Lethbridge Herald (Newspaper) - January 5, 1971, Lethbridge, Alberta
4 - THE UTHBRIDGE HERALD - Tuesday, January 5, 1971 Gavin Young All is not lost - yet A terrifying cartoon showing a tremendous semi - humanized bomb, holding in its immense palm a dim-inutive President Nixon and a tiny Leonid Brezhnev, deliberating at the SALT talks, was published on the Herald's editorial page recently. The caption read, "Now aren't they cute?" It was intended as a reminder to an apprehensive world that the talks which ended the third go - round December 18 in Helsinki, had achieved very little, and if something more concrete in the shape of an agreement between the two great nuclear powers does not come soon, the nuclear race could accelerate beyond any hope of settlement. But there are some indications that a wind - down may already be in progress, even though overt Soviet response to the American proposals is still lacking. The heart of the U.S. proposals is that ABM defence systems should be limited to the protection of the capital cities of both powers; and that limits would be set on the number of the long-range nuclear weapons launching systems (both missiles and bombers), of both sides. There would be specific quotas for such global destroying weapons as the Soviet SS-9 which carries a 25 megaton warhead - 25 times as large as the one dropped on Hiroshima. . If such an agreement were reached it would at least reduce the risk that either power might be encouraged to imagine itself able to launch a first strike without suffering nuclear retaliation from the other. But the agreement was not concluded. The cause for hope is that there now appears to be truth in the rumor that the Russians have slowed down the deployment of SS-9s. If this is so it would mean that the Soviets have, at least temporarily, given up their object of acquiring a first strike capability which could wipe out nearly all the U.S. Minuteman sites unless these had ABM protection. If this is so, the U.S. might well agree to go slow with the fitting of Mirv. (multiple independently targetable) warheads to its missiles. The facts are that neither the Soviets or the Americans can rest easily if either one is in possession of a first strike capability - the strike that would leave either one super power or the other without any means of retaliation. Perhaps it is wishful thinking, but U.S. Secretary of Defence Melvin Laird's belief that the Soviets have been going ahead with accelerated deployment of SS-9s is now very much open to question. So the SALT talks may have already achieved some thing, and could achieve more when they resume in Vienna March 15. All is not yet lost in the deadly game of preserving vs. destroying humanity. Parliamentary paralysis Parliament is afflicted with a painful case of near - paralysis. This obviously bothers Prime Minister Tru-deau. In a year - end appearance on the CTV network he complained that with several dozen pieces of legislation awaiting attention only three bills had been passed at the present sitting. The pace is too slow for the times. Across the border in the United States a similar situation exists. Art Buchwald recently satirized the system in a piece in which the president was frustrated, in an attempt to proclaim the New Year, by delaying amendments. And Herblock drew a picture of a big man labelled "representative government" bound and gagged in the presence of little fellow called 'filibuster' who says, "It's awful the way a few kids have been able to deprive majorities of their rights." Prime Minister Trudeau was critical of the Opposition for having prevented the adoption of a rule that would have speeded up the legislative process. He implied that it might be necessary to use existing distasteful procedures to ram through the business. It is surely preferable to adopt some procedure for shortening debate than to court the possibility of encouraging desperation in the populace and dictatorial tendencies in the prime ministership. Frustration has been breeding desperadoes all over the world and has been tempting leaders to bypass legislative bodies. If the thought of their irrelevance has not yet occurred to the majority of parliamentarians it certainly has to a great many people outside the House. Reactions to the proposed increase in pay for Members of Parliament have made that clear. The criticisms often unfairly overlook the extensive committee work done by the MPs because it is not as visible (invisible?) as their participation in the Commons debates. What the people want is some action as well as study and debate. Only when something is done to overcome the Dresent paralysis in Parliament will they be satisfied. Bootlegged An Stealing of archaeological treasures has been a form of bootlegging for years. China claims that much of its historical riches have been taken by the United States, by Great Britain and the "imperialist nations." Greece has suffered extensively through this kind of piracy. So have many Asian countries, particularly Thailand and Cambodia. Recently a draft convention has been formulated, and approved by UNESCO, which would obligate signers to require export certificates for the shipment of valuable art objects and archaeological treasures. Unfortunately the convention does not prevent such an object, which has been smuggled and carries no export certificate, from being imported into the host country. In other words if an ancient Japanese scroll was stolen by an Englishman, there