Hey everyone, here’s the latest from the Canadian Culture Thing postcard line…
Hey everyone, here’s the latest from the Canadian Culture Thing postcard line…
146 years ago, after some really crazy make-up sex, the French and English gave birth to a nation of the future.
Canada, you really are aging well. You don’t look a day over 126.
Mayor Rob Ford is finding that the top job at city hall isn’t all it’s cracked up to be!
Blurred vision…Everything goes fuzzy…It’s a Rob Ford Flashback!
On February 15th, 1999 Rob Ford was out for a little Valentines Day partying in Miami, Florida. Because Mr. Ford believes that laws are only suggestions, he squeezed in behind the steering wheel. Today, we all know how much Rob Ford likes to multi-task while driving and on this particular occasion he decided to drive while also being completely stoned and drunk. Ford in his reefer madness drew the attention of Miami Police as he drove north on N.E. 3rd Ave without any lights. When a Miami Police officer pulled Ford’s Ford over, Rob appeared nervous stepped out of the vehicle, threw his hands in the air and shouted, “Go ahead, take me to jail!”
Rob Ford became belligerent, taking his money out of his pocket and threw it on the ground. It would seem that Ford was lucky that he didn’t get charged with attempting to bribe a law enforcement officer. As the investigation continued Police say Rob Ford acted nervous and the officer could clearly smell alcohol on his his breath and noted that his eyes were bloodshot. Rob failed his drunk test.
The officer then performed a search and lo and behold, Mr. Ford had himself a fat (as well as flat and whimpering) joint in his back pocket. Rob Ford had his request fulfilled and he was taken to jail.
Flash-forward to the mayoral race of 2010…
Rob dirty little secret found it’s way into the light, as scandalous behaviour on the public record does during an election. During the election Rob Ford held a press conference where he told reporters, “I had completely forgotten about it until you mentioned it right now. You think I’m BS-ing you, but I’m not. It completely, totally slipped my mind.” It seemed like a ridiculous explanation, but remember he was really high and drunk at the time. He added that, “the reason I forgot about the marijuana charge…is because that same evening, I was charged with failing to give a breath sample.” Rob Ford was charged with driving under the influence of alcohol or drugs.
Ford posted a $1,500 bail and then pleaded no contest. He paid a $664.75 fine, was barred from driving in the State of Florida and was ordered to complete 50 hours of community service which was served by volunteering with the Toronto Express, the private summer football team he had been coaching since 1997 anyway. No one seemed to know anything about the public service including his brother Doug.
Remember kids: This could be you…and then a year and a half later you could be a city councillor.
Flash-forward to 2013…
Whether it’s being charged with assault after a hockey game when he was 18 or being charged with assault and uttering death threats after his wife phoned the police in 2008, being caught on tape urging a sick man to score painkillers on the street, claiming that gays and needle users are likely to get AIDS, that the “Orientals” are “taking over” and that although his heart bleeds when cyclists are killed, that “it’s their own fault at the end of the day” (especially on Jarvis Street, right Mayor Ford?), what a ride it’s been! We must remember how Ford describes himself: “I am not perfect. I have never claimed to be perfect.”
That imperfection is why a claim of Rob Ford being a crack-user is believable. We need our leaders to be held to a high standard, we deserve that. We need leaders who face challenges and strive to overcome them, not be so weak and to show our world-class city to be run by a buffoon like Rob Ford. What does that say about us? It says that we don’t demand a great leader. It says that we’re satisfied with a drunk-driving leader, a cell-phone talking while driving leader, a road-raging while driving leader, a death-threat uttering leader, a homophobic leader, a racist leader, a move-me-to-the-top-of-the-list-and-fix-the-roads-near-my-dad’s-party kind of leader, an anti-cyclist leader a leader who commits conflict of interest and nothing happens to him and a leader who prioritizes a football team he coaches ahead of running the city.
It doesn’t matter if he used, uses or even deals crack. It really doesn’t. We don’t need more to base our decision. What we need, what we deserve is a leader who is sculpted out of bronze instead butter.
Here’s what’s being said about us internationally…
The Death of the Penny
On February 4, the Royal Canadian Mint and financial institutions across Canada stopped distributing the Canadian one-cent piece. Production on the penny had ceased in May of 2012 looking forward to February 2013 when the penny would no longer be sent out to clink around in the pockets of Canadians. On that same day in February, the Canadian Mint began melting down the first of the 35 billion pennies in circulation.
One-Cent Worth of Patriotism
All Canadian coins minted between Confederation (1867) and 1935 have included the proud maple leaf but the penny has always shown it like no other. The first penny was produced on January 2, 1908 and was struck by Countess Grey at the official opening of the Ottawa branch of the Royal Mint (renamed in 1931 to the Royal Canadian Mint). The modern 1-cent coin that features two maple leaves on the same twig was designed and created by G.E. Kruger Gray. It was first used in 1937 and has remained unchanged until 2013 with the exception of the 1967 centennial coin, which used a rock dove, designed by renowned Canadian artist Alex Colville.
