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6 -- PORT PERRY STAR -- Tuesday, September 1, 1987 One Woman's View by Chris Carlisle It's as bad as The Day the Earth Didn't Tilt. Harmonic con- vergence looks like a bust. A couple of years back, believers eagerly awaited the day ---- predicted to be soon after Christmas ---- that the earth would tilt. on its axis. Melting polar icecaps were to have shifted the earth's balance so that we lucky northern North Americans would find 'ourselves where Barbados used to be. We're still waiting; bikinis at the ready. But August 16th and 17th were to have been an even more joyous occasion thant tilting. (Although what could be more joyous than a Barbadian beach on Boxing Day is beyond me ---- unless it's Box- ing Day through New Year's on the beach). Grand and glorious harmonic convergence on the planets was . to have brought with it not only visitors from outer space but the birth of great, lasting inner peace. The Age of Aquarius officially arrived at 6 a.m. August 17 and all over the world believers gathered to usher it in with chanting, dancing and meditation. According to Aztec calendars, the convergence marks the end of the last of the nine prophesied periods of universal hell and chaos. (I'm not sure just what these nine periods of hell were, but that's what the New Agers said). In chaos' place is to come a new age of peace. Everywhere, at dawn August 17, people were to have felt cleans- ed, infused with a new feeling of peace and harmony. The entire men- tal field of humanity was to have shifted away from material greed and struggle. It was to have marked the beginning of the end of war and pollution. So how come when celebrants on Wards Island in Toronto wanted to join hands and dance around the campfires to blend their strength with the pagan Gods, glass splinters and beer caps in the grass got in the way? Surely a few little glass spinters could have been magical- ly whisked away, maybe even swept up into a myriad of dancing col- oured lights all around the dancers and space ships, millions of which were expected all over the world. However, life seems to have gone on disturbed despite all the hype. Other than a few reports that some faithful were filled with .wonderful feelings of peace and harmony and melting into the * ground, not much else happened, except that 90 people were arrested in Saudi Arabia for drinking alcohol at a rowdy party in a no-alcohol zone. And just ask a New York Yankee or one of their avid fans about inner tranquility. : The Yankees and their anager: certainly can't be feeling much peace and harmony despite the fact that the planets in ques- tion are dll in line. The Yankees were still in the American League's third place that Monday morning and I don't imagine that instilled a lot of joy and soothing radiance into their souls. But wait! Maybe they were affected by the Grand Trine and no one realized it! In the days building up to the glorious harmonic con- vergence, maybe they were chosen to lead the way for the rest of | the world. Maybe driven by a force understood by none, they (Turn to page 8) Letters Canoe demo was just great fun! To The Editor: On Sunday, August 30, I had the priviledge of paddling in a War Canoe. I had a fantastic tyme learn- ing a couple of techniques, not to mention going for an untimely swim in the weeds with what the "West Rouge Canoe Club' calls a "K-1" (that means Kayak built for one in English), Anyways the purpose of this let- ter is to communicate to the town of Port Perry (and it's skeptics) is that canoeing is fun and it's great exercise. So no matter how old you are why Bench recovered One of the new township park ben- ches went missing last week, and was presumably stolen from in front of Standard Trust on Queen Street. The benches, which were pur- chased by the Scugog Chamber of Commerce and the Township of Scugog earlier this summer, have been a popular resting spot for shop- pers and visitors to the town. The stolen bench, valued at about $400 was recovered last Friday after someone reported the bench in the ditch along Simcoe Street north of the Flamingo/Vachon plant. It has since been returned to street, none the worst-for-wear. Earlier this summer, one of the new garbage containers, valued at $750 was thrown into the street, breaking a hinge. ' The street lighting project, along with the benches and garbage con- tainers cost the Chamber of Com- merce and the Township in excess of $50,000, but it appears that there are still some that do not appreciate what it has done for Queen Street. + is hearsay evidence. all 90 golfers. fh [| oo Viewpoint | by John B. McClelland (From page 5) One golfer who really had a great time was Don Harper. He won a nice prize for closest to the cup on the par-three 6th hole. Just how he accomplished this feat of golf wizardry is a story in itself. Now, I didn't witness the shot personally, so all I have But according to reliable sources, Don reached for his trus- ty seven iron on the 6th tee. Being a lefty, he has a disadvan- tage to begin with, but that didn't bother him in the least. His tee shot sailed through the air straight on line with a rather large tree well to the left of the green. No trouble though, as the ball rattled around in the branches, then popped out right onto the green. It rolled gently down the slope and finally came to rest a mere 18 inches from the cup. Needless to say, when the story made its way back to the clubhouse, Don took some good-natured ribbing over that shot. Did he mind? Not in the least. In golf, when you put a deuce on the card, you don't have to describe how