Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Jarvis Jam



And the city politicians are doing what? This image, taken yesterday looks north along Jarvis.

Due to a memorial ceremony at the Good Neighbours Club, police sealed off one single southbound lane. Time middle of the day.

This portends the traffic headache that will ensue if the idea to designated a bicycle lane on either side of Jarvis.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Earning points


One wonders whether or not there will be any winner. The vitriol between Jim Balsillie and the National Hockey League (NHL) grows daily. Its a fertile plant. Poison Ivy steps aside for the botanical wonder.
The NHL were the ones that made the issue personal. They were winning legally but Gary Bettman's ego removed the boundaries of common sense by declaring to a court that it was unanimous that all the Governors of the NHL considered Balsillie unfit to be an owner in the NHL.
They do a lot of unanimous votes in the NHL Bored of Governor's meetings. Only a couple of years ago the NHL declared the very same individual more than qualified to be an owner. However the poison started quite consciously by the brat Gary Bettman. Balsillie's group continues to push forward bidding in an Arizona bankruptcy court for the hapless Phoenix Coyotes.
The intention of Balsillie is to move the team to Hamilton, Ontario where for the first time in its entire franchise history, including when the team lived as the Winnipeg Jets, it might actually generate enough revenue to actually break even.
This move has been opposed by the Toronto Maple Leafs who considers all of the southern reaches of the province of Ontario as its very own. It has a veto on any decision although the NHL has said it doesn't. Someone obtained a version of the secret league rules and lo it appears it does. So apparently publicly the NHL has no problem with lying.
Further to the point of character, Balsillie's camp fired back with a list of NHL owner's who conducted themselves badly. One of those mentioned was a Eugene Melynyk, owner of the Ottawa Senators retorted publicly that he now thought Balsillie to be morally challenged.
Quite unlike Balsillie, Melnyk doesn't live in Canada, owns companies facing criminal charges in the United States. He owns a company that committed insurance fraud but faced them in a Canadian court where judges hold little value in sending white collar criminals to jail. Balsillie did commit an indiscretion of miscalculating the value of stock options. He admitted the error, paid all the fines and stepped down from the post he held.
Others in the NHL have committed crimes and the NHL did nothing to censure them from the Board. Harold Ballard was convicted of criminal fraud and sentenced to nine years finally being paroled in 1973. Bruce McNall became the Chairman of the Board of Governors of the NHL in 1992. A couple of years later he admitted bilking investors of $234M. He finally served out his parole in 2006.
Which begs the question of why would anyone of any integrity whatsoever wish to belong to this elitist club known as the NHL owners? At the moment, I hope Balsillie loses his bid. Winning sometimes isn't necessarily winning.


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Nuking the brain


I went to the park. It was a free picnic. I didn't eat anything. I did have some water. It was too hot.

This is a picture in the neighborhood. I took it. It looked like an image that should be taken and not forgiven.

We need a nuclear plant. Water it three times a week. Unless it gets hotter.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Biff

I am still trying to adapt to the new regime. I have to be more careful with the money now. I haven't seen the internet in a couple of days. I meant to submit something as often as I could. There is little to submit after they "the Man" absconded with the piles of garbage.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Nothing could be as bad as



Think you have it bad? Think Moss Park has it bad? Compared with happenings in Northern Ontario, its nothing. According to our confidential unconfirmed and not too reliable sources in that remote part of Ontario the Chinese government has released hordes of highly trained spy animals into the municipal matrices of several towns.

These animals are spreading throughout the province unhindered by normal restraints. Police do little to prevent the territorial expansion of these critters. One has just been seen waddling away from Howe Street nonplussed by the light of day.

If seen these animals must be approached with extreme caution as they reportedly have a prickly temperment. While mass extermination appears to be a solution, another is capture. They would be very suitable if introduced to the wilder parts of Moss Park. Spy equipment would have to be disabled but after that they would fit into the park's goals. They would be mascots for the needle exchange programs.







Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Kane Moot in Knee


Jockstraps get real problems. Before the New York criminal courts, there stands accused one Paul Kane, a NHL hockey player, from the Chicago Blackhawks. The police in New York have leveled assault charges, theft and mischief charges.

One of the major accusations was that the accused did all this over twenty cents. The cabbie didn't have twenty cents change. So it is alleged that Kane and a buddy beat up the cabbie and took back $15.00 in fare.

Whether or these things are true will or might be decided in a court of law. A man was obviously beaten for some reason. The police have sufficient reason to lay charges without the fancy dance of going through the Grand Jury process.

