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The Huron Expositor, 1986-03-12, Page 2IF:Huron • osltor SINCE 1860, SERVING THE COMMUNITY FIRST •CNA BLUE RIBBON AWARD 1985 Incorporating Brussels Post 10 Main Street 527-0Z40 Published In SEAFORTH, ONTARIO Every Wednesday morning ED BYRSKI, General Manager HEATHER McILWRAITH, Editor The Expositor is brought to you each week by the efforts of: Pal Armes, Bessie Broome, Marlene Charters, Joan Guichelaar, Anne Huff, Joanne Jewitt, Stephanie Levesque, Dianne McGrath, Lole McLlwaln, Bob McMillan, Cathy Melady and Patrick Raffia. Member Canadian Community Newspaper Assoc. Ontario Community Newspaper Association Ontario Press Council Commonwealth Press Union International Press Institute • Subscription rates: Canada $20.00 a year (In advance) Outside Canada $60.00 a year (In advance) Single Copies- 50 cents each SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 12, 1986 Second 'class mall registration Number 0696 No sides OPINION No news makes good movies Going to the movies used to be different, Moving pictures used to be a great escape, a chance to forget about reality and become absorbed in a fantasy world totally different from the one you face after you brush your teeth every morning. That is all changing. If you've been to the flicks lately, you have probably noticed a disturbing trend in the past few years. The stories making it big to the screen these days, seem to bear an uncanny resemblance to the stories receiving the heaviest play on the six o'clock news. This in itself is now new. Hollywood has a long-standing tradition of fictionalizing ac- tual events and making them into feature films. However, the sense of immediacy that prevails in today's films is a fairly recent phenomenon. It used to be, the studios would allow a news story to run its course, before coming out with a big -budget dramatization. No longer. These days, the ink is barely dry on the pages of newspapers and magazines, before some producer announces, at least, a television mini-series on the incident is forthcoming, The life stories of serial killers have always been snapped up quickly by the movie makers, usually after allowing at least a decent mourning period for the killer's victims. Recently, Hollywood seems to be stretching a bit further afield in search of news stories to convert to the big screen. Movies like "The Delta Force," which stars Chuck (Kung -Fu) Norris as America's answer to global terrorism, have come out right in the middle of wide news media inquiries about just how the United States ® THIS ANGLE by Patrick Raftis will respond to the alarming increase in terrorist action. There was also a television movie on the subject which aired about one month ago. The latter movie starred Hal Holbrook as the President of the United States. Hal has played the president almost as much as the actor who is currently starring in the long-running White House serial of the same name, and many people feel he does a better job in the role. Anyway, the latest movie to cash in on the news -to -movies craze, is one that really makes me believe the major studios are finally running out of, or getting desperately low on, fresh film ideas. W ith a great deal of debate taking place over import restrictions on foreign automo- biles, more and more Japanese auto makers have taken to locating production plants in North America. As a news story, this trend makes great copy, but it's hard to imagine sitting through a two-hour movie on the topic. However, it is precisely this topic, which is the subject of the recently released film "Gung-Ho" starring Michael Keaton. You can easily conjure up what passes for a plot in this film. Japanese auto plant locates in major North American city and attempts to convert American employees to Japanese work ethic, "with hilarious results." If Hollywood has sunk to this dept in search of a plot, what's next? Soon the movie moguls 1 will be scanning items buried on the third and fourth pages of major papers for ideas, "with hilarious results." Imagine the blockbuster epic which could be centred around the Ontario government's anti -extra -billing legislation. "They were just hard-working medical practitioners, until the day a ruthless government tried to take away their pocket change. Then they had to resort to drastic measures. Don't miss, "Doctors on Strike." Once they've gone this far, it won't be tong until the news items from your favorite weekly paper will be adapted for the screen. Residents of Egmondville, would no doubt flock to see "The Water System." The tale of a tiny, yet growing community, whose future is threatened by high municipal taxes and low water pressure. A heartwarming story for the whole family. If thriller -chiller type films are more