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aver Weekend, Sunday, June 13, 1993 â€" 6 ~OPINION 467 épeers Road, Oakville, Ont. L6K 3S4 845â€"3824 Fax: 085 Classified Advertising: 845â€"2809 Circulation: 845â€"9742 or 845â€"9743 Ian Oliver Publisher 8 Lid. group of suburban newspapers Includes: . Robert Glasbey Advertising Director CEmeain, Noke iC ,me.mm ‘-w“.k < Norman Alexander Editor mflnpg'n snmnw'?"m% W‘flm T Geoff Hill Circulation Director Semor Crite Today, OshawaWhiby This Week, Peterborough This Woek, Righmond i Vaughan Scarborough Mirror. O Teri Casas Office Manager Tim Coles Production Manager Do t bht of ts malotinl 5 consent of EDITORIAL _ F I Yalk about costâ€"effective! That‘s quite a job that exâ€"cop Peter Foulds is doing for Halton Region to try and stop welfare cheats from bilking the system. The region pays Foulds about $41,000 a year to investigate suspicious welfare cases and the results have, to put it mildly, been a revelation. In 10 months he has saved the region $73,000 outright in false claims but that‘s really just the tip of the iceberg. If the 55 people involved had filed for welfare, it would have cost the taxpayers here $486,000. Amazing stuff. When the region was dealing with budget, it‘s amazing that any counâ€" cillor could think of not supporting this kind of small expenditure to save this kind of money. If just one investigator can save this kind of money, just think what two investigators could do. Something to think about. No surprises oliticians, being what they are, are always quick to criticize whoever is Pin government but offer little in the way of alternatives. Enter Ontario Liberal leader Lyn McLeod, in town last week to the pressâ€"theâ€"flesh of Oakville South riding Grits. McLeod told the assembled multitude , that the ‘social contract‘ plan to cut the provincial debt, was an illâ€"conceived project from the start. Of course no one in the room got any inkling of what the Liberal leader might have done had she been sitting in Premier Bob Rae‘s Queen‘s Park seat. Taxpayers every where are tired of paying the freight for a government they see as excessive and unresponsive to their needs. At least Rae did something! He has taken one of the most gutsy moves of any leading Canadian politician. He stood up, ready and willing to literally, bite the hand that has fed the New Democratic Party coffers over the years. McLeod thinks that there has been just too much confrontation and anxiety over the issue of cutting civil servants. Poor babies. We‘ve got some news for McLeod, maybe she should talk to the hundreds of Mack Canada workers that had their legs chopped off by a U.S. branch plant. She should talk to other people in the real world who have taken pay freezes or pay cuts, had their hours cut and benefits reâ€"negotiated in order to save their jobs and their comâ€" panies from bankruptcy. That‘s why we can‘t get a great hate on for Rae‘s move and anything else that would bring the 900,000 people on the public payroll in this province, into the world where the rest of us live. If she was right on any of her comments, it was that Rae‘s tack in targeting the public service unions for budget concessions, could cost the premier a return to power when the next election is called. She even suggested it could see a strong campaign launched to unseat him. Union officials have already said as much. Only so many programs can be downâ€"loaded to the municipalities, only so many tax increases can be tolerated. Eventually, the premier of this province has to do something to cut the fat, cut the debt and slash the deficit. Rae has made some irresponsible fiscal decisions but at last it looks like he‘s seeing the light. Taxpayers should give him some support. QUESTION OF THE WEEK After 27 years, Metro councillors voted to oppose the CHIN bikini contest but not the male equivalent, the Mr. CHIN Beachboy conâ€" test. Should either or both be banned? Give us your opinion on this topic by callâ€" ing 845â€"5585, box 5012. All callers are allowed 45 seconds to respond and must provide their name, address and phone number for verification. A sampling of the best answers will be