is no law which would prevent its acceptance by a British museum or gallery. Further, the convention applies only to the acquisition of treasures in museums and galleries controlled by the senior governments. Why should private galleries and dealers be exempted? The convention should have sharper teeth. Much resentment and bitterness between nations has been caused by this kind of unprincipled looting. Going part way to prevent it is not enough. Individual governments should pass laws of their own which would put a stop once and for all, to the acceptance of objects representing the cultural heritage of other nations, without specific permission from the nations involved. The color of man By Patti Tomita, iii the Wilson Junior High School Spectrum TV) YOU THINK the color of our skin Africans. After makes any difference? No, I don't, but many people do. These people tease and make fun of people that have a different color of skin. Maybe these people eat different food, live more poorly than others, dress differently and are a different color but this is no reason for this foolishness. Some people think that if they have light skin it makes them better than anyone whose skin is dark. But most people are realistic; they think man should not be judged by the color of his skin. It is absolutely ignorant to call Japanese people, Japs, Chinese people, Chinks, Negro people, Niggers, etc. In tropical countries people with light skin could not easily survive. The sun's rays burn their skin so there are chances of them getting cancer or skin disease. Early men in tropical countries found hunting impossible if they had light skin because they burned so easily. Naturally if they have light skin they will have light eyes; this makes hunting harder also. The sun affects light eyes more fit brightens the view) and if a man in aiming at some animal misses he could go without food for days. So you see dark pigment is almost a necessity in tropical countries. Before 1650 there were many Negro slaves in the United States. The upper class of aristocrats treated all slaves the same no matter what color their skin. In American Colonies there v.ere slaves of many colors, some European and many News gleaned far from the hotel bars 1JEGULARLY at Christmas *� or New Year, a foreign reporter is bedevilled by the smoothness of diplomats and, to a lesser extent, business men abroad, who claim they never believe anything thev read in the Press, "because it is all written in a hotel bar." No foreign correspondent has escaped that tiresome experience. It is one of the lesser and more irritating hazards of the profession. The example of the Bengal cyclone comes to mind for two reasons: first, because of the problems confronting the press in getting to the disaster area, 150 miles from anywhere, and under their own unaided steam; secondly, because of a harangue I personally received from a high personage in Pakistan. "Disgraceful", he fumed "that British - Pakistani relations should be placed in jeopardy by inaccurate British journalists, r e p o r t ing on the failure of the Pakistani government (in West Pakistan) to show immediate and effective concern for the plight of the cyclone victims in East Pakistan." Disgraceful, too, he added, that the extent of the damage had been exaggerated by those same journalists who had spent their time in the comfortable bar of Dacca's Intercontinental Hotel. Anglo - Pakistani relations (not of the best), are, of course, that official's main concern. What rankled was the remarks about that comfortable bar. The press effort, in terms of physical effort and initiative, was something extraordinary and memorable in a hideously memorable episode. Despite the disaster, it was also funny in a cruel Evelyn Waughish way. The Bengal disaster area is about 10,000 square miles of flat green islands and treacherous sandbanks, slashed through with countless serpentine waterways. Maps axe few and inaccurate. The local Bengalis, shocked and bereaved by disaster, were friendly but unhelpful. The place was scattered with stinking corpses, water was thought to be contaminated. There might have been a serious cholera epidemic. For a few days the markets of Dacca were cluttered with foreign journalists, haggling like old women at a sale, stocking up with supplies for the plunge into the interior. Thames Television of London, a team of three, collared a massive Ganges hulk that must have been built 100 years ago during the Indian Mutiny or slightly before. It had three decks, a massive wheel, paddles, and looked like a cross between the AFRICAN QUEEN and a decaying wedding-cake. The three young englishmen stocked it up with two weeks food, largely, it seems, pineapples, cocoa and whisky. I was at a Royal Marine relief base on a remote island when it staggered round a corner, and clanking and gurgling came to rest at a primitive jetty after an accident-ridden two-day trip from Dacca. We sat on its enormous poop that evening, something out of Conrad's OUTCAST OF THE a number of years the European slaves often earned their freedom but the African slaves almost always stayed slaves all their lives and so did their children. By 1750 nine-tenths of the slaves in North America were in the South and most of them were Africans. The aristocrats said, "While all white people are equal, men with dark skin aren't really human beings." They said, "Since God created all things, and almost all slaves have dark skin, God must have meant them to be