to your liking, why not take in, "The Landfill Site, Part III, IN SUPER3-D"? Residents of a rural community become divided over whether to locate a new dump on prime farmland or in the middle of a small town. Warning, some scenes may be too intense for young viewers. If choice plots like these are overlooked by Hollywood, it will be their loss, but a gain for all those viewers who wonder why movies like "Casablanca," are "Gone With The Wind." I It's become a battle, but it's a battle without a battlefield. The ongoing problem of finding a landfill site for the municipality of Seaforth and the Township of Tuckersmith is an issue of concern for everyone, albeit moreso the residents of Tuckersmith, who at this moment in time, appear about to be saddled with the "unwanted" necessity. And while the concerns of those residents are justified; who really, when it comes right down to it, wants a landfill site in their backyard; there is really no alternative at this point in time. The current landfill site, located in the southeasterly corner of Seaforth, has been living on extensions for quite some time. Extensions which, as the town and township have been told, can no longer be granted. A new site must be found. The landfill committee, under the guidance of B.M. Ross and Associates and the Environmental Assessment Act, have carefully gone over the possible sites in the area, and narrowed the possibilities to nine. Testing of the site which listed top in a previous investigation, is now underway to check its suitability to landfilling. Unfortunately whatever happens no one will be totally satisfied with the final decision. There will be some opposition to whatever site is finally chosen, and whoever ends up the neighbor to the landfill site, will inevitably feel "dumped upon" by the powers that be. That's just a basic fact of life. But more unfortunate, the fact a landfill site is needed and the fact Seaforth and the Township of Tuckersmith are trying to kill two birds with one stone, by amalgamating on the landfill problem and utilizing one site, has made enemies of the two factions. This may be a war, but contrary to the way things appear now, it is a fight between man and his nature, man and his progression through the years — man and his garbage. It is not a fight between man and man. Both are merely trying to find a solution to the problem. There are no sides in this war. Sure no one wants the dump next to them, but no one is really trying to shove it off on someone else either. It would certainly be idyllic if a site could be found that would please everyone, and that no one would have to live next to, or at least in close proximity to. That, however is not (labile to happen. A site must be found, and someone is going to end up on the losing side of the stick. It's unfortunate, but It's the truth. And while It's certainly a right of the landowner, town or township, to oppose the final decision of the landfill committee and the Ministry of the Environment in choosing a site, let's remember to enact those rights in a humanistic manner. Dumping garbage on your neighbor's front lawn, because he/she thinks differently than you, or because you feel betrayed by his/her actions is not adult behavior. Instead'it smacks of childish even behavior bordering on intimidation, something landowners present at a recent public meeting were themselves, angered and insulted by. It's human to get angry about such an odorous topic as garbage, but let's remember the enemy here is the garbage, not one another. There are no sides to this issue. And because there are no sides - there will be no winners. Maybe we're all going to lose. — H.M. rl Ji Tile• Ja• +) t MEDAL WINNERS — The Seaforth Karate Club came home with 10 medals, five gold, three silver and two bronze, from a major tournament held In Scarborough on Saturday. The local club fared quite well In the competition featuring about 500 participants from clubs across Ontario and was recognized as "The Most Up and SWEAT SOCKS by Heather McIlwraith Montreal Canadians are a bet'er team I wait through a few rough times Saturday night as 1 watched my Montreal Canadians do battle with the Boston Bruins. Ever confident in the team's ability to annihilate its opponents I had more than a couple anxiety attacks during this one particular game, especially when after the first period the Canadiens were trailing the Bruins 2-1. Isn't it funny how quickly confidence falters when the odds are suddenly against you. Why is it so diffrrslt to be confident despite the fact the picture looks a trifle dismal, at times? Actually, Pm ashamed to admit, my confidence started to waiver early Saturday, long before the game ever started. The reason - a bet. There I was minding my own business, when someone (a