antithesis
phases.
The Third Way could well be the synthesis
of our economic systems without any of the
proponents being acutely aware of following
communist theory.
In his grave in Highgate cemetery in London
Eng. Karl Marx must surely be laughing, or
rolling over, realizing at last that he had the
right theory but the wrong system.
A Final Thought
In spite of everything, I still believe that
people are really good at heart.
- Anne Frank
A quirky world ,
Am I the only one who thinks this world is
a little quirky?
There are so many things that just don't
seem to make sense. It's little wonder we
humans are prone to misstep and mistake.
For example, when it comes to parenting the
expert's theory these days is that using
physical discipline is not the answer.
Spanking a child is a display of power that
neither sends the right message nor is
effective. Physical abuse will not teach good
behaviour, but rather that violence solves
problems.
I'm not saying I agree or disagree. I'm
simply mentioning this because it does
illustrate some of my confusion. If this above
is true, why is it then that though parents have
taken a more permissive stance the problem of
violence among youth seems to be escalating?
Then, last week's military action in
Yugoslavia, struck me as similarly obtuse.
Though I realize my point is obviously a
simplification of a complex issue, there is still
an underlying contradiction — for peace, we
must fight. This makes sense?
Consider if you will some other of
existence's perplexities. Isn't it odd that the
enthusiasm for all fresh and new, the reckless
abandon, the? lack of fear, the boundless
energy resides in those too young to
appreciate it? To paraphrase a well-known
adage giving youth to the young would seem
to be, once you're older and wiser, a waste of
some pretty good stuff. They’re not old
enough to do a lot of the things they have the
energy for and not weary enough to rein it in.
Wouldn't it make more sense to balance zeal
with worldliness?
Then we have sex. In young people,
hormones rage and when it comes to love they
think they have all the answers. In actuality,
by the time people get it all-figured out, when
they are mature enough to understand on an
emotional, spiritual and physical level the
pleasure, the deeper meaning, they're often
too tired or too busy to care.
On the same topic, isn't it one of life's jokes
that males reach their sexual peak at age 18
and women get there at age 35?
When parents would probably like to be
home, with free time to enjoy their growing
family, they have to work to support that
family. Then when Mom and Dad can afford
to stay at home, why bother? After all, with
the kids all grown, the house now empty, they
really might as well be at work.
In middle age we are still young enough to
want to do so many things, see so many
places, and old enough to appreciate them.
Unfortunately, for the most part we’re too
busy to take the time off to do them.
By the time we reach our golden years, out
of the workforce and into retirement, we can
celebrate life to its fullest. But it comes with
the bittersweet knowledge the party is
winding down.
All this proves to me that life, like
humanity, is imperfect. It can be unpredictable
and confusing.
But it is never, ever dull. Its quirkiness can
be amusing, its mysteries a challenge.
And as I've always said, it demonstrates our
creator surely has a sense of humour.