Yet what bothers me is the absolute double standard that most (not all) Canadian sportswriters apply in this case when compared with the reaction to the serious charges laid against Michael Vick several years ago.

In the Kane case, apologies emerge defending Kane by saying that the cabbie wasn't licensed. The taxi driver had a couple of driving convictions in years past. The writer in the story attached to this blog, didn't refer to Kane as an alleged criminal.

Instead Kevin McGran, alleged reporter, sought to criminalize the victim in the very first line of his writing. "The cab driver who is the alleged victim of a beating..."

The "
sports reporter" then goes onto vilify Radecki by citing past indiscretions of this driver. This reporter is not an aberration in sports media. Personal bias runs into almost every story. Facts rarely expose themselves.

The fact of whether or not Radecki had past convictions has absolutely nothing to do with being beaten up. The alleged criminals of which Kane is one, beat up a driver. The fact that the cab was illegitimate gave no right for the alleged to beat the crap out of a driver, steal money that they had contractually agreed to pay which is theft, and that the whole episode evolved over twenty cents.

So here is the comparison. A guy who staving of poverty consents to give two jerks a ride. One of the jerks earns at least a half million after agent fees which is probably about twenty years net wages for the guy giving them the ride. The fact of twenty cents hasn't been challenged.

What also bothers me is the fact that these same writers jumped over Michael Vick almost convicting him before the fact for what he did to dogs. I don't mean to diminish the seriousness of what Vick did, but Kane did it to a human being and is alleged to have done this for the sum value of twenty cents.

Like Vick, Kane is denying everything. He is a hockey star after all. In Vick's case, the NFL suspended him until the court proceedings and criminal punishment had moved through its course. Unlike Vick, Kane faces no suspension until the court matters are settled.

And if the same righteousness, that was applied to Vick, was applied to Kane: He will never get a job in the NHL again. But the sports writers don't believe in consistency, or equality in race, sport or crime, or good journalism.


This article is inserted for the education of the students of the digital watchers.

Patrick Kane's cabbie didn't have licence: Report
In 2008, Patrick Kane, who clocked 46 goals and 96 assists in his first two NHL seasons with the Blackhawks, was given the Calder Trophy for best rookie.
August 11, 2009

SPORTS REPORTER

The cab driver who is the alleged victim of a beating by NHL star Patrick Kane and his cousin on Sunday didn't have a valid driver's licence at the time of the incident, the Buffalo News reported Tuesday.

The newsaper said Jan Radecki, 62, also has two drunk driving convictions.

Radecki had a cab licence in the City of Buffalo since May 1996 and became licensed with the city for a Chrysler minivan in 2003. Radecki's driver's licence, however, was revoked in December 1998 after he refused to submit to a chemical test, according to state Department of Motor Vehicle records. He was issued a conditional licence by the agency after the incident.

Four months later, in April 1999, Radecki's licence again was revoked, this time for a driving while intoxicated charge, according to state records.

According to City Court records, Radecki pleaded guilty to driving while intoxicated charges in February 1999. He was sentenced to 15 days in jail and three years' probation.

Radecki's lawyer, Andrew LoTempio, told the News:

"I know he went into [Alcoholics Anonymous] and has not drank since then."

His client also served no jail time for the conviction because the 15 days was a suspended sentence, he said.

LoTempio told reporters Monday he believed the incident was blown out of proportion, suggesting Radecki had mistaken the Kanes for college kids when he picked them up at 4 a.m. Sunday in a nightclub district.

LoTempio said it is usual for cabbies to lock riders in the cab to make sure they pay.

The Kanes paid $15 for a $13.80 fare, and got $1 change. The alleged beating and robbery took place when the cabbie said he did not have a further 20 cents for the two.

The Kanes have a felony hearing scheduled in Buffalo City Court on Monday. Patrick Kane has been invited to the Team USA Olympic Orientation camp, starting Monday.

Kane's lawyer, Paul J. Cambria Jr., said he would ask that the hearing be rescheduled for later next week. He also said he believes Kane will be exonerated once all the evidence comes to light.

Role of media


The irony of being in the fifth estate carries little value nowdays. During the recent civic strike, journalism skewed the story very badly.

Neutrality and the ability to discern facts seems to be a declining ethic of neutrality in journalism. A lot if stories during the strike were enhanced and embellished.

You can get trash off the ground but you can't get get out of television.

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Indignancy


Today I don't feel like chewing my cabbage twice.

Check today's entry over at the dump site in the link. Just look under the August 8th posting.


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Thursday, August 06, 2009

Hiatus if that is how you spell it

I am taking a few days off from this blog. I will likely be returning here by next Wednesday.

