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Tlmos-Advocoto. F.bruory 8, 1984
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Headway for peace
Despite some criticism from his fellow Canadians,
the peace initiatives being taken by Prime Minister
Pierre Trudeau are beginning to bear fruit.
Through his latest discussions with East German
leader Erich Honecker, that country's officials and
Canadians have agreed to bilateral talks in an attempt
to find ways of decreasing European tensions and
possibly reduce nuclear weapons.
The lastest achievement in East Germany is the
first of any concrete nature and is opening an impor-
tant path to East-West relations.
Neither Canada or East Germany has any great
influence over the superpowers, but, this kind of infor-
mal dialogue could be useful to both sides as both share
a common interest in promoting better US -Soviet
understanding.
Canada and East Germany could assume common
roles to press for a resumption of the formal East-West
talks on arms. Trudeau's peace mission has always
been aiming in this direction.
In helping to push arms control back to the
forefront of the political agenda, Trudeau's peace mis-
sion has' served NATO well during trying times.
It appears that.the smaller western countries are
behind our Prime Minister's beliefs and in recent.
weeks there have been a few signs from Washington
that the US may be thinking of coming around.
Trudeau's critics may continue to mutter but, he
is•continually making headway and beginning to heal
some of the rifts which have occurred.
A sports coverup
Sports fans in Western Ontario should keep their
fingers crossed until the final decision on the location
of a dome stadium in the Toronto area is announced.
Located a short distance north of Highway 401, the
former Downsview airport site would be much better
for any travellers from the west than the CNE site.
The lobbying by Toronto mayor Art Eggleton and
Metro chairman Paul Godfrey to build the dome at the
CNE grounds can •be expected to start immediately.
•
They will be testing their influence on Ontario
Premier Bill Davis in trying to get him to change his
mind. When the Macaulay report recommending the
Downsview location was first announced Davis was a
supporter.
One aspect of the controversy that seems to be
forgotten is the fact the present CNE stadium is real-
ly not suitable for baseball and football. As the Toron-
to Blue .Jays and Argonauts will be the major tenants,
their wishes should be consideredh
Another cabinet post
You .may not know it (and you may not care,
either), but the federal government has created
another cabinet post, one for Youth. It has been put
into the hands of Celine Hervieux-Payette.
Actually, the new youth ministry may have some
sound reason behind it, unlike some of the ministries
and bureaus conducted by the government. Ms.
Hervieux-Payette says business, labor and govern-
ment must work together to build a better future for
Canadian youth. She says young people will either
revolt or become a lost generation if the 20 percent
unemployment rate among their group isn't solved.
Ms. Hervieux-Payette is a perceptive individual;
we do have a mountain of a problem here, the ques-
tion of thousands of young people and the enormous
mount of time they have on their hands.
W -inter
I -s
N-ature
T-esting
E-veryone's
Resources
Winter is not the most glamorous of
seasons. My nose begins to runabout the
first of November, and doesn't stop until
early May. I have thought of buying it a
little pair of Adidas and entering it in the
Olympics, but am afraid that would only
encourage it to run all year.
In .recognition of advancing age and
thinning blood I didpurchase a toque and
matching scarf. Thinking to emulate the
elegant Geraldine Chaplin in a prerevolu-
tion scene from Doctor Shivago, I wrap-
ped the eight -foot strand once around My
neck, jauntily tossed the end§ over my
shoulder, and stepped blithely out of the
house. Within two strides I came to an
abrupt halt. Two feet of scarf were firm-
ly caught in the closed door.
In the winter, nothing gets the
adrenalin flowing like a good chimney
fire. The sudden blare of a smoke detec-
tor strikes into my heart like a dagger. 1
go into my frenzied routine.
First,a mad dash to the basement to
smother the wood fire in the furnace.
Next, grab the fire extinguisher and
squirt its contents into the chimney clean-
out. This proves to be as effective as try-
ing to stop an enraged -bull with a fly
swatter.
Run upstairs. Remove the thimble from
the chimney opening. Begin pouring in
warm water. Listen in horror as it im-
mediately turns to sizzling steam.
Isour and pry. Pray and pour.
