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Reader's Viewpoint PORT PERRY STAR -- Wednesday, Sept. 22, 1976 -- 5 "Editorial unbecoming a good quality newspaper" The Editor, Port Perry Star Port Perry, Ont. Dear Mr. Gast, First of all, I enjoy our local paper - I read most of it most of the time. To be fair, I should have written sever- al times in the past to offer congratulations. However, I am writing this time to point out what I believe to be a poorly thought-out and illog- ical piece of writing: The editorial 'Lotteries Immor- al" (Sept. 9). To quote: "Lotteries are immoral in that they legally tell people that their hopes of material wealth are based on chance." In any case, in- spite of the Puritan work ethic, hopes for material wealth are at least partially based on chance, No matter how hard each of us tries, we have no choice as to where, 'when, or to whom we are born, and this "gamble at birth" plays a major role in our eventual accumulation of material wealth. A gamble may help to attain wealth, but it doesn't help people keep it. Chance does play a role in the acquisition of wealth,-and it is foolish to deny this reality whether we like it or not. We all know people who are financially poor inspite of their efforts and others who are wealthy inspite of their lack of effort. My second point - to quote "They exploit the dreams of the poor to pay for the pleasures of the rich." This is an impressive sounding but meaningless sentence. Lotteries exploit dreams no more than dozens of other institutions and -businesses. The sentence should perhaps read: They titillate the dreams of the poor to some- day enjoy the pleasures of the rich. My third point - to quote "Lotteries are wasteful in that more than half of the proceeds are for promotion and administration." Then in your example you state: 58 percent promotion, and administration." There is a big difference! Fourthly, how is a lottery an "unfair burden on the poor'? No one has to buy a ticket! We all have to pay taxes. ¢ Moreover you have missed a very important psychologi- cal point: rich and poor alike begrudge every dollar they pay in taxes. grumbles about the price of a Asks for other readers' opinion The Editor, Port Perry Star, Port Perry, Ont. Dear Sir, With reference to your article and to the council meeting on Monday night concerning the Cartwright - Manvers boundary road north of the 7A where a section of this road is com- pletely impassable from the first snow fall to late spring. I would like to make what I consider a few relevant points when it comes to local taxes and how they are used, particularly as this is an election year and a time of reckoning for council members. 1. They are local taxes and as such should be used for local projects not for build- ing monuments to local of- ficials of which a small minority ever benefit. 2. To expect us or any other property owner to effectively pay twice for a facility which is made available to the rest of the community should never be suggested and is totally unacceptable. 3. To equate individuals that have built their own homes on their own property, to developers who have to provide these facilities is nonsence, developers sell their properties at huge profits and can well afford to provide paved roads etc. and give large pieces of lands to the township for parks etc. One council member open- ly admitted that he had 37 people in his ward in similar circumstances. Its just as well he won't be standing for re-election in December. The council stated that there were hundreds of sections of such roads in the township. I would like to know just how many there are, and if in fact there are as many as stated and the cost of giving these people year round access is pro- hibitive, that a plan and schedule be made to fetch these roads up to usable standards over the next few years and that it be budget- ed for out of taxes. I would personally like to hear from anybody who feels the same way I do, ie that the tax payers come first in the community since they pro- vide the revenue both direct- ly and indirectly. Also I would like to hear from people who are in the same predicament ie paying taxes for a permanent resi- dence and only getting sea- sonal access. Please print my address. Thanking you in advance. Yours truly, LK. White, RR 1 Nestleton. No one. lottery ticket. Point five - to quote: "Lotteries are degrading be- cause they pander to the greatest social evil our so- ciety faces today - -its idolatry of material things'. Big deal! The entire adver- tising industry does just that! Advertising has done more to distort and pervert® human values than lotteries ever could. By the way, does your office sell lottery tickets? Point six - you make a big assumption in saying, "win more money to buy more things." It may happen that some lottery prize money goes to very humane, non- materialistic ends. You also assume that your readers are all shallow and naive enough to rest their hopes for "ever-lasting happiness" on materialism, . Lastly, "Gambling fosters greed." I could write a book on things that foster greed and never get around to mentioning lotteries. You should direct your efforts to attack some of the institu- tions within our society that foster greed to a greater (continued on page 6) Bill Smiley The fruits of summer End of summer, and it's piggy time in most of Canada. You know what I mean. Don't tell me you haven't laid a cob of corn, slathered in butter, across your face recently, For most of the year, in this northern clime, we must content ourselves with produce grown either in greenhouses or in the States, and it's about as tasty as an old rubber boot. ' Oh, it look great on the supermarket stands. Sock the sprinkler to it several times a day, and the junk look crisp and fresh. But the celery tastes much like the lettuce, the turnips much like the potatoes, the oranges, picked green, much like the grapefruit. And those pale pink tomatoes, in their neat cellophane packages, taste But for one glorious, short burst, Cana- dians can live like gourmets, gourmands, o gluttons, as they choose. J First come those slim green onions, fresh out of the soil. They are so crisp and zingy + they don't even seem to be distant relatives of the limp bunches we buy in the winter. Then the trickle turns to a stream as the baby potatoes appear, and the fat, juicy strawberries, and the mouth-watering rasp- berries a bit later, and right along, the crunchy green and yellow beans, fresh- picked. And then, perhaps the greatest treasure of them all, real tomatoes, plump and firm and sun-kissed, with a flavor surely designed by the gods themselves. They are no more like that imported trash than a sexy kiss is like a like nothing at all. pat on the back. 50 YEARS AGO Thursday, Sept. 23, 1926 The oldest voter in Prince Albert to cast a vote on last Tuesday was Mrs. D.L. Williams, who was in her 95th year. Mr. Keith McMillan has returned home to Port Perry after spending some months at mission work for the United Church in Manitoulin Is- land. He will resume his studies at Victoria College shortly. Miss Hazel Ackney has gone to Peterboro from Epsom to attend Normal School. 