The Citizen, 1990-05-30, Page 5Arthur Black
THE CITIZEN. WEDNESDAY, MAY 30, 1990. PAGE 5.
Elvis knew
how to treat
machines
There are two things I will always love
about Elvis Presley. One is the way he sang
“That’s Alright Mama’’. The other is the
way he shot up television sets.
Story goes that whenever Elvis played
Vegas, there was an unspoken understand
ing with the hotel management that the
King might need a new TV on very short
notice. In fact it wasn’t inconceivable that
he might require two or even three new
ones sent up to his suite in a single night.
That’s because when it came to channel
changing, Elvis was ahead of his time. If he
was watching TV and somebody came on
that he didn’t like, ol’ Elvis would haul out
a gold-plated Colt 45, squint down the
barrel and dust that program -- and the TV
tube - straight into vacuumland. Legend
has it that the TV icon Elvis most enjoyed
blowing away was Robert Goulet, but
that’s probably too delicious to be true.
I can’t count the number of times I’ve
wanted to shoot my television - or at least
put a Greb Kodiak through the screen. I
never do it, of course. You have to be rich
or psychopathic to get away with that.
The International
Scene
Chizse and effect
in the money
markets
BY RAYMOND CANON
I have, it seems, a number of students in
my economic classes who come from the
towns that wait in rapt anticipation the
publication of yet another of my incisive
articles on the world around us. At least
one of them goes over each article very
carefully to see if there is anything that I
say in print which I contradict in class and I
take it from this bit of information that the
same student is ready to pounce. I guess
that is the right word since pounce that
student did as a result of reading my article
to the effect that Ottawa was not always to
blame for the economic decisions^ i.e. high
interest rates which currently afflict us.
Never one to back down from a
challenge, at least an economic one, I took
the student into an empty classroom and
proceeded to use the blackboard to
illustrate the point. Let me show you how
this works. Let us assume that the United
States, Germany or Japan or perhaps all
three of them decide for some domestic
reason to raise their bank rate or interest
rate set by the central bank which guides
all other interest rates in the country. First
of all you have to realize that they do it
without giving any consideration whatso
ever to what Canadians will think about it
or how they will be affected by it.
Keep in mind that we have free trade in
money; that is, money can flow across
borders without any difficulty and there is
a great deal of money in savings acocunts
or pension funds looking for the highest
rate possible. If the managers of this
money decide that this attractive interest
rate is not to be found at home in Canada
but in other places, they will take the
money they have invested in bonds or short
term savings in this country and move it
elsewhere.
What this does is create a demand in
Canada for foreign currencies and the
Toward the end there, Elvis kind of had
both bases covered.
My TV isn’t the only hunk of hardware
that fuels my homicidal fantasies. I’ve
often dreamt of drop-kicking my Ronson
electric, cuffing my clock radio and
slap-shooting my bedside alarm clock right
out the bedroom window. My eight foot
Amana side-by-side is too massive for a
simple, unarmed frontal assault, but that
doesn’t stop me from entertaining reveries
of dropping a burning tractor tire over its
top and necklacing the mother into the big
display room in the sky.
What characteristic do all of the afor-
mentioned chunks of technology share?
Treachery. They have all, at one time or
another, betrayed me. Usually when I
needed them most. Not being rich - or
owning a gold plated Colt 45 - I have
forgiven, but not forgotten.
But I’ve got a hunch the day of reckoning
is at hand. In Atlanta, Georgia there is a
place called The Bullet Stop. It’s a shooting
range where you are the hunter and the
quarry is - well, your sock-eating washing
machine, maybe. Or perhaps that stupid
toaster that skims burnt crusts across your
kitchen like a skeet shoot. At Bullet Stop
you can rent shotguns, handguns, semi
and full automatics and then proceed to
riddle the utility of your choice. And some
of them are tougher than they look. One
disgruntled housewife lit into her vacuum
cleaner with a Thompson submachine gun.
It absorbed 50 rounds before it finally
hoovered its last.
result is totally predictable. The exchange
rate of the Canadian dollar will drop below
the level which the government wants it; it
will, in fact, continue dropping or else stay
at this undesirable rate until the Canadian
government, i.e. the Bank of Canada, bows
to the pressure and raises our rates to
prevent any further flow out. All this has
come about, don’t forget, as a result of
decisions made in Washington, Tokyo or
Bonn but most assuredly not in Ottawa.
What makes the situation even worse is
that high interest rates are used in any
modern economy to fight inflation. You
may recall that back in the early 1980’s, the
then Liberal government resorted to ex
tremely high rates (about 20 per cent) in
order to fight the double digit inflation that
we were suffering at that time. It worked
but it took time to have any effect.
For this reason, if we are in the middle of
trying to bring down the rate of inflation
when the other countries decide to raise
their interest rates, we suffer something of
a double whammy. That is precisely the
situation right now.
You think that is all? Far from it! We
have in effect a triple whammy. You have
all heard of the large budgetary deficit
which has to be financed and, if you have
Letter
Take a look
THE EDITOR,
Although the recent furor over the
“Rails to Trails’’ idea seems currently laid
to rest at the local level, the plan is far from
forgotten at the provincial, national and
international levels.
The June, 1990, issue of the National
Geographic (available at libraries) features
an excellent article on the concept of
linear parks.
