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Equally unequal
Right now, one would really
hate to be an able-bodied
white male who had his heart
set on a career with the police forces of
Ontario.
Last week, solicitor -general Mike Far-
nan announced the provincial govern-
ment's new plan to increase the repre-
sentation of racial minorities, women,
natives, and persons with disabilities in
the province's police forces. An affir-
mative action program will insist that
all forces take steps to hire candidates
from those groups.
It's not an entirely bad idea, of course.
The predominant stereotype of an On-
tario police officer being a six-foot tall
white male with a moustache has no
doubt led to many racial tensions over
the years and a lack of understanding of
some of the concerns of minority
groups.
The instance of a black youth being
shot in Toronto for the offense of steal-
ing a car has only served to heighten the
awareness of the problem.
The new government program makes
no bones about how it will be enforced -
if there is any hint of not hiring enough
people from those heretofore disadvan-
taged groups, then the penalties will be
severe. An independent equity adminis-
trator can take over the police depart-
ment's hiring program completely, or in
drastic cases the police chief can be
fired or suspended.
Naturally, all those responsible for per-
sonnel in every police force, large and
small, will be extremely careful not to
upset anyone at the ministry of the solic-
itor -general for the next while.
So if you're a white male with a plan to
make a career as a policeman in Ontario,
better think again.
A.D.H.
When 1 get around;::tbit
If the road to hell is paved with
good intentions, it'll be clear
sailing into the inferno for me.
The trouble is that people ex-
pect too much of me. I don't
know why. I don't claim to be
perfect. Why does everyone
come to me when they want
things done?
Why do I have to build three
wooden backboards for the
science fair, although my family
knows I'm a runner-up for the
title of world klutz champion?
Why do I get stuck with being
the "newsletter chairperson" of
the local figure skating club,
when there is nobody to chair
but myself?
Why do I say "I will" when
Elizabeth asks me to repair the
kitchen chairs once again, when
I know I won't have time to do it
till after Labour Day?
I must give people the idea that
I'm just dying to do things for
them. Is it the way I stand
around sometimes? As soon as
Elizabeth sees me in or around
the house, she thinks of chores
for me to do.
When the kids see me sitting in
the arm chair for two minutes,
trying to catch up with just the
headlines in the paper, they are
reminded of their math tests or
their public speaking assign-
ments, and that ends my solitude
for the day.
If I escape to the office, even
late in the evening, just to get
away from the hustle and bustle
of chores, there is always a mes-
sage on the answering machine.
Somebody needs me urgently
and will be insulted if I don't
make a commitment.
- Iflshow myface inthe Mall,
people come up to me and say:
"I'm so glad to see you," and
before I have time to glow with
gladness in return, they add
"Would you look at my manu-
Peter's
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Peter Hassel
script some time and tell me
what you think?"
"I'll do it, if you're not in a
hurry, I have..."
"Next week would be early
enough."
"Look, this is Saturday. I'm
going to be very busy next
week...."
But I'm ready alone left hold-
ing 500 hand-written pages of
reminiscences.
I guess I11 do it when I get
around to it. After I stagger
around the mall for a while, I
just don't know what i should
do first, take the car to be ser-
viced, pick up the kids from the
dentist, go to the hardware
store, have a haircut, take my
books back to the library, have
lunch, or pick up a video. The
day isn't long enough. So I call
Elizabeth and ask her which of
my chores I should eliminate.
Instead she gives me three more
things to do. Instead of telling
her that 1 can't, I admit that I've
forgotten the thing in the middle,
and she has to repeat it.
At the office it's the same
thing. Every time the phone
rings, somebody asks me to do
something I don't have time for.
And the fax machine, of course,
has priority over the phone, al-
though I don't know why it
should have.
I'd make lists of things to do,
but I don't have time to prepare
them. There are detailed notes all
over the place, but I can't find
them when I',m looking for
them. What I do find is always
something to remind me that I
haven't done what I promised to
do weeks ago. When is it going
to end? When will people leave
mein peace?
When I'm six feet under-
ground, I think, people will
come to the graveyard to give me
chores to do. "111 do it when I get
around to it," I'll say, and they
won't even wonder why my
voice is so abysmal.
Yes, I agree that the basement
is messy and needs cleaning up.
I'll do it soon. How soon?
Maybe when it rains. Because
when the sun shines, I have to
concentrate on the dandelions
that are already sprouting on the
law. Will I promise to do it the
next time it rains? I know I
should never promise anything
to anyone any more, but I keep
forgetting. It seems that lately
my goals are becoming less and
less achievable.
There's no getting around it:
getting around TO it isn't as sim-
ple as ituscd to be.
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Arrival of the Word
We knew we were avant
garde. Everyone else thought
we were just stupid.
Only a decade ago, my friend
Andrew and I cast off our
clunky hardware store ten -
speeds and invested in real bicy-
cles. Soon everybody would be
doing this, we told each other.
We were convinced all Canadi-
ans would soon begin to discov-
er bicycling as we had done.
The revolution was inevitable
and soon everyone would be
zipping along the streets and
back roads on two wheels and
without benefit of the internal
combustion engine.
The world would be a cleaner,
healthier place when people got
the Word.