The reason is that I have a couple of projects that came up which are must do at the time.

The blog is always in the back of my mind but I think you would agree to the value of doing those projects first in priority. Its a Terry Fox kind of important.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Calling Walt


There isn't a damn thing that I can write in a blog today. Its frustrating. Probably the summer blahs.

With the garbage strike over, and with T.O. World back together like a sicko Disney Production, hopefully the ground known as common sense will return. From what I understand part of it already has.

Sunday, August 02, 2009

Grey strike

Spinning off of a strike, I am want to relax and put up my fingers.... Under the sun.... Watching the sky for weird looking clouds.

Down here in Southern Ontario its all weird looking clouds. My fingers belong to a union. Today they are refusing to pick my nose.

Saturday, August 01, 2009

Tortured soil, and a solid waste


For a place of good charm, the Toronto City Council showed that it could not cope with linear thinking. They mostly stuck to the political guns to ratify a union contract. Whatever was said, few balanced the issues.

Mayor David Miller stated in a news report that he wasn't responsible for the course of the strike. Nothing like leadership accountability Dave.

Remember, the Star is a Liberal paper. Consider the source when you read it. This article is included in this diatribe for the education and edification of the students of the Digital Watchers.


Toronto Star

David Miller finds little fault of his own in strike
August 01, 2009

David Miller is lifelessly draped across the corner of the mayoral couch, an image that presents a fair impersonation of Jean-Paul Marat after Charlotte Corday got her deathly hands on him.

Defeated – if not exactly dead – is what his opponents are hoping for.

"Frustrated" is the statesmanlike word chosen by the mayor after he rights himself and attempts a post-mortem on what went horribly wrong in managing what he insistently calls this "completely unnecessary" strike.

Amend that: "Frustrated and pissed off," is the mayor's state of mind.

He's furious at the cadre of councillors who tried to strike down the deal negotiated with city workers. He's maddened by what he calls the "recasting of history" that in his view has marked the whole sorry affair. And he is off the charts with the level of enmity he reserves for Councillor Case Ootes who, during a July 8 meeting of the city's employee labour relations committee, of which Ootes is not a member, stepped out to give a television interview on how negotiations appeared to be hopelessly stalled.

"Landslide Ootes walks out and does a media interview and speaks about what we had just been speaking about," says the really pissed-off mayor. "We call him `Landslide' sometimes because he only ... ."

It's probably best if we let Miller trail off at this point.

What Miller does not admit are the miscalculations made in positioning the negotiations in the minds of the public, selling them on a deal he now says he knew he could not deliver and exposing his own flank to a collective of councillors calling themselves the Responsible Government Group. Perhaps due to a mayor's office that appears to be structurally sheltered, not nimble, non-strategic, Miller's momentary failure, if it is only momentary, is not so much the deal itself but the politics of the deal.

Through the window behind him, the public square is not exactly abuzz. On the contrary, the city seems motionless, in a state of stasis, absent the verve the mayor promised to bring to the city and the office when he first swept to victory with that broom in the early winter of 2003. He is wearing a shirt with French cuffs, which is only worth mentioning because it accommodates the shiny cufflinks given to him by Infrastructure Minister John Baird, whose "f--- off" response to the city's failed request for stimulus funding will surely be included in the Miller biography, should it ever be written.

All the positive selling points Miller has accomplished for the city – getting Toronto's handling of the environment onto the world stage (he recently had framed a laudatory letter from former U.S. president Bill Clinton applauding Miller's efforts on this score); targeting at-risk neighbourhoods; Transit City – have faded, at least today, in memory. As he sifts the entrails of the 39-day strike he finds little fault of his own. "We always knew we'd have to give somewhere," he says of the negotiations that culminated most surprisingly with the option of the continued accrual of 18 sick days annually for city workers. "We achieved our goal. I really can't accept that anyone can see it in any other light whatsoever."

If there is a disconnect between the mayor and the people, that may well be it.

Let us pause.

On Wednesday, Miller gave a news conference. This is what he said: "The proposed agreement also eliminates the provision of bankable sick days to our employees by eliminating the provision to new employees and providing existing employees an option to take a payout or participate in a new short-term disability plan. This is how the elimination of sick banks has been done before in other jurisdictions ... and is the fair way to do it in the city of Toronto."

It was yet another miscalculation, for he failed to voluntarily lay out negotiated option Number 3 – the grandfathered sick bank accrual – insisting that the provision had been "eliminated." "Okay, so what's a better word?" he asked in our interview. "Removed? Discontinued? Stopped? Ended?"