Mabel’s Grill
Continued from page 4
hear they’re having a crackdown on street
vendors in Toronto. It says in the paper
they may even seize some of the vending
carts to keep people from selling where
they aren’t supposed to. “The way prices
Is mankind about to overthrow the
technological tyrant? Last month some
Pasadena, California neighbours threw the
world’s first Sledge-O-Matic Party. Parti
cipants gathered up all the machines in
their lives that either didn’t work or
performed perversely, put them in a big
pile and then kicked hell out of them. Balky
gizmos that breathed their last at this
year’s Sledge-O-Matic included a self
winding wrist watch that didn’t, a cassette
player still non-functional after nine cord
replacements and a colour TV that went on
the fritz during the NCAA Final Four
Basketball Playoffs. Where are these
aberrant appliances now?
Ground to techno-rubble, every one.
Frankly, I like the concept - and I
approve of Bullet Stop too. So would Ned
Ludd. Ned was a splendid anarchist who
led a band of merry pranksters through the
north of England in the early 1800s,
smashing textile machines wherever they
found them. The Luddites lost the battle of
course. The Industrial Revolution swallow
ed us all, and sometimes when I’m sitting
in a car that won’t start, or an elevator that
won’t elevate or contemplating the gray,
blank stare of a computer monitor that’s
just eaten my newspaper column, I dream
of throwing my own Sledge-O-Matic party
and inviting Ned and his gang.
It would be a grand bash. We’d have
music.
Elvis, of course.
On a hand-cranked Victrola.
Letter
from the
editor
been reading this column, you realize by
now that a lot of this debt has to be
financed by selling government bonds to
foreign investors. These same investors
who have no special loyalty to Canada, may
decide that the bonds of the United States
or even Switzerland are preferable to those
of Canada. Again the result is predictable.
We cannot sell our bonds under such
conditions until our government through
the Bank of Canada raises our bank rate so
that it can once again compete favourably
with other countries’ rates.
If we had a strong economy which was
able to stand on its own two feet, we could
thumb our noses at the machinations of
other countries. However, beholden as we
are to foreign investors to finance our
budgetary deficit and with a bad deficit in
our current account as well (that is another
horror story), we can only follow meekly
along with the others, not daring to call our
home our own.
You can see now that there is a definite
cause and effect in our interest rate
procedure. I hope that you can also see that
we will continue to be on the receiving end
until we start living within our means as a
country. So far I have seen little evidence
of the latter thing happening.
at trails
Unless those who are opposed to the idea
can guarantee that their farms and rural
properties will remain in their families for
the next 100 generations, I suggest they
read this article and re-think their position,
lest the rightful heritage of all our children
be lost forever.
Toby Rainey
Brussels
887-6086
are in Toronto it’s about the only place you
can afford to eat. Besides, you can kill two
birds with one stone. While you’re caught
in a traffic jam you can open the window,
order a hot dog and have it delivered and
eaten before you get a chance to move.’’
Caught
in the middle
BY KEITH ROULSTON
I don’t know if it’s more exciting, but it
certainly is a challenge to edit a newspaper
that’s caught in the middle of a whole lot of
larger communities.
First of all, of course, there is the sheer
size of the area we try to cover at The j
Citizen. From the Moncrief area in the east
to nearly Dungannon in the west, from 3
south of Londesboro to north of Belgrave,
we cover an area of 200 square miles. It
means that we have all or parts of two
incorporated villages and seven townships
in our coverage area. Students from our
area go to seven different public elemen- 'i
tary schools, let alone the different i
separate and private schools. ;
But the fun begins when you have to sort ;
out the other parts of our coverage. '
Newspapers in large centres, for instance,
just make it a practice to report on the
activities at their local hospital. They can
cover just about everything of importance
at that hospital because they only have one
community hospital.
But residents of The Citizen’s coverage
area could go to any one of the hospitals in
Listowel, Seaforth, Clinton, Goderich or
Wingham. We’ve always been hampered ;
in those “first baby of the year’’ photos,
for instance, because how did you decide if
the baby was from our area. It also means
that if we donated the same amount of
space to each of the hospitals as the
newspaper that only has one hospital to
cover, we’d be a hospital newsletter rather ’
than a community newspaper. f
Each week we’re also confronted with
the guessing game of which police depart
ment might have covered a particular
accident or crime that has taken place. The
situation is at least a little simpler here but,
depending on where the event takes place,
we might have to call OPP detachments at |
Wingham, Goderich or Listowel.
But the fun really begins when we try to
cover activities of local students at the high .
school level. Other papers, for instance,
have one high school commencement to <
cover. We have five: Wingham, Clinton,
Goderich, Seaforth and Listowel, if we
want to give full coverage to the students
from our area. Any of the newspapers in ?
these communities can just give full
coverage to the commencement activities
and figure they’ve got it covered. If we
gave equal attention to each of those
schools there’d be room for nothing but
high school commencement news for
several weeks in a row.
This leads to the hunt to figure out which
students come from our area and which
don’t. Recently, for instance, we’ve been
going crazy trying to ferret out the
successful track and field athletes from our
area. The list of winners comes out in the
daily newspapers just with the name of
student and school he or she represented.
We can hardly devote space to the Madill
student who comes from Teeswater or the
Central Huron student from Varna so we
have to try to figure out just who comes ji
from our readership area. i
Easier said than done. Many of the '
members of the team who we do know, ,
don’f'even know for sure where their j
teammates come from unless they live next
door. The schools aren’t much more help.
Often the office staff and teachers haven’t
the slightest idea where the student comes
from before he walks in the door in the
morning.
All this leads to two sinking feelings
whenever you try to publish the names of
winning athletes or Ontario Scholar win
ners. One is that you miss somebody and ,
have some reader angry and offended. The
other is that uneasy feeling you get i
whenever you can’t verify something as
being correct. One of the cardinal rules of
this business is that you’re supposed to i
double check everything before you pub
lish it but if you can’t find anybody who can
tell you who is from where, how are you j
supposed to do it?