that way forever." But this was not true and in 1864 after Abraham Lincoln became president all slaves were freed. In Central Africa, Nigeria, Brazil and other similar countries almost everyone has dark skin, while in Canada a very large majority of people are white. Here in Lelhbridge there are quite a lot of Japanese. Chinese and Indian people but there aren't many Negro people and naturally there are a lot of white people. I have lived in Lethbridge all my life and no one has ever teased me about my color or nationality. I don't really know what it is like to be teased and made fun of but I'm sure it is very hard. You see my point is that people should stop this ridiculous childish playing and face the true facts, "Different color of skin does not mean different value and should not mean different treatment from others." Stop all this foolish prejudice and treat everyone as if we were all brothers and sisters. "What's with the bang, bang you're dead bit - I've defoliated your hideout strafed you with napalm, zapped you with nerve gas ..." Letters to the editor Wonderful tribute to teachers and neighbors I don't suppose anyone really pays much attention to Junior High School journalism in our city, but the guest editorial in the Wilson Junior High Spectrum written by a twelve year old Japanese Canadian girl in grade seven in Wilson Junior High, Patti Tomita, really stopped me in my tracks. The tribute she pays to her schools and neighborhood is so tremendous that I have to share it with the readers of the Herald. You see, Patti lives in our crescent on the North Side. Her editorial is basically on the history of discrimination against people because of color and race - a moving and well researched essay. But the lines that really count are the ones that say "I have lived in Lethbridge all my life and no one has every teased me because of my color or nationality. I don't really know what it is like to be teased and made fun of but I'm sure it is very hard." Our crescent contains the usual happy north side mixture of races and religions and about 35 children have played together noisily on the street or out in the crescent - baseball in summer, pick - up hockey on the snow in winter, roller-skating all year around. They usually go in age - group packs and have the run of the houses of the children concerned. They have always accepted the "house rules" of Ihe home concerned and never seemed to have abused the hospitality of the parent concerned. Years ago, we mothers in the crescent talked seriously of how we wanted our children to treat each other - as we rode herd on the pre - schoolers, settled fights, and generally tried to develop socially accept ille character traits in each urchin. We have accepted the responsibility of shaping the attitudes of Canada's future citizens and have tried to live up to the ideals we want our children to accept. Patti pays not only the parents in our crescent a wonder- ful tribute but the staffs of Galbraith and Wilson schools an equal tribute as it is - a>iults who control and create the atmosphere in which our children live. North Lethbridge can be justly proud of being a place where its children can grow up without feeling the crippling, searing blight of racial discrimination. Will we be able to say the same thing for the rest of Lethbridge as Patti grows up and takes part in city-wide activities and enters the city - wide job market? Are parents in all of Lethbridge (particularly mothers) accepting their responsibility for making their neighborhoods a just and fair society for every child found in its limits? Are mothers aware that their own children take their cues regarding discrimination and prejudice from their own parents? Has every neighborhood accepted its responsibility for helping its children to cope with race, ethnic and religious differences as well as accepting the responsibility for giving moral support and acceptance to parents of children who have U.S. eliminated as a power Without a war, the greatest power on earth, and the most beneficial, has been eliminated as a power. She has only one enemy left and we help her make sure that nation has to do the job alone. We watch as dumb sheep while our power is destroyed. Russian influence has taken over much Commonwealth influence. Nuclear ability prevents a nuclear war and otherwise all the odds are in her favor. She is bigger and it is only a question of time. With the rise of China the odds are 9 to 2 in favor of communism 'Crazy Capers' 1 wasn't sure whether you said *come back in the morning' or 'come back in mourning.' and getting better all the time. The U.S. is being forced out of Vietnam and no nation anywhere at a distance but knows the U.S. cannot be depended on for protection. They will, like Vietnam, have to make peace with Communists - that is be swallowed. The Monroe Doctrine has been breached and Communist groups have infiltrated the U.S. and there is a riot or bombing almost daily. Who needs a nuclear war? Not Russia. Right here in Canada we can't even ask for an investigation into foreign influence in universities without someone braying about freedom, while knowing we even give grants to men who are taught in our universities to destroy us and lead riots, so that, presumably, they can do a more effective job. And we try the impractical road of international co-operation when we refuse to handle co-operation in our own Commonwealth. As the saying goes, we will not hang together so wc are going to hang