pubâ€" lished in the next Weekend edition of the Oakville Beaver. CALL845â€"5585 WHAT READERS SAID LAST WEEK Has the NDP government taken a step in the right direction by raising taxes to control the provincial deficit? "Absolutely not. We‘re taxed to death and we can‘t afford it anymore, so it has to stop. Please!" _ _Name withheld by request ' Al All material published in the Oakvile Beaver is protected by copyright Any Sn io. _/\f _z _ i. ns CLOSER... When it comes to law and order sometimes [ hear rumors that Clint Eastwood plans to do another Dirty Harry movie. I can‘t pretend that I‘m surâ€" prised. It must be easy work. When he portrays that neâ€"erâ€"doâ€" well, rogue San Francisco detective Harry Callaghan, all Clint has to do is squint a lot, adjust his sunglasses from time to time, and blow away bad guys with his .44 Magnum. I can‘t say that I‘m surprised either that Dirty Harry movies continue to be box office dynaâ€" mite. They flog the same comâ€" modity offered by the Death Wish movies Charles Bronson sleepwalks through every couâ€" ple of years â€" simple, Old Testament solutions to modern problems. In the world of Death Wish and Dirty Harry, the lesâ€" son is always cut and dried and the bad guys are always badder than bad. They‘re scum, ergo: gun them down. Would that real life were so simple. Would that modern jusâ€" tice were even in the ball park. The other day on my TV, Oprah was interviewing a prison inmate who had just been sentenced for dealing heroin. "What did the judge give you?" asked Oprah. "Eighteen years," said the prisoner. "And when do you get out?" pursued Oprah. "I‘m eligible for parole next summer," said the prisoner. And the TV audience laughed! That‘s how cynical we‘ve become about the courts and justice. That‘s why a little cheer leaps unbidden to the back of our throat when we see Dirty Harry short circuit a legal sysâ€" tem that‘s constipated to the point of immobility. Hooray â€" here comes simple, monosyllabâ€" ic Harry dispensing instant "jusâ€" tice" in lethal lead capsules. It‘s stupid. It‘s fantasy. But it works. And the news we get from the courts doesn‘t seem calculated to make Six Gun Justice any less attractive. Some time ago, I wrote about the despondent New Yorker who tried to kill himself by jumping in front of a subway train. He lived â€" albeit as a quadraplegic. When he recovâ€" ered sufficiently, the wouldâ€"be suicide sued the New York Transit Authority for a million dollars, claiming the Authority had failed to protect him. He won, too. Last month, a woman sued the Chicago rapid transit system over the death of her husband. And how had he died, exactly? Well, while waiting for his train, he urinated over the tracks. Right on the electrified rail. The wife sued for neglect, claiming $1.5â€"million would go a long way towards allaying her grief. She won, too. » the victim does win Ah, but every so often the _universe unfolds the way it ] ought to. I give you the tale of Dwight Coverson, wouldâ€"be Mississippi rapist. One night, Dwight broke into a house in Jackson and found himself in the bedroom of a 50â€"yearâ€"old unprotected woman. Perfect! Dwight jumped on the woman, slapped her around, cursed her, and when he had her thoroughly .frightened, took off his clothes. Which is when the woman grabbed him in, what would have been an intimate embrace if it hadn‘t been quite so...energetic. There are no names in jiu jitsu for the hold the woman put on the man. You won‘t see it employed by members of the World Wrestling Federation. Suffice to say it was twoâ€"handâ€" ed, viceâ€"like, and extremely painful. _ "Please, please," whimpered Dwight, "you‘re killing me!" "Die then," said the woman. "Woman, you got me sufferâ€" ing," moaned Dwight. "Have you thought about how you were going to leave me suffering?" she replied. With a twist. Coverson eventually manâ€" . aged to break free and get away, but he wasn‘t hard to find. Police just followed the crawl marks in the dirt. They led right to Coverson‘s house. Police found him in bed, in great pain. I don‘t know how Dirty Harry would feel about it, but a story like that sure makes my â€" day. Ti .. %@.@Mw*w-“@g. L0 M ks /A