My normal daily routine begins with a cup of tea. I then turn on the computer and scan the newspapers in order to begin the rest of my day suitably depressed by the world state of affairs.
Today, I chose to break the habit, and finish installing a new (new to me at any rate) dining room light fixture. Midway through, time to sit down with another cup of tea. On the table in front of me was this week’s North Grenville Times. My wife had just removed it from the chair backs where it had been drying since removal from the mailbox. Why did it need drying?, you may ask, (although I doubt anyone is really interested, but I will tell you anyway). Actually, it’s because there is no door on the mailbox, it having given up the ghost after being mangled by flyer delivery, parcels that don’t fit, and snow plows blasting it. I see little point in replacing it, and the NG Times dries quite quickly.
Anyway, to move on, I decided to leaf through the NG pages, and arrived at the letters section. It must be in my blood, this need to get depressed on a regular basis, and the majority of letters to the editor are generally in the category that will help me achieve that state of mind.
Imagine my surprise, and then delight, when I read the letter from Graeme Waymark. He had me in full agreement – and stitches! I particularly like the kudos given to our council, it is mostly well deserved, although I do wish more could have been done to prevent that awful, climate unfriendly, little box subdivision development so ineptly named Oxford Village. However, I do understand the constraints imposed on the present council, having to go along with decisions passed by a previous council – you know, the one that the “wannabe back councilor” was a member of. But then, needless to say, I was brought back to reality by the letter adjacent to Graeme’s which, in no uncertain terms was clearly against “The Correctional Centre”, although said letter didn’t mention it by name, referring instead to the odd little groups of signs that are popping up here and there saying, “No Prison.” Well, I guess that’s ok then, as it’s a correctional centre, not a prison. I hadn’t heard that a prison was to be built, and if it were, it wouldn’t necessarily change my views. The letter also states that a “A Silent No is as Good as a Yes.” Ain’t that true. I look forward to a great deal of silence as the project moves forward.
Thank you Graeme. I guess I went back to completing the light fixture with a fairly balanced state of mind.