separately. But such has always been the case when a great empire has died. Little nationalism has always been the greatest enemy of any nation. J. A. SPENCER. Magralh. emotional or other learning handicaps - a terrible burden for young parents in particular to bear? In closing, I want to pay tribute to the hands that have rocked the cradle in our crescent and have made the wonderful "world" for our children; Rumi Ibuki, Grandma and Anna Zorzetti, Jolene To-kariuk, Stella Zabel, Valeria Crowe, Dianne Bennett, Carol Fraser, Barbara Walker, Jessie Higa and Dorothy Tomita. I truly could not have wished our children to grow up in a belter neighborhood. MRS. C. E. C. DAW. Lethbridge Editor's note: The editorial by Patti Tomita is reproduced elsewhere on this page. ISLANDS, while hoards of hungry Bengalis crowded round and were given supplies by Marines. The BBC "Panorama" TV team, in a similar grotesque craft, had landed on an island with the intention of staying there, self-supporting, for three weeks. A press photographer was dropped off on a sandbank by seaplane. A party of Marines, approaching an island for the first time, were stunned to find a tall, gaunt, but white figure with a stubbled* face, striding nonchalantly towards them crying, "Hello. Welcome. Any room aboard?" He had arrived there by canoe three days before and had been filming and sharing tea and hardboiled eggs with the locals. There were many other Instances in East Bengal. On the whole the news of the flood damage was not exaggerated, considering the difficulties. Sometimes news is almost bound to be. During the fighting in Jordan in September, journalists locked up in another Intercontinental Hotel considerably exaggerated the damage to Amman. Words like "Hiroshima" and "death of a city" were too cavalierly thrown about, even though the battle was horrific enough. That, though, was undoubtedly largely due to the fact that journalists could not - though not through want of trying-get out and see for themselves. In Cambodia this summer, things were far from a joke. It is far more dangerous even than Vietnam. There is no official transport for journalists, no helicopter cover or means of evacuation from a tight place in a countryside riddled with Communist troops, who have shown that they will shoot on sight, or worse, stop you, beat you, then kill you or take you away. If a journalist goes out of the capital, Phnom Penh, he is on his own in his car and he is only safe when he gets back. No other foreigner ventures out: diplomats are not allowed to. More than 20 correspondents have been reported missing or killed since March this year. The most recent, Frank Frosch of United Press International, a quiet, amiable man with whom I discussed these risks in August, was beaten and shot to death 20 miles from Phnom Penh in November. On one trip I took to visit the South Vietnamese troops in Cambodia - a drive of 50 miles -I was strolling with Ian Mackenzie of Reuter through a riverside town, relatively remote from civilization, when we were approached by a haversacked figure in beard and jeans, who asked the way to Phom Penh. He was a freelance photographer in from Vietnam. He might have been hitch - hiking through Somerset or Maine. No foreign correspondent who has covered more than one or two wars - one war if that one was Vietnam or Cambodia - should be accused of bragging if he says he has lost count of the times when he felt he carried the risk-taking too far. But mostly they talk about it only among themselves- when they get back to that bar. It is easy for foreign residents who live with families and wives in houses to sneer at people who use bars. But if you live in hotels, when not in the field, where are you to drink? And, in any case, journalists are not too worried, as circulation figures comfortingly show, those who say they never believe what the papers say still go out and buy them. (Written for The Herald and The Observer, London) Looking backward Through the Herald 1921-Lelhbridge's population is given as 14,365, according to figures given in the new Henderson Directory. liiifl - Announcement was made by the manager of the Empress theatre that one bushel of wheat will admit one person to a regular show at the theatre from now on and farmers are urged to throw a few sacks of wheat in the car and take the family to the show. 19-11- At the statutory meeting of city council with all members present, Mayor Elton was re-elected for a seventh term. 1951-One of the "unsinkable" ships of the Second World War was reported on her way to the bottom off the north-east coast of Australia. The British freighter Palana, which had survived German mines and attacks several times during the war hit a rock and was sinking slowly. 1961-Ailsa Craig, a tiny rock island that traditionally pro* duces granite for curling stones, will produce no more. The rock, sticking out of the Firth of Clyde, is just about chipped away. The Lethbridge Herald 504 7th St. S., Lethbridge, Alberta LETHBRIDGE HERALD CO. LTD., Proprietors and Publishers Published 1805 -1954, by Hon. W. A. BUCHANAN Second Class Mall Registration No. 0012 Member of The Canadian Press and the Canadian Dally Newspaper Publishers' Association and the Audit Bureau of Circulations CLEO W. MOWERS, Editor and Publisher THOMAS H. ADAMS, General Manager JOE BALLA WILLIAM HAY Managing Editor Associate Editor ROY F. MILES DOUGLAS K. WALKER Advertising Manager Editorial Page Editor "THE HERALD SERVES THE SOUTH"