Worse, the mayor had no upside to offer. "That press conference was supposed to be about telling Torontonians how their services were coming back," he says sourly. Instead, that news was put on hold pending agreement on back-to-work protocols for Local 416.

By Thursday, Miller was fronting yet another news conference, staring down the murder of oppositional councillors arrayed at the back of the member's lounge where the mayor briefs the press. Case Ootes. Karen Stintz. Denzil Minnan-Wong. "To suggest that our negotiations went outside the mandate is not only untrue, it's irresponsible, it's beneath contempt and it's beneath the very offices that these people hold," Miller thundered in oratory to rival Moses parting the Red Sea. By the way, the mayor added, no previous council had even attempted to do the hard work of getting the sick bank out of the contract.

Standing with his arms crossed, Case Ootes laughed lightly. "How does he know?" he said moments later. "In 2002 he was walking the picket line." (There's the trademark attack on Miller's politics.) "There were a lot of issues on the table and if my memory's right, that was one of them ... But we didn't get the opportunity because the province ordered the workers back to work."

Did Ootes think that, given the chance, council then would have been able to undo the provision for existing workers? "I don't know. I don't know. I have no idea. That's not the point. This mayor ... made a commitment to the people to get this off the books."

In fact, Miller has gotten it off the books. Not today, but in a process of phase-out not unlike myriad other jurisdictions, including Etobicoke pre-amalgamation. The former city of York had similar provisions. Miller says he was well aware of the pattern in bargaining that had been set, a pattern emphasized in a presentation to council and the public yesterday by Bruce Anderson, the city's chief negotiator. Money will be saved, eventually, thus addressing the current urgency expressed across both the private and public sectors to contain benefits costs.

Miller checks his BlackBerry to recall how and when the turning point occurred. He fingers Wednesday, the 15th, as the day he was briefed that Local 416, led by Mark Ferguson, was prepared to talk about the sick bank. "One of their principles was choice," says Miller, who refuses to see grandfathering as an undoing of the way the city had framed its position. "Not at all," he says. "Anybody on council who pretends to have that position just isn't being honest."

A week earlier, on July 8, the city's employee labour relations committee had approved the city's negotiating mandate, the third such motion since September. "Bruce Anderson said very clearly that grandparenting would be one of those options they would have to consider if they were going to get a settlement," recalls councillor Janet Davis, who sits on the committee. "I find it very difficult to understand how anyone in the labour relations committee could somehow suggest that they weren't aware. It was very clear."

Committee member Francis Nunziata, grabbing a smoke outside city hall, says no such thing was clear to her. "When I was briefed by the mayor this week I asked if sick days are off the table. He said absolutely." And they are – for new hires. If Nunziata was confused, it didn't stop her from moving the motion to approve the July 8 mandate.

On that date, all members were cautioned by outside counsel not to speak about the progress, or lack there of, in negotiations. At some point, Case Ootes left the room. Miller's wife, Jill Arthur, happened to catch the councillor on CP24 and emailed Miller to give him a head's up. Miller was furious. "I didn't talk about the strategy," Ootes says. "I talked in generalities that from what I saw in the meeting that the two sides were so far apart that this strike was going to continue for quite some time." Was that appropriate? "Absolutely ... As a representative of the public, it was my responsibility to tell them what they were in for."

Mark Ferguson, coolly watching council's antics yesterday – and they are plentiful and often embarrassingly schoolyardish – credits the effectiveness of provincial mediators as being "instrumental" in ultimately aiding negotiations. "The framework for the settlement was most definitely a framework presented by the provincial leaders," he says. Mediator Reg Pearson, he adds, was key in bringing the two sides closer together. (Ferguson additionally insists that contrary to Case Ootes's memory, eliminating the sick bank was not proposed in bargaining in 2002.) Ferguson, it must be said, looks like a very contented man with the deal now done, including a 6 per cent wage increase over three years.

Throughout it all, the mayor was regularly briefed. He says he slept pretty well. He kept up his daily runs down to the lake from his home in High Park, past two of the temporary garbage dumps set up during the strike. Is he happy with the way he framed the issues? "Well," he says. "I told the facts ... What would have been easy would be to give the unions 3 per cent and not try to make any changes in the collective agreement. Then I would have been severely criticized by the same critics for selling out."

He believes – well, he would wouldn't he – that the mess of the strike will end up being merely a political moment, and not an election issue. Time will tell that tale.

Is he running again? "Yes." Is he committed to that? "Yes." Will he change his mind in six months? "No."

"I'm not saying this is my career. I'm saying I'm intending to run for one more term. I've always said that you need three terms to do what's needed to be done in the city."

