For Blackfly Gazette May 30/18
NOTES FROM THE SCOTCH COLONY
Tattoos and Tilley are in the news
by Robert LaFrance
I grew up
in the benighted hamlet of Tilley, and, at the golden age of seventy, I agree
that it is time that Tilley had a mayor and council. Plaster Rock has one
although it has fewer potato farms than Tilley. Also, because I was born there
in Tilley in 1948, I retain Tilley citizenship and will be eligible to vote in
the upcoming (or up-chucking) municipal election.
In addition
to that, I am also eligible to RUN for office in the new municipality of GTA
(Greater Tilley Area). Therefore, I am announcing today that in September my
name will be on the ballot in the section headed “Mayor, GTA”.
Just
thought I’d let you know.
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It’s gotten
to the point now where I feel as if I should go out and get a tattoo.
Everybody I
see on TV (except Donald Trump) has a tattoo and I feel that I should join the
crowd. Even my dog Minnie is interested.
When I was
a kid about 90 years ago, grownups always cautioned us: “Don’t get a tattoo
because you will get everything from Hepatitis D to Rocky Mountain Spotted
Fever to gangrene to syphilis and your arms and legs will fall off or else
crumble into powder as you’re walking down the street!”
I guess
people today didn’t get that memo. Retired soccer player David Beckham has
approximately 467 tattoos in areas that are visible even when he bears a
business suit, and I’m not going to request a viewing of the rest, although the
very idea sets a tremble among many women.
Also when I
was a kid, the idea of a woman having a tattoo was something bizarre, but in
later years there was a woman I met in Burlington, Ontario and who had tattoos
on her legs. I asked if she had any more, in areas not usually visible, and
when I regained consciousness she was gone. It taught me a lesson: Have my
medical insurance card on my person at all times.
It is
against my nature and my will to do any kind of research, but I did ask a
fellow named John Google what percentage of the population of North America has
or have tattoos. I was staggered to learn that, according to John’s statistics,
21% of the population have tattoos of some sort. I think that falls into the
category that describes the kinds of lies: “There are lies, damned lies and
statistics”. Probably the ones who gathered that statistic were working as
pollsters in the 2016 U.S. election and predicted Donald Trump would finish
seventh in the Electoral College vote.
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It’s a few
miles from Tilley, but the recent election in Venezuela was a landslide for the
ruling party as was the latest election in Russia. In the South American
country, the current president Nicolas Madura won by 90% or more because he had
jailed two of the opposition leaders and his main opponent Henri Falcon, who
collected a total of 1.8 million votes of about 7.5 million even as his party
boycotted the election.
Can NB
Premier Brian Gallant be looking at this? It could be a win-win for this fall’s
election. He could sling the leaders of the NDP and the Green Party in jail on
some trumped-up (no pun intended) charge and then the Tory leader would surely
boycott the election.
But now I’m
thinking: why in the world would an opposition leader think that boycotting an election
is a good idea? What kind of LSD logic would he use? “Okay, we’ll punish that
dictator by not voting. We’ll show him where the cat sat in the buckwheat”.
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Everything is so mealy-mouthed
today. “Harvesting” deer? Come on. When I was a youngster, we shot them. A
special note: I didn’t shoot any, because I was – now this is an estimate – the
worst shot in the tri-county area, and you can include any three counties in
that designation.
Concurrent jail sentences? This
means that if you are sentenced to six years in jail for shooting a moose, you
can be sentenced concurrently – serving it at the same time – to six months for
shooting a human. I have often wondered why shooting a moose draws more jail
time than shooting a human but lately, something to do with age, I’ve given up.
Whoever came up with these phrases that butcher
English so much should be given a ‘high colonic’ (enema) and sent on a 12-mile
hike. Maybe by the time he gets back I will be able to figure out what an
occasional chair does the rest of the time.-end-
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