poor, misguided Boston fan), decided 1 should put my "money where my mouth is," so to speak, and back the NHL team I'd been supporting verbally for quite some time. Well, after some consideration (it's one thing to defend the team verbally, but quite another to bet on them) I decided to accept the challenge. The bet was made. That's When the Worrying began. I mean, let's be sensible here, there's always the slimmest of chances the Cana - diens could have a bad game and end up the loser, even to the Bruins. Though I must reinforce, it'd be a; rare oecasion. And with the way things would bate it, the one game I decided to beton mare than likely would be game Canadians would, if ever, lose: the g �f( And if, by some freak occurrence the anadiens did lose against the Bruins, it actually wouldn't be fulfilling the terms of the bet that would be my major concern. I think it would be a far more traumatic experience to have to live with the knowledge, and no doubt the constant reminder via snide remarks, that yes, Boston had managed a small miracle on ice. (It would kind of be like shades of the 1980 U.S. Olympic victory all over again). But enough, on what could have been. After the fust period ended I decided to try a little power of suggestion and employed the line, when the going gets tough, the tough get going. It worked. Montreal not only came back to tie the game, but went on to ensure Boston never forgot them. They stung them with.an 8-3 defeat. I like it. (I pity the fool who has too many (any) Boston players in their hockey pool). And as a bonus, I don't have to concern myself with either fulfilling the terrors of the bet, or putting up with the snide remarks that would have accompanied a Montreal loss. Instead, I get to take pleasure in tossing around the snide remarks myself, and preparing myself for a gourmet feast. Well, I suppose, I could be satisfied with "two whole beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a sesame seed bun," but then again I think the circurnstance warrants Much better than. that. Mn nnimm .. /flit getting hungry just Thinking about it. Coming Young Club." Local medal winners were: from left, front, Zanya Hasson, Steve Fehr, Danny Glanville; back, Jean Hasson, Glen Rose, Les Hudle and Ray Contols. Absent, Tim Brown. Raftis photo { Ringette fastest growing sport HERE'S THE BEEF I by Carolanne Doig Five years ago I'd never even heard of it. Three years ago I was asked to help out with it and today Cm right in the thick of it. What is it? Well it's the fastest growing sport in the world and it's called Ringette. Ringette? What is it? Ringette is a unique team sport played on ice and it was developed especially for girls. Many people compare it wherever you wanted. I was confused.... but I to ice hockey or floor hockey, but after was also enthused. observing your first ringette game you will I had been involved with coaching before see it has rules all its own. Ringette was end had taken coaching courses, but nothing invented right here in Ontario, North Bay to had prepared me for a stint with a teenage be exact, back in 1963. In the last 23 years it girls' ringette team. After growing up in a has dealt with a variety of growing pains, and household where malodorous a just threw undergone many changes. In that same time that word In to see if you're awake) hockey periost ringette has spread across the equipment was a common complaint, i found province the country, the continent, and it more difficult to breathe in the ringette around the world. dressing room than in the original Beaver's Before ringette was developed there was room. If you can imagine 15 girls each with a really no "girls only" team sport that could can of spray deodorant, spray perfume, be played in the winter. Girls that wanted to hairsprayand mousse, you'ilhavesome Idea participate in winter sports had to resort to of what downtown LA. must be like on a bad individual sports like skiing or figure skating, day. Dressing rooms for ringette teams or play on girl's ice hockey teams that should have a dozen airvents with fans, and I incorporate modified rules, Even bmomball don't cneAB the cheering kind. Another was a mere fledgling sport when ringette %vas prerequisite for a well planned ringette room invented. Ringette now provides girls of all is lots of electrical outlets, shelves, and wall ages with a game they can call their own. At to wall mirrors. With halrbiowers, curling rust glance 11 may look like hockey but boy is irons, and ghetto blasters, the pregame and it different. postgame gatherings can put a severe dent mI can't remember exactlyhow I became the power supply to a small town. involved. I do remember offering to "help" The noise is deafening, there's no place to with the older team. W ell before I