The wallpaper on Miller's BlackBerry is a photo of himself, taken at the Humber River Bridge staring out toward the CN Tower. A good moment. An artful contrast to the bad moment through which he has led the city.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Another planet

This planet needs another moon to accommodate all the extra lunatics. No one knows when to strike, or not to strike. A deed.

The unionists wallowed in disorganized assembly. Contracts are unheralded. Times to vote. The mayor puts both feet to tickling own tonsils.

I started out on a planet. Got abducted for sure.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Water logged


People in Toronto appear to be suffering from being too waterlogged. New animal species are invading from the north. Which park was this image taken?
Ponds like this are caused by the presence of garbage piles. And attract vermin like this giant antlered water rat.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Poignant

The Toronto civic workers strike enters its final stages. Like anything dealing with the Toronto City Council a simple vote can take days.

The unions take two days to ratify the tentative agreement. But it takes until Friday to get the Toronto City Council off its fat arses to vote on ratification. Is there something wrong here?

I overheard one lady in a group of Local #79 workers state what is for me the most poignant moment in the whole sorry mess. This local is CUPE for the inside workers which includes welfare case workers. She said"I hope we settle soon. I can't get along on two hundred dollars a week in strike pay".

Welfare recipients across the street are getting only $50.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Smell complaints


Complaints about the smell of garbage confuses. It seems a remarkable complaint in a city whose population's popular hobbies are oral and anal sex.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Speech again

Scoring intelligence, on a overcast day. Bank of Canada declares recession over. They hire Dubyás speech writer???

Experimentation

Experimentalation is the digital watch word of the day. I am going to try integrating the phone into direct blogging to this web analdress.

It means some really weird postings should show up every so often. I am limited by 140 letter and space characters. Eventually this will become the haiku of media watch blogs. I will stick the photos in later.

Remember the great "E's" of life.

a. Eject
b. Egress
c. Endorphyns
d. Education
e. Ejaculation
f. Employment
g. Evolution
h. Exile
i. Enough
j. Embalmed

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

In the dumps

Illness has contracted my full time this week past. Submitting material has been impossible. I must say that being sick is not fun.

Ode to Flu

Devolution confines
Puking refines
Choking basement sump
Seeking the porcelain
I dream the skin
And I am one
With the dump

Thursday, July 16, 2009

From MacLeans Magazine six years ago


This article is published for the education and edification of the students in digital watchers.

There are points of contention contained within this article because the choice of interviewees was spectacularly narrow. If further discussion is needed than okay, ready to rumble. Most of the contents in this article are consistent with what I was able to ascertain in the twenty years of being familiar with the TWNBMB environment.

Due to accuracy the name of TWNBMB is published. It will be the only time this happens.

Pictured is the principle Vice Principal as the subject of the horror, Reeve William Springer. It is the picture of evil incarnate. Standing in back is Member of Parliament at the time, Keith Penner. Investigations have led us to believe that Penner had nothing to do with Springer beyond the political context although they were both members of the Liberal Party. This photo has been provided by the archives of Black River Graphics.


Marathon Sued over Sexual Abuse

PAUL PARENT HAS NEVER before spoken publicly about the abuse he endured as a young teenager. Between the ages of 12 and 14, he was molested by a man who was both his teacher and the top elected official of the small town where he grew up. Two decades later, Parent, now 32, is at the kitchen table of the modest home he shares with his wife and two children. It is a Saturday night and he's drinking Molson Export. He is wearing a Maple Leafs sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off, revealing ham-sized upper arms and the outline of a tattoo on his right shoulder. Since last July, he's been working with an artist to create the tattoo's design, based on a concept he's had in mind for years. It is an unholy image of a man, grasped under his arms from above by an angel. From below, he is being clawed by a devil. It will take three sessions to plant the ink under his skin. "This is me - the eternal struggle between heaven and hell," says Parent. "I've always felt like that, like I'm caught."

From 1982 to 1984, Parent was sexually molested by Bill Springer, the teacher and reeve (in a township, the equivalent of a mayor), who died in 1992. Today, Parent is suing the town of MARATHON, Ont., where he grew up, and the school board that employed Springer, for $45 million, claiming they did not protect him when he was a boy. His lawsuit is the second to be filed against the municipality and the board in connection with Springer, a convicted serial abuser, and could trigger more, including a class action suit. It lands at a time when the law regarding past abuse is evolving rapidly - and with the courts increasingly sympathetic to victims, similar cases could spring up across the country, says legal expert Mayo Moran. "There's going to be a lot of calling to account," she predicts. But for Parent, just speaking about what he endured is very difficult. "This is very emotional," he says.