Andrew and I had a few dis-
coveries of our own to make
first. We screwed up the cou-
rage to buy toe -clips for our ped-
als, and discovered they were
not the death-traps everyone
said they were. We also discov-
ered that proper bicycling shorts
made all the difference in the
world. Aluminum wheels were
not only lighter but were far
stronger than cheap steel rims,
despite the fact we'd always
been told otherwise. And so it
went.
We leamed strange Italian dia-
lects so that we could talk Cam-
pagnolo, Cinelli, Duegi, and Vit-
toria in preparation for the day
we could eventually afford such
stuff. Today such talk is nearly
obsolete, with Japanese being
the biking language of the day.
Nevertheless, we generally
Hold that
thought...
By
Adrian Harte
came to comprehend that better
bicycles made for better and
more enjoyable riding. They
were more comfortable and ran
smoother and farther than we
first dreamed. And yet, people
will still tell me today racing bi-
cycles are horrible contraptions
to ride, despite the fact they've
never come closer to a true rac-
ing bike than a $150 ten -speed.
Consider a good leather saddle
costs about $50 - so it's no sur-
prise they complain about the vi-
nyl junk they're used to.
We learned all these things,
and ignored all those who said
we were crazy, those who
laughed at our funny cleated
shoes and our clothes. We
trained hard, rode what seemed
like impossibly long distances;
we never planned to race, we
just wanted to be ready for the
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day when the Word got out.
On my birthday the other Sun-
day, I went for a ride along the
mad south of Ilderton, a favour-
ite biking road from years past.
There they were, everywhere;
people taking advantage of the
first warm weekend to ride their
bicycles. They all had helmets
and padded shorts and gloves.
Some had special shoes. All
were having fun. All had re-
ceived the Word.
I no longer felt like a solitary
crusader for the enjoyment of
mankind's most efficient ma-
chine. I was no longer out of
place, nobody stared as they
drove by - like they used to do.
The Word is spreading. Bob
Rae's getting his government to
do some kind of Great Bicycle
Study to see if there is room to
expand on this trend. At the top
of my wish list are 30 cm. wide
bike lanes along every road and
highway.
Even the Multiple Sclerosis
Society are bringing their wide-
ly -acclaimed 150 kilometre ride
to this area with the introduction
of the Grand Bend London -
Grand Bend ride on August 10
and 11. You may have seen the
posters.
I'm definitely going to sign up
for this, along with 399 others
who have got the Word.
No support for Spicer
Dear Editor:
Down here in sunny Mexico,
"The Land of Perpetual Spring" it
takes three weeks for our Canadi-
an mail to reach us, courtesy our
pals in Exeter Post Office.
You will note by the U.S.
stamps that this letter will go via
the Excited States, thanks to a
"courier" service run by the Lake
Chapola Library, where the ladies
are lovely, of course, but not as
lovely or efficient as the lovely la-
dies in Exeter library!
Zeila and I will regret saying a
temporary farewell to the warmth
of Mexico, but look forward to the
best neighbours in the world - Ex-
eter.
Your March 13, 1991 editorial
on Spicer struck a bell; a man liv-
ing high on the hog thanks to the
over -burdened taxpayer. His com-
mission will accomplish exactly
zilch, an empty blather of words,
half-baked opinions and self-
serving nonsense. How
this conceited in-
dividual keeps
getting well paid
sinecure is hard to
understand; he has
been a failure at
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every government
job he even held, inspire of a high
powered self Public Relations cam-
paign. I well remember how he
loaded the findings of his "Bi-
lingual" board with narrow-minded
French influence. If it was French
"good", if it was English it was "do
it in both languages". Even an in-
teroffice memo had to have French
first, even it it concerned two or
three people. And he is still with
us.
Nobody with any education or
brains could dispute the value of
spealcing and understanding sever-
al including French, no
longer the language of Diplomacy,
but useful at times.
But, it's time the tail stopped
wagging the dog! If P.Q. wants to
separate, really wants to go it
alone, well go ahead, but stop
whining about it.
Yours truly
J.M. (Gibby) Gibson
Annual Rummage Sale in London
Dear Editor:
This month the Women's Com-
mittee of Orchestra London is pre-
paring for its Annual Rummage
Sale. This event, which has
marked the local and regional cal-
endar for over three decades, will
again be held in the Special Events
Building at the Western Fair-
grounds. I enclose a public service
announcement with further details.
Our records show that an impor-
tant part of our clientele for this
event has traditionally come from
your readership area. We would
ask, therefore,
for any help you
esti give us in
publicizing this i
annual project. We
would note that a
substantial part of
our symphony audi-
ence drives in from your arca and
would emphasize that the money
raised through our sale goes to pro-
mote the Good Symphony Sound
of Southwestern Ontario's Orches-
tra London.
if you have further Questions or
concerns, please feel free to con-
tact either the Sale Convener, Mrs.
Levanty Kazarian at (519) 660-
1043 or the Women's Committee
President, Mrs. Susan Merdcey at
(519) 672-2298.
Thanking you in advance for
your co-operation in this endea-
vour, l remain,
Yours sincerely
W.R. Wightman
Promotional Chairperson
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