It Costs to Save Pennies
The beloved and seemingly pointless one-cent coin costs Canada 1.6 cents to produce and therefore the mint will melt down the 82-million kg of steel, nickel and copper-plating that remains in circulation and selling it.
Finance Minister Jim Flaherty is indeed correct to say that eliminating the penny will save Canadian tax-payers but his estimated 11 million dollars savings per year in production costs will actually result in a less impressive but still worthy $4 million savings. The cost to redeem the 6 billion coins will cost the Canadian government about $80 million over the next 6 years. The $80 million expense is a result of about $53 million to redeem the face-value of the 6 billion pennies jangling about in people’s pockets, and an impressive $27 million in administration, handling, and little signs that will be placed on fountains throughout Canada informing romantics that wishes now cost a nickel or higher.
Recycling the zinc and copper from melted-down pennies will bring in about $42.5 million in revenue. That, and the additional savings of $11 million per year, Canada will walk away with a savings of about $4 million per year over the 6 years it is expected to collect most of the circulating pennies.
A Pretty Penny
It will be great to save all that money in producing the penny but perhaps the Canadian government is missing an opportunity to make a little extra.
When King Edward VIII abdicated the throne in order to marry American divorcee Wallis Simpson, the Mint was just finishing up the tools to produce the new 1937 penny with the new king’s portrait. While the 1936 penny still had the image of King Henry V, the 1937 penny recycled the 1936 penny die along with a new portrait of the abdicating king’s on the reverse. To differentiate between the 1936 and 1937 pennies, the mint included a dot below the 1936 date to mark it as the 1937 penny.
This of course makes this penny quite rare, there are only seven known rare dot coin specimens known to exist, as all other specimens are believed to have been melted by the mint. It might be worthwhile for the Mint to hire some students to pick through the pennies they collect and pull out any rare ones. I’m not a coin collector but being a comic book collector, it would horrify me to know that Marvel was collecting any comics they found and were recycling them. The idea that they would destroy an Avengers #4 amongst a heap of Alpha Flights sends me into a tizzy.
Now, that’s crazy-talk you might say but these precious 1937 pennies are worth a pretty penny (I couldn’t resist). These King Edward VIII pennies fetch as much as $402,500. In other words, ten of these little coins equals the $4 million dollars the Canadian government is going to save. Not to mention the other rare pennies they’ll come across. Now that’s worth enough to have a guy hand sort them.
Because the Royal Canadian Mint still doesn’t know what they’re going to do with any American pennies they collect, it might be possible to separate all those American pennies at the same time and let the U.S. redeem them from us. Ca-ching!
A Fishy Situation
While the beautiful koi swimming in Chinese restaurant ponds might want to take a deep figurative breath that they will be safe from copper toxicity, and only in danger of getting pelted with monetary projectiles, they will be disappointed to learn that pennies aren’t the end of copper coins. In fact, every Canadian coin, except the $1 coin, is made of copper of varying quantities.
Pennies are Icky
While the death of the penny might fill Canadians with varying degrees of sentimentality, remorse and reluctant acceptance, it will certainly be relief for one group of Canadians. People with cuprolaminophobia will find solace in the death of the copper sibling of the coins that fuel their phobia. While people suffering from cuprolaminophobia are repulsed by all coins, the copper coin seems to bring far greater dread, even to those with mild cases. While some might read into that as some racial profiling, the truth is that this is often developed in childhood. the taste of a copper coin brings to mind the taste of blood and this connection seems to have remained with many people throughout their lives.
Other (sort of) True Canadian Penny News:
Now that Canada has eliminated the one-cent coin, there is still the issue of the United States continuing to use the penny. What to do? What to do? I can recall vividly, traveling and living in the U.S. and I can remember times when some cashier went out of their way to make me feel worthless, a bit of a penny one might say. These were times when I was making a purchase and a lowly Canadian penny was mixed in with coins! The cashier would give me a look of disgust, segregate my Canadian penny, and push it back across the counter as if I had attempted to pull one over on her. Old ladies would clutch their purses and I would be treated like some penniless drifter.
Well now, here we are with some pretty strong currency and no longer using that lowly penny. I suggest we ready our index fingers and, while continuing to be polite because we should be better than to make them feel ashamed about their little Lincoln-headed (I think the other side is a radiator), but push it back across the counter all the same. Pay-back’s a bitch, eh?
Goodbye one-cent coin. You will be remembered like the one, two and one thousand dollar notes and you will be sort of missed.
Here’s a very cool tourist giveaway comic book I found a short while ago. It was created, printed and published in Canada by G.W. Hogarth and the Division of Publicity, Department of Travel and Publicity, in authority with Baptist Johnston, Printer to the Queen’s Most Excellent Majesty (no pressure) Toronto, Ontario. There is no mention of artist although there could be a signature hiding in a panel somewhere and my guess is it was published circa 1952. If anyone has any additional information, please be sure to let me know.
Reproduced below is the entire comic book of Our Vacation in Ontario, cover to cover.