Parent was just one of many. After teaching children aged 11 to 14 for almost 25 years, Springer was charged in the fall of 1984 with 53 counts of sexual assault, indecent assault and buggery involving young boys. His victims are believed to number in the dozens. He pleaded guilty to 10 counts and was sentenced to two years less a day in prison. In addition to being a teacher and Marathon's reeve, Springer, 47 at the time of his sentencing, was active with the Scouts and president of the Minor Hockey Association and of the Lions Club. He was also head of the Thunder Bay Municipal League, director of the Association of Municipalities of Ontario and chairman of the Northwestern Ontario Municipal Advisory Council. In the small, rough-hewn milltown of Marathon, Springer was a big man.

Parent was one of the boys who gave a statement to police. He also travelled to Thunder Bay, ready to testify at Springer's trial. (Since Springer admitted guilt, no witnesses were called.) What Parent wasn't prepared for was his own father's reaction. Tony Parent tormented, and blamed, his son. "I got the comments: 'Why didn't you stop it, why didn't you kill him?'" Paul Parent recalls. He folds a beer bottle cap between his thumb and index finger and drops it into an empty sitting on the table. His children, a boy who has just turned 13 and a daughter, 11, play on the computer in the next room as Parent talks about his father. "He said, 'You must be gay.' He called me a homo, he called me a faggot."

In the early hours of Jan. 12, 1986, six months after Springer went to jail, Parent attacked and killed his father, stabbing him repeatedly in the chest and back. His mother and sister were also injured in the melee. Parent, then 15, was given the maximum sentence for manslaughter, three years in a tough juvenile detention centre. The judge, rejecting a psychiatrist's call for leniency, said Parent was under the influence of alcohol, heavy metal music and a preoccupation with the devil. During the trial, the abuse from Springer did not come up at all.

Parent's lawsuit against Marathon and its school board blames Springer's "malicious" conduct for a deterioration in the relationship between him and his father. Parent says the abuse caused him to suffer a breakdown, which in the end led him to kill his father. In his statement, Parent says Springer's misuse of authority "to control, manipulate and extort was cruel and sadistic."

THE TOWN OF MARATHON sits on the north shore of Lake Superior, roughly halfway between Thunder Bay and Sault Ste. Marie, along one side of a small bay dotted with islands of spruce trees. The surrounding landscape - the humpbacked hills of the Canadian Shield, the sweeping vistas of lake and sky, the seemingly endless forests - is quietly beautiful. Five kilometres off the Trans-Canada Highway, and protected from the wide-open side of the lake by a hill, Marathon feels sequestered and remote. It dates to the 1940s, when Marathon Paper Mills Co. built a pulp mill that still operates. The town's first homes, built by the company - and even heated with its steam - cluster around the mill, which spews a white plume high into the sky. In 1985, around the time of Springer's conviction, three gold mines opened in the area, and the town roughly doubled in size as workers flooded in.

Today, Marathon is well-off - at $70,000, the average annual family income is well above the national figure - and its wealth is visible: campers, boats, snowmobiles and all-terrain vehicles line many driveways. In early December, the wind was blowing out toward the lake, leaving only faint whiffs of the often powerfully putrid mill fumes. Another, more comforting, smell was in the air - smoke from burning wood in fireplaces and stoves in people's homes. Like many northern resource towns, the population, at 4,700, is slowing thinning.

In the 1970s and early '80s, when Paul Parent was growing up, the population was about 2,300. His father, like most, worked in the mill. It was a small enough place that everyone knew their neighbour's business; children walked to school on their own. Even today, back and front yards all run into each other: there are no fences. Wendy Bell, a long-time resident and an early, unsuccessful whistle-blower on Springer, says the tight community made people feel safe. Gerald Graham, Thunder Bay's afternoon CBC Radio host, grew up in Marathon and recalls a carefree childhood, building tree forts and listening to the Beatles. "It was an isolated little town along the shore of Lake Superior," says Graham, now 50. "There was an innocence about it."

Perhaps the isolation, and the innocence, was part of the appeal to Bill Springer, who arrived in 1960 at age 23, hired to teach Grade 8. By 1969, Springer was called Marathon's "voice of minor hockey" by the local weekly, and he was running for a seat on the municipal council. He'd already become involved with Cubs and Scouts, and was the school's vice-principal. By the time Parent was in his Grade 6 class, Springer had been reeve for 11 years, a pillar of his community. Former students who, like Graham, weren't molested remember Springer as a flamboyant, jovial teacher. "Marathon," says Graham, "was the perfect place for a guy like Springer to pick - it was miles from everywhere and everybody had young kids. He preyed on the naïveté of people like me."

