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Advertisi withdrawn at any time. in on in dn enc enc ud o e n Ian Oliver Publisher Robert Glasbey Advertising Director Norman Alexander Editor Geoff Hill Circulation Director Teri Casas Office Manager Tim Coles Production Manager At this critical time in our history where our very future as a cohesive nation is very much at stake, we need the CBC more than ever as a touchstone to our past an anchor to the present and hope for the future. To further comâ€" mercialize and trivialize this national treasure would be a disgrace. Mr. Spicer would do well to contact U.S. border public broadcasting televiâ€" sion stations, to see who tunes in to their kind of specialized programming. The short answer is that without massive financial support from Canadians, many of these stations, providing quality arts, entertainment and news proâ€" gramming, would be out of business. If Spicer needed any corroboration for this comment, he need only talk with Channel 17 executives in Buffalo and they‘d set him straight. Clearly, the government and the CRTC can‘t have it all ways. A few years ago, it was suggested the CBC do away with commercials, the idea being that it was somehow tawdry to actually have money coming in to support a government service. Luckily, that didn‘t happen and taxpayers are happy about it. This option is again being explored and it should be killed. Next there were comments, not unlike Spicer‘s, that the CBC do more proâ€" gramming for the masses. They make these comments at the same time the previous Mulroncy government slashed operating budgets to the corporation. And there doesn‘t seem to be a movement to reverse that trend under the Liberals. Brilliant reasoning this. What Mr. Spicer does not understand is that without the exposure the CBC gives to Canadian talent in all of its forms and its thorough coverage of news through documentary pieces and the like, Canada might as well run up the Stars and Stripes on Parliament Hill. For it is one of the few truly Canadian symbols we have left and it‘s well worth fighting for. Spicer is a dangerous man. The ‘new‘ CBC would produce the kind of ‘popular‘ television schlock generated by the major U.S. commercial netâ€" works. If there is one thing this country doesn‘t need, it‘s a parade of wretched Canadian sitâ€"coms that only emulate their American cousins. This would be progress? CBC television followed its radio predecessor in tying together a vast and when the CBC was formed, isolated country. To countless thousands of peoâ€" ple, CBC radio was their link with civilization and the corporation‘s televiâ€" sion arm followed in that tradition. The electronic age has changed television and communication forever and ‘niche‘ operators like the CBC cannot possibly hope to compete with U.S. megaâ€"media networks like CNN, CBS, ABC or NBC. It‘s just not viable. Perhaps someone should tell Mr. Spicer, that the CBC‘s mandate is not to be ‘popular‘. Its mandate is to produce Canadian programs for Canadians that include public affairs, sports, art and drama. television and Telecommunications Commission should send shivers of fear down the spines of Canadian television viewers. Keith Spicer was holding forth at a CBC licence renewal hearing and took the opportunity to rake CBC president Tony Manera over the coals for supâ€" posedly ignoring viewers, politicians and losing touch with its audience. Recent comments made by the vitriolic chairman of the Canadian Radioâ€" The CRTC boss condemned the CBC for declining ratings, a trend that has been continuing for the better part of a decade for all television networks. 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Any Frankly, as I laced up my borâ€" rowed curling shoes â€" one of which actually came equipped with a "slider" specially designed to make me fall better â€" I was simply looking forward to seeing my, wife in a tartan curling, skirt I also know that before I actuâ€" ally took to the ice at the local curling rink, 1 questioned how this sport of brooms and rock, and hacks and houses could posâ€" sibly give my keen athletic mind and robust body (have I menâ€" tioned those darn bunsâ€"ofâ€"steel?) much of a challenge. I mean, I‘ve watched curling on TV and the sport seems as simple as Mr. Rogers. Those of you who have never curled might be getting a retinal hernia trying to picture how a person could get so sore playing a game that appears to be about as actionâ€"packed and strenuous as a session of parliament. I know when my wife and I received the invitation from a kindly couple to attend their annual curling party, I said, "We‘ve never curled before, but let‘s go for it. I mean, how hard can it be?" ast weekend, I engaged in an enormous athletic ‘endeavor that has left my muscles a tad tight and a trifle tender... Truth is, I can‘t raise my aching arms above my belly butâ€" ton, and my sorry old dogs are barkin‘ big time. 4 I know what you‘re thinking: hey, you young, hulking, bunsâ€"ofâ€" steel, jockish, superstar kind of guy, to what extreme limits of human athleticism did you stretch to end up in such agony? Did you bench press one too many tons? Indulge in two too many triathlons? Actually, I went curlâ€" ing. . The pain and utter anguish of throwing rocks in the house 13 E{HATABOUT MEXICAN HUMAN RIGHTS VIOLATIONS? I knew I was in for a dandy evening when, despite my vast inexperience, I was the very first competitor to fall â€" which was no surprise for all those who have considered me a bit unbalanced for some time now. If you‘ll kindâ€" ly pardon the curling lingo, which is now part of my daily vocabuâ€" lary like so many cuss words, my fall occurred as I was madly "sweeping a stone." I guess you could say I was swept off my feet. The result: a quality header that scrambled my senses, cracked up my funny bone, and darn near had me in stitches. My dive earned a 9.4 rating from the T a â€" (ahhh, sexist swine); tossing a few rocks at the house (something I‘d been arrested for doing as a child); then hightailing it back to the host‘s house for a few frosties... Hey, my whole preparaâ€" tion for the night consisted of buying a sixâ€"pack and sweeping out my garage. So, how did I fare? Honesty and humility force me to admit that my play merely amazed more than a few seasoned curlers. One veteran went so far as to say my style was "someâ€" thing else." Another blubbered that it had been eons since the club had witnessed "such a specâ€" tacle." And a group of longtime club members made a point of approaching me after my match and saying that for the sake of the sport, I needn‘t ever play again. I was that good! Nevertheless, it was a fine, fun night. Sure, there were a few bitâ€" ter disappointments, not the least of which was my wife choosing to wear slacks instead of the tradiâ€" tional tartan skirt. And, of course, despite my seemingly inherent expertise, I did manage to learn a few things about curling: the game is much harder than it looks. And the ice is even harder than the same~>" > ‘! ‘~ Where I really excelled and excited and truly removed myself from all other hacks in the hack, was at sweeping. In case you aren‘t as familiar with curling as I am, oddly enough a player sweeps when his "skip" yells "sweep!" Now, "skip" is an ancient Greek term meaning "a power freak who bosses people around." I had a great skip. "Sweep!" he‘d scream. "Sweep!" he‘d repeat, even when I was already sweeping. "Sweep!" he‘d shout himself hoarse, sometimes even when it was the other team‘s rock inching up ice. "Sweep!" he shouted at me all night, still screaming even later in my dreams. "Sweeeeeeeeep!" So I swept. And now my musâ€" cles are so sore I couldn‘t pick my nose if my life depended on it. One of the strongest parts of my game was the actual tossing of rocks. I witnessed some soâ€" called experienced players makâ€" ing a big hairy deal of trying to strategically place their rocks in the house for points. But mine is a power game. All of my shots whizzed wondrously right through the old house. Smack! Touchdown, every time. And with each shot, I could hear my awestruck (and doubtlessly jealâ€" ous) teammates whispering, "Hey, this guy‘s a real winner." Or a real weiner, or something.