knew it I sit, and you can't breathe. Is it any wonder was coaching the seniors and trying to apply the coach's talks are brief'? Although I may my knowledge of one sport to the pursuit of not have had the best players hi the league, another. I kept calling the ring, a "puck-" I I'm sure I had the best looking team on the couldn't understand the unusual penalties ice. Ireinember one girl arriving at a practice called, (that could have been the Doig m me), lugging the most enormous equipment bag and I viewed the sawed-off hockey sticks that rd ever seen. It took her 15 minutes to unpack came in three different colors, with great her equipment.Thherewere all kinds ofthings suspicion. Not only that, but there was some to make you smell nice, makeup and hair crazy rule about not being able to skate appliance, jewelry, and even tapes for the 1 tape recorder. is it any fault of the poor girt that she forgot her skates'? The dressing room was only the beginning of the experience. On the ice the girls were required to wear helmets. (ril never figure out why they fussed over their hair so much before agame). The helmets would go on and any jewelry would be stashed in my purse. Out on the ice they would go. They practised hard and played hard, and soon became skilled at the unique techniques and plays necessary to enjoy ringette. Practice was not without its problems. Teenage girls have part time jobs, homework and boyfriends. Same - rimes the numbers at practice were pretty slim. To get the best turn out practices were scheduled just before the Friday night Junior "D" hockey games. it got the girls out, but once those Centenaires entered the rink, the girls were there in body only. It's pretty hard to have a scrimmage when everyone even the goalie is facing the lobby. During a game, life on the bench was hectic to say the least. There are far fewer whistles in ringette than in hockey and many of the changes must be made on the fly. With regulations restricting the players to certain zones on the ice and the use of different colored sticks it can become very confusing. Girls tend to be much more emotional than the boys and one minute you can have a bench filled with giris that sound like truck drivers, and the nerd minute they're all in tears. in the last three years there have been Continued on Page A17 March should be abolished Last Friday was not very pretty. Just when your severe bout of cabin fever is waning somewhat, along comes the worst stone of the winter. Relapse time. Sunday and Monday then follow with rain and mild temperatures. March, you see, is a stupid month and can be a harbinger of things to come. The record warm summers of 1919, 1936, 1955 and 1983 all had mild March weather. My grandmother vividly remembers the summer of 1936 as being the hottest she can recall. She has been in Florida for the past two months and has Beverly avoided all this messy nonsense. The frisky senior has been probably cleaning up at the dog track as well. Mardi tends to bring out the best in some people, however. They know the first warm, breezy days of spring are just the wink of an eye away. These people also realize soon it will be time for barbecues, shorts, sand, cold beer, ghetto blasters, baseball and, most important, getting started on that marvellous tan. Yes, it will soon be time to get rid of that siddypall dlookand put some color bads into CORNUCOPIA by Dave Broome those winter abused bodies. March signals the dying days of winter. It reminds me of the sardonic old man - bitter, resentful, cynical and not quite ready or wanting to go. March can be a real incontinent comedian as well, unable to control its morbid urges to play all these neat little weather jokes. Mardi is a capricious month that is irregular, incalculable and guided by whim. The signs this inti cal season is coming to an end are definitely here. The hockey, skiing, broomball-andsnowinobiling activi- ties are winding down WIC spring and summer games like baseball are already in spring training. I have seen a goldfinch and a big beautiful red tailed hawk, who was munching happily on a dead rabbit while a murder of crows cawed obscenities from a safe distance. The days are getting longer and a little warmer. The birds are meandering their way back; people are talking about getting the good cars out of winter storage; some are now returning from trips to more temperate climes and the gas bills are showing a definite trend downward. It is now early Tuesday morning and I am preparing to give my son a ride to the arena. I will, that is, if lean get these Lousy, frozen car doors open. Monday was, as previously mentioned, a rainy, balmy day with a high of IOC. Alas, March. Give me strength. If euthanasia was an accepted thing Pd like to pull the plug on Mardi.