Springer was often around adolescent boys, says Bob Cheetham, a police officer in Marathon from 1978 to 1985 and one of the three cops who busted Springer in 1984. "There was always a kid in the front of Bill Springer's pickup truck," he says. Just over a year after arriving in Marathon, Cheetham says he began to hear "little things about some improprieties, that Bill Springer was involved in sexual activities, but nothing very tangible." Still, Cheetham mentioned the rumours to his chief, whose advice was to keep an ear to the ground. No formal investigation was launched.

Stephen Boon, who grew up in Schreiber, a nearby township with an intense hockey rivalry with Marathon, had heard about Springer, too. Boon, who today is a friend of Parent and who remembers brawling with him on the ice as a teen, says Springer was well-known among hockey players because he offered board to the visiting teams. "He made an attractive environment for those kids he lured," says Boon. "It was common knowledge among players. He offered 15-year-old boys everything they wanted: booze, porno, the run of the house."

Springer also brought groups of three or four boys to his cabin on Lake Wabikoba, about 45 minutes from Marathon. Parent says they'd start drinking around noon, and the boy who was most drunk would sleep with Springer. Parent has a recurring nightmare, still: he is a boy, back at Springer's cabin, and is very drunk. He's stumbled outside to throw up. He is trying hard to convince himself that what just took place in Springer's bed didn't actually happen. He returns to the cabin and pauses: just inside the door is a rifle, and he considers picking it up and shooting Springer. But he doesn't know if it is loaded and is scared to death of what Springer would do to him if it doesn't fire.

In recounting the story, Parent stops and says the dream, to this point, is a replay of what really happened to him as a boy. As the nightmare continues, though, he picks up the rifle, aims and pulls the trigger. There is nothing but a dead, empty click. He wakes up, panicked and in a cold sweat.

PARENT HAS A WAY of creating an impenetrable, guarded look about himself, as though he's pulled an invisible hood down low over his eyes. He is six-foot-four and weighs 250 pounds. His shoulders are enormous. He has a temper, he says. Until last fall, he wore his hair long, to his shoulders. His friends call him Banger, because he's a fan of heavy metal. Like many men his age, he has a goatee, but Parent's is long and shaped low on the edge of his chin, almost like a tufted lion's beard. Grey has begun to creep in on one side. For years, he says, he tried to bury the horror of the abuse. A social worker raised it about a year into his sentence, but he refused to open up. "That's the last thing you want people inside to know - that you were molested," he says. "I just sat there and looked at her and said, 'You know what? Nothing happened. Let it go. I don't want to talk about it.'"

Speaking out is very hard, still, and it is risky. He is concerned for his children, and worries about how other kids will treat them. He requests their names not be printed and forbids photographs. Last fall, he sat down and told them the truth about their grandfather's death. It was the hardest thing he's ever done, he says. But he has launched this lawsuit, he adds, partly for his children - to protect them from ever being abused.

Joe Rule, a 36-year-old man who has spent much of his adult life in jail, launched the first lawsuit against Marathon and its school board, claiming $12 million. He was abused by Springer from the age of 12 to 17, he says. He has had severe substance abuse problems, but is now sober and working hard to get his life in order. As a child, he was hit in the head with a baseball bat by another child and suffered brain damage. There is often a blank look in his eye. Like Parent, he lives in Thunder Bay. Parent launched his challenge after reading of Rule's lawsuit - and learning through it that complaints about Springer had allegedly been ignored by police and school board officials. He was appalled. "I had 19 years of suppressed - I don't even know what you call it - a ball of emotion," says Parent, his voice dropping into a low tone, seething with disbelief, "that just nailed me between the eyes. Somebody actually told them? They knew?"

He strokes his beard. And pulls the invisible hood over his face. "The cops knew, the board of education knew, town councillors knew." His voice is filled with contempt. "I want the people who knew and failed to do anything to know what I went through." He stabs a rigid finger at the table. For a moment the hood is lifted, and his eyes are burning. "They will know my pain."

Bob Cheetham believes Springer abused as many as 100 boys. He thinks different generations of the same families were molested. Thirty-odd children were involved in the police investigation, conducted in 1984 and 1985, he says. Their names, of course, were never released. In a small town, this doesn't make a lot of difference. While they don't know who was abused, people think many of Springer's victims are still close by - they are bound to be neighbours. Bonnie José, 39, looks at a photo taken in 1976 of her Grade 8 class trip. Springer stands in the bottom left corner. She scans the faces in the crowd: "I'm sure someone here was affected." Like many in the community, she was stunned to learn about the extent of the abuse. "I felt sick and shocked and shameful. I didn't really know," she says. The town has, at least, a moral responsibility toward Springer's victims, she says. "This did happen here. Yes, the whole community has a responsibility."