Two hours later, slouch white and limp
at the kitchen table, trying not to spill the
cup of coffee held in still -shaking hand.
Imagine a generation of Canadians growing up
without ever holding down a job with some sort of pro-
mising future, without ever having reason enough to
be responsible.- In .some of the larger cities in the
United States, law enforcement officers and social
workers are worried about what will happen to those
who never hold down a job, are never able to work for
the cheque they collect.
But the problem has travelled north to Canada dur-
ing the past five years. And the governments are
wondering what to do. Some expand the bureaucracy,
perhaps in response to the perceived hue and cry such
a social malady will bring.
We wish Ms. Hervieux-Payette luck with the job she
has on her hands. It's a challenge that's not going to
solve itself without any investigation.
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Endure! ! !
Hear a horrendous crash. Race upstairs,
heart thumping uncontrollably. Realize in
that second before losing consciousness
that the cat has knocked over the steplad-
der brought upstairs during the
firefighting in case it was needed in the
attic.
Chimney fires do have a positive side,
however. They are guaranteed to clean "
Reynolds
Rap
by Yvonne Reynolds
out the creosote. The trick is to make sure
they don't also clean away the house."
Winter doesn't seem to bother our
goats. They can tolerate quite low
temperatures, provided there is no draft.
On frigid days when my husband walks
into the barn, the nannies eye him wari-
ly. No one wants to be first on the milk-
ing stand. Don collars Colleen, locks her
neck in the stanchion, and turns his atten-
tion the udder way. As his cold hands
touch her warm body she stands on tip-
toe and he swears he distinctly hears a
shocked "wheeeeewwwwww" whistled
through clenched teeth.
Speaking of animals, remember the dog
days of summer when the temperature
is exceeded only by the humidity, and you
lust want to sprawl prostrate beneath a
eafy tree and pant? Winter's canine
couterpart is the dog night.
Picture the scene. The wind is besieg-
ing the house like some malevolent
enemy. The furnace Is running con-
tinuously and you're afraid the motor will
burn out before morning. You forgot to
take your Geritol. The electric blanket is
at its highest setting, and you are still
cold. It's time to order faithful Fido into
bed with you.
Dog thermostats run doggie bodies a
few degrees higher than humans' setting
of 98.6. Besides, unlike hot water bottles,
dogs stay warm all night. The only pro-
blem is my husband complains I get our
dog's soft furry back, and he gets four
scratchy feet.
In my opinion, weather forecasting is
still more art than science. Many of the
predicted storms never materialize, and
we are invariably caught unprepared by
ones that hit without warning, like the one
that stranded trhvellers around here at
Christmastime.
A few years ago a friend was caught in
a blinding snow storm on an unfamiliar
highway. As the only objects he could see
ahead were two red tail lights, he faithful-
ly followed his guiding beacon. After half
an hour of white -knuckle driving the lights
ahead made a left-hand turn and so did
our friend. The lights ahead stopped mov-
ing. Our friend applied his brakes, put his
vehicle into neutral, and waited. And
waited. The car ahead remained
stationary.
Our impatient friend jumped out into
the storm and approached the other
driver, who was standi beside his car
with the block heater plug in his hand.
"What are we stopped for?" our friend
asked plaintively.
"I don't know about you, but I am in my
garage", was the reply.
Take heart. Spring can't be too far
away. Both Sears and the seed houses
have already issued their spring
catalogues. In the meantime, endure.
Sorry — the PM's
Conferring with his most
loyal, devoted, and trusted
party members
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This is the time of year
when we get rid of all the
undesirables in the com-
munity. By undesirables,
I mean people with more
money than I. They leave
our northern community,
for Florida, Mexico, the
West Indies.
In one fell swoop we get
rid of all the softies, the
cowards, the sybarites. In
short, the rich white trash.
It's as much a part of
our heritage as the Satur-
day night bath, or spring
cleaning. And I think it's a
good thing.
When the last barber or
bricklayer has bragged
about being off to the
Bahamas whep the last
druggist or doctor has in-
formed me pompously
that "We'll probably take
in Acapulco this year," I
feel a sense of relief. .