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, Sept. 20, 1951 Rev. R.H. Wylie, min- ister of Wesley United Church, Pembroke has accepted an invitation to the pulpit of the United Church at Port Perry. Congratulations to Kae Philip, Utica, who won Remember J' When..? the special school prize for girls at the Port Perry Fair - a fountain pen. Miss Barbara Hooey, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Keith Hooey, is now att- ending business college in Oshawa. 15 YEARS AGO Thursday, Sept. 21, 1961 Dr. David D. Palmer of Davenport, Towa, grand- son of Daniel David Palmer, founder of the chiropractic profession, visited his grandfather's birthplace in Port Perry on Sunday, September 17th. W. Earl Martyn, Port Perry, paid $1,000. for six- year-old herd sire, Oyler Farm Admin Achilles, at the Dispersal Sale of the purebred Holstein herd of Edward Oyler. The forty- six head sold for a total of $17,990. Mrs. George Wolfe, Blackstock, spent the weekend at Upper Canada Village with the Toronto Women's Press Club. 10 YEARS AOG Thursday, Sept. 22, 1966 Congratulations to Lor- na Wright of Blackstock .. who was awarded a schol- arship providing her with free tuition for four years at Waterloo Luth- eran University. Mr. Roy Leask and son John, Greenbank, won runner-up for Premier Breeder and Exhibitor at Port Perry Fair, Elm- croft Farms taking the Award. The tender of Arch Con- struction, Toronto for the amount of $147,875.46 in regard to the six-room addition at the school was accepted subject to ap- proval of the Ontario Municipal Board. Hin THY Boers Tall) sh Had I the talent, I would write an ode to the lowly tomato. A friend of ours who has a small farm brought a basket of his beauties around the other day. I put them in the kitchen, went out to his truck to chat for a minute. Came back in and caught my wife, leaning over the kitchen sink, slobbering as she wolfed them down, a tomato in one hand, salt shaker in the other. I had to lock her in the basement for a while, or she'd have cleaned up the whole basket. And then, of course, there are the cucumbers, so fresh they almost snap back at you when you bite into a slice. Into August and the piece de resistance - ear-to-ear sweet corn. It must be fresh- picked, and not boiled too long. Lather it with butter,get your head down,nose out of the way, and go to it. My heart goes out to those people whose teeth are so worn down or so insecure that they can't eat corn off the cob. The only thing worse would be to be impotent. Some of my most treasured memories are connected with corn. When I was a kid, we used to steal it. Over the fence into somebody's garden, stuff the shirts with corn, and back over the fence, hearts pounding, waiting for the shout or the shotgun. Then off to the sand-pit, build a fire, and gorge. We didn't use a knife to spread the butter on. One of the gang would have filched a pound of butter from the family fridge. Put the butter in an empty can, melt it over the fire, then just stick the whole cob into the can. Another memory is of swiping corn from our own gardens; and taking it down to the "jumgle" by the railway tracks, where the hobos lived in summer. Then a royal feast, lying back afterwards and choking over the hand-rolled smokes the unemployed rail-' riders would give us kids. As a skinny 13-year-old, I set a family record by going through 13 cobs of corn at a single sitting. In those days, you didn't fool around with corn, using it as a side-dish, along with cold meat, potato salad and other nonsense. If you had corn for supper, you had corn - until it was coming out your ears. The only thing that interfered with the eating was having to come up for air once in a while. Before this column get too corny, ha-ha-, let's get back to that cornucopia of succu- lence the average Canadian can slurp through for a couple of ineffably delirious months of gluttony. . Right along with the corn come the peaches. I just had three for breakfast, peeled, sliced, sugared and covered with cream. My wife worked as a peach-picker when she was a student, and she has an eagle eye for the best, firm, ripe, juice- * spirting. ' And what is more delectable that a fresh, ripe pear? You need a bib to eat them, and I say 'them' advisably. Anyone who eats only one pear at a time is not a true Canadian. i Plums. Buttered beets. Boiled new potatoes. Butter-nut squash. If you see a few stains on the paper as you read this, don't be alarmed. It is just drool. You can take your grapes and squash them. You can take your bananas and stuff them. Who needs meat? Just set me down at a table, preferably the picnic table in the backyard, with the sun slanting in from the west. Then set before me a plate of new potatoes, boiled in their skins, and half a dozen cobs of just-shucked corn, and a pound of butter. On a side plate, one ripe tomato, cut in thick slices, half a young cucumber, cut in thin slices, six or eight slim green onions, the whole resting on a bed of that green lettuce fresh from the garden. Salt and pepper and a little vinegar within reach stand well back. Or better still, don your sou'-wester. There is going to be a lot of juice flying. Show me a dinner of Canada's finest produce about the end of August, and I wouldn't trade it for the most exotic meal in the most elegant restaurant in Paris. Even the mind slobbers a little, in retrospect. The Argyle Syndicate Ltd. PORT PERRY STAR Company Limited Phone 985 1383 See, En {; a y, td rar Serving Port Perry, Reach, Scugoq and Cartwright Townships J. 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