Not all residents are so sympathetic, and already the town is beginning to split over the lawsuits. Last fall, Artie Cooper, a one-time friend and business associate of Springer, received an envelope in the mail, postmarked in town. Cooper, now 54, was in Springer's Grade 8 class and later became a colleague, teaching at the same school. They led many class trips to Toronto together. In the envelope were paragraphs cut from local newspaper reports about the suits. While he had heard rumours about Springer, he "never, ever" saw inappropriate behaviour, he says. He thinks the mailed missive is "a call to come forward as part of the healing process." But he has nothing to offer, he says. "I don't have anything to hide and I don't have anything to come forward with." He has no clue who sent the envelope.

Many resent the spotlight on their town, illuminating a nasty part of its past. The abuse happened long ago, before most of the town's current population had even moved in. The man responsible - Springer - is dead, they say. "Why now and why us?" asks Rose Marie Comeau, 50, who was born in Marathon and taught by Springer. People wonder when it will end, she says. "When can we bury the SOB permanently?"

The broader community was victimized by Springer, along with the boys he abused, says community leader Wendy Bell. "He was very, very good at being a predator. He was very devious, a difficult man to catch." She is sitting on a sofa in her spacious living room, her feet tucked up beside her. Bell, who was Marathon's newly retitled mayor from 1985, shortly after Springer's sudden departure, until 1991, had complained about him in 1982. As a parent-chaperone, she had joined a class trip to Toronto and had been told by a student that Springer had pulled down his trousers. The behaviour was inappropriate, she told the board, and Springer should not be permitted to travel with students. When her complaint was ignored, she wrote a letter and hand-delivered it to the regional director of education. Again, there was no response.

Bell doesn't believe the community knew Springer was a pedophile. But she is appalled that the power of his position allowed him to so gravely breach trust. What is most galling to her, and causes tears to soak her cheeks, is that nothing was done to help the boys he abused. "The victims got nothing," she says. "It's the injustice. It's so sad that anyone would have to go through that - and do it on their own."

Cooper, who was shocked by Springer's arrest, expresses sorrow for the damage his one-time friend did to his victims. Still, he doesn't think much of the lawsuits. "How would you go about proving that the powers of authority knew about it - and did nothing?" he asks. "I think it's ridiculous, especially the money they are going after."

THE LAWSUITS are likely to take years to wend their way through the justice system. The key issue will be: who knew what when - and, most importantly, what did they do with that knowledge? Did they turn a blind eye? Mayo Moran is a law professor at the University of Toronto and has a forthcoming book on legal responsibility. Even if, in the past, the blind-eye approach was accepted as the right thing to do, the courts today are likely to frown on the practice, she says. A school board's responsibility to children, she adds, is more clear-cut than a town's. Parent and Rule will have to show either that the board knew or, with all clues out there, that it should have known and did not act; for instance, that it ignored or failed to follow up on a complaint. "It would be enough," Moran says, "to show that the board should have known."

In addition to Bell's complaints, there was at least one other, earlier incident that Parent's lawyer, Christopher Watkins - who is also acting for Joe Rule - will bring forth. In 1972, Springer was convicted of giving alcohol to minors while on a trip to Thunder Bay for a Scouts event. Subsequently, some parents wrote a letter to the school board, complaining about Springer. In a measure of the power Springer enjoyed, the letter was signed only, "A group of concerned parents." Still, he was dismissed from the Boy Scouts - only to rejoin some years later - and was forced to step down as vice-principal of the school, but allowed to stay on as a teacher.

Both the school board and the town say they will defend themselves. School board officials declined further comment. Pat Richardson, Marathon's mayor, says the matter is in the hands of the town's lawyers. "I don't believe the town is liable," she adds. "It was one man who did this damage. This was a person not sanctioned by the town."

In cases where there is merit, the parties often settle out of court, Moran says. Parent is willing to go all the way with this suit, he says, even though a settlement would be easier. The last thing he'd accept, he stresses, is a deal that prohibits him from speaking about the abuse. "I will not allow them to bury the issue. At the end of the day, they'll have to look me in the eye."

See also SEXUAL ABUSE OF CHILDREN.

Maclean's January 20, 2003

Author KATHERINE MACKLEM

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