The rats have left the
Freezing ship, and there's
only the _hard core, the
sturdy pioneer types, the
rugged individualist and
the poor people left in the
temperate (hah!) zone.
The rest of us, the best
of us, can get down to the
real glory of winter living,
without stumbling over a
lot of sissies who are bet-
ter off down there getting
sand in their navels.
As one of the old true-
Softiesgo south
blue breed, fighting it out
with the elements, I am in-
clined to scorn them. As a
humanitarian, I can only
pity them. Think of what
they're missing.
What is there in the soft
Mexico, just getting up at
10:30. He hasn't paid last
year's income tax yet, but
he's borrowed $1,500 from
the bank to make the trip.
He has a hangover from
those six -ounce, forty -cent
Sugar
and Spice
Dispensed By Smiley
and sensuous south to
equal that crunch of toes
breaking off, that crack of
bursitis in the shoulder
when you throw that first
curling stone, that snap of
thigh bones on the ski hill?
Let's take a look at a
couple of these hot -
weather hounds. Look at
this bird in Florida. Gets
out of bed and there's that
same old crumby, monon-
tonous sun blazing down,
just like all the other days.
Same old routine. The in-
evitable patio; the in-
evitable trip to the beach
with the inevitable
obscenely fat softies lying
all around. Or the in-
evitable sweating it out on
the golf course with a lot of
other middle-aged liars.
And here's our pal in
Mexican drinks, and a
twisted back from trying
to tango.
His wife, in the other
twin bed, looks like an in-
mate of Belson, because
she's had Mexican com-
plaint, commonly known
as dire rear, ever since
they crossed the border.
She whines, he snarles.
They totter out into the
muggy heat. And another
horrible day in Acapulco
has begun.
It's not like that around
here. Down to a jolly
breakfast: vitamin pills,
cuppa tea and half slice of
toast. There's the thrill of
variety as you prepare for
the day. When dawn
comes, will the sun be
shining, the snow falling,
or a blizzard howling?
W
Out into the wild white
yonder. Grab the shovel
and make the snow fly,
chuckling heartily all the
while as you think of those
poor slobs in the south,
with nothing to do every-
day but the same old
things.
The clean, fresh, nor-
thern air hits your lungs
like a dum-dum bullet.
Bark seal -like greeting to
neighbour, whose head is
just visible over his
snowbank.
Off to the garage. Ex-
citement of wondering
whether the car will start.
The sheer, demonic joy of
belting out the driveway
backwards and trying to
smash through the bank
the snowplow has thrown
up. Sometimes you make
it.
The skidding, slithering
adventure of the drive to
work. Wheels spinning,
visibility twelve feet,
every man for himself.
And, another day of
glorious winter living has
begun. Don't try to tell me
about the seduction of the
languous southland. Just
give me the crisp, virile
challenge of living where
men are men. And you can
tell them from women.
When they get them thaw-
ed out.
All must be served
One of the things of in-
terest that has come about
in the educational com-
munity of late and that
may well affect you if you
are a parent of a child is
an act passed by the On-
tario government called
Bill 82.
Most school boards have
provided services for
children who are excep-
tional (and that doesn't
necessarily mean that the
child is very bright '-
rather that he/she has
some special problem
with a regular school pro-
gram.) However, now it is
compulsory that school
boards must provide such
services. The provincial
government is saying that
each child has to be serv-
ed, preferably within his
abilities and needs of the
pupils so that if special
programs have to be 'set
Perspectives
By Syd Fletcher
own school community if
that is possible.
Also, the board has to
set up careful procedures
to identify, as soon as
possible in the child's
school life, the learning
up they will be.
For children who have
to be put into a special
education program,
boards are required to
establish an "identifica-
tion, placement nd review'
committee" (usually call-
ed an IPRC - amazing how
governments love these
acronyms, isn't it). In
Order for a child to be
deemed 'exceptional'
he/she must be referred to
this committee.
Parehts are •always
notified in writing and are
invited to this meeting of
the IPRC when their child
is to be placed and there is
a definite appeal process if
they don't like the ruling
or plabement.
As well, the placement
must be reviewed every
twelve months. I would
hate to think that a child
was locked into a special
education class for life if it
wasn't necessary.