you did it. It was a fun day of golf for everyone. And being defending champions (again) I guess I have no choice but to enter again next year. Like I said, it's nice to win, but having an enjoyable day is just as important. And the Rotary Club provided that for not have some fun and give cange. ing a chance. Port Perry ang Lake Scugog are a perfect combination for a Canoe Club. Help support your town and museum. Give this new idea for fyj, exercise and competition a try. Port Perry is ready for something ney! You won't regret it! Sincerely, A. Ware, Caesarea, P.S. Special thanks should go to Lang Cope and crew for presenting this idea and to the West Rouge Canoe Club for their expertise and for bringing their boats. Womens! equity Community Memorial Hospital's next Women and Business Program will be held on Wednesday, September 23, 1987 at The Gate Restaurant in the Port Perry Plaza. Guest speaker Lynda Sauriol, Manager of Employment Equity at Durham College, will be presenting an overview of the legislation and issues around employment equity for women in Ontario. Defined by Lynda Sauriol as a "'crash course with a light touch," the presentation will deal with current jargon --i.e., pay equity, work of equal value -- as well as the historical developments leading to the concept of equality of employment opportunities. Women and Business meetings take the form of an educational pro- gram and dinner, and an opportuni- ty is provided for meeting new peo- ple and discussing current issues. Cost of the evening, including din- ner, is $12.00 for members, $20.00 for non-members. Registration begins at 5 p.m., the presentation begins at 6 p.m. and dinner will be served at 7 p.m. For further details call Connie Jamieson at 985-7231. Registration brochures may be picked up at the Hospital during regular office hours, Monday to Friday. Random Jottings by J. Peter Hvidsten JUNK FOOD AND BALL GAMES Spent a very enjoyable night last week at the ball park in Toronto watching the Blue Jays romp to a 9-4 win over their opponents the Oakland Athletics. The game was important to both clubs as they are both sitting in second place in their respective divisions right in the midst of a pennant race, so every game is crucial to each of the teams. This pro- ved to produce some pretty exciting baseball and even my wife Nancy, who has not been to a game since the Jays home-opener eleven years ago, managed to enjoy some of the action. Our trip to the lakefront in Toronto was quite uneventful, and our gracious hosts Mike Fowler and his wife Joanne, slipped us into the city, along the lakeshore and into a CNE parking lot in just over an hour. We couldn't believe we had made such good time getting to the CNE grounds, so we had a little time to kill before the game and decided to indulge 1 our appetites with some good old midway junk food. We slipped up to the counter at Smokie Joe's and ordered up four smoked sausage dogs, smothered them with ketchup, relish, mustard, onions and sauerkraut, and tried to eat them while balancing a Coke in our other hand. Each bite produced gushes of the tantilizing mixture squirting out the other end of our delicious dogs, but we ate, undaunted, know- ing there were plenty more of those sausages sizzl- ing on the grill waiting for us to devour. But rather than have another dog, we decided on a huge container of fresh cut, homemade french fries, and once again topped them off with lots of malt vinegar, ketchup, salt, salt and more salt. We realiz- ed that salt is a 'no, no" to health freaks, but as far as I'm concerned, if I can't eat my junk food the way I like it, why bother at all? A short walk through the midway of the CNE brought us to the ball park, where we proceeded up the ramp, grabbed some ice cold draft beer, and made our way to our seats. And the seats couldn't have been better. There we were, 25 rows back, right behind home plate with a fantastic view of every part of the field. We spent the next three and a half hours wat- ching the warm-ups, the game and the people in the stands and enjoyed some of the best entertainment that money can buy. On the field there was no lack of action. In the first inning the Jays made two costly errors which resulted in them getting behind by four runs before they were able to get anyone out. But after that, they settled back and we saw some exceptional pitching by Jimmy Key as he retired 18 consecutive hitters before being relieved of duty. . Inthe second inning, Tony Fernandez, after fluf- fing a routine groundball earlier, made an amazing play to get the lead-off batter out. We also witness- ed the hitting power of George Bell, as he punched out his 39th homerun of the season with a grand-slam homer in the fifth inning. And the game was capped- off with the "Terminator," Tom Henke pitching the ninth inning and picking up his 30th save of the year. Leaving the ballpark after the game, everyone was in high spirits, and talking about the game, but that was soon all forgotten when we arrived at the parking lot where we had left the car earlier. All of the attendants, who were so eager to get our $7 and get us parked, had by now, disappeared and there were about 3,000 cars trying to get out at one exit. So for the next 45 minutes, we travelled about 300 yards as we slowly edged our way into a Space and tried to make our way out of the mess. The conversation during this period, went something like this. "0.K., it's clear on this side Mike, nose your bumper into that space." From the back seat, Joanne says, "Don't cut this guy off, he looks ugly." I say, "Damn, you should have follow (Turn to page 8)