Flug
got his ‘S’ frozen off
by
Robert LaFrance
I like it when other writers do my
work for me. I just finished reading a biography of our late Premier Richard
Hatfield and have now started reading the David Halberstam book ‘The Best and
the Brightest’, about all those brilliant men who got the U.S. into the Vietnam
War.
I say ‘men’ because they were almost
100% males and even included President John F. Kennedy, who was severely
against the war but found himself being slowly dragged into it.
How Richard Hatfield got dragged
into this column was because of a description by Halberstam of Robert
MacNamara, the U.S. Defence Minister in the mid-1960s. Here’s the description:
“He was intelligent, forceful, courageous, decent – everything in fact, but
wise.” Thinking of the Bricklin and the Diplomat Motel scandals, plus the
marijuana in his suitcase, I’d say the description was spot on.
Mike Duffy’s parents were also
unwise. Next subject.
There’s been a lot of water under
the fridge since the Bricklin and all that stuff, but has anything really
changed? As I write these immortal words, the ice still hasn’t gone out of the
river at Perth-Andover and people are sweating profusely. Dave Eagan’s berm
around Victoria Villa special care home represents, as far as I can see, the
only constructive reply to the 2012 flood and request to future floods. The
rest of the province seem to think that ‘monitoring’ the water levels is all
that can be done.
When I think of the word ‘flood’ in
connection with Perth-Andover, I remember the April 11, 1993 flood. Doing spot
news (as they say, but mine was more like spotty) for CJCJ Radio in Woodstock,
I recorded a news report from Larlee Creek. I’m not sure if it was broadcaster
Dave Rogers or station manager Rick McGuire, but whichever one it was, here’s
what I said to him for broadcast in half an hour: “It looks as if this year
Perth-Andover is going to be spared a repeat of the devastating 1987 flood. The
river level below Perth here at Larlee Creek is quickly dropping and residents
are breathing a sigh of relief…”
Other than all those clichés, there
was another item wrong with that radio report heard by thousands; it was totally wrong, dude.
Half an hour after the news item went on the air, the village, the police, EMO,
the fire department and others started evacuating people from their homes.
I don’t remember if I included that
news report on my freelance invoice, but if I did, I should have been shot at
the stake, as my friend Betty used to say.
Like many others, I say to myself
several times a year: “Now I’ve heard everything!” It appears, as of Wednesday,
April 15, that I was wrong. On The Current, Anna Maria Tremonti’s weekday
morning radio show on CBC, she described the situation of a an Italian man
whose body was diseased and pretty much finished and said that an Italian
doctor planned to perform a head transplant on this guy, cutting off his head
and transplanting it onto a donor’s healthy body. One assumes that the donor
had been shot in the head by a South Carolina police officer on a normal shift.
The operation would take 36 hours
and involve 100 doctors; apparently the chief surgeon would carefully examine
the recipient’s head, and might I suggest that his own might be able to use a
look-see as well?
Federal and provincial government
bureaucrats and elected officials often make mistakes and we forgive them for
that, but we don’t hear so much about the municipal people making what were
called (in the Meech Lake era) ‘egregious errors’. However, whoever schedules
ice time in the Moncton the Colliseum is in deep trouble to the tune of
$125,000. He or she scheduled two important playoff games for the same evening,
and one had to be moved to Fredericton – teams, players and even ticket
holders.
The QMJHL team Moncton Wildcats had
to move their April 17 playoff game
because of this airline-type overbooking. The only reason I can think of
is that the Moncton city bureaucrat thought that one of the two playoff series
would be all over by that date.
Speaking of ice, my friend Flug is
just getting warm again after his February 3-week vacation in Novosibirsk,
Siberia. He saw an ad on the Internet for a vacation package whose total cost
was $900 – food, travel, and lodging. The trouble was, Flug thought the ad read
‘Iberian holiday!’ He had missed the ‘S’. As we well-read people know, the
Iberian peninsula contains Spain and Portugal, and Siberia contains, well,
cold.-end-
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