Saturday, September 23, 2017

Steeltown Follies

Prelude

I become extremely frustrated (you may say agitated is more defining) by the absence of logic and common sense the government demonstrates, especially at the municipal level. However when bureaucrats discuss one of their favourite and delightful words (tax) they are right on the money, or shall I say, right on our money. Their attitude, or philosophy, is very simple but can also be truly forceful...we want your money and one way or the other we're going to obtain your cash and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. Anyway, the government continually demonstrates a shortage of straight forward rationale and reasoning in making elementary decisions.

Let's talk about signage. The City of Hamilton, Ontario (where I live) has, for some strange and mysterious reason, an obsession for signs. You may recall my rant on Feb. 4/17 titled, "Continuous Failure". I stated our "problem solving" City Hall administrators reached a resolution that larger speed limit signs were needed along Hamilton's Parkway and Expressway to reduce drivers speeding in their vehicles.

The City Hall gang is assuming that bigger signs WILL deter people from driving like fucking lunatics. The new signs haven't decreased drivers lunacy of speeding. I think we all knew that anyway. Now the boys and girls club at City Hall is considering reducing the speed limit signs on the Parkway from 90 to 80 Km/H. First they erect regular size signs, then remove them and install larger signs and now they want to eliminate those signs with lower speed limit signs. Honestly, we have to ask ourselves, do they really know what they're doing?

Nevertheless, they are still adamant about placing jersey barriers along both highways for people's public safety. Go figure. People will still be traveling at 90, 100, 120 and even faster. Some individuals don't obey signs at all, in fact they don't observe, nor even see them in their journeys.

Then we have those repugnant and awful looking street name signs I mentioned in my Aug. 29/15 rant titled "When Will They Ever Learn", Volume One. They are located on Barton Street East, east and westbound at Wellington Street, Victoria Avenue, Wentworth Street and Sherman Avenue. They are six feet long oval shape with black background and the street name coloured in white with a red and yellow trim around the edge of the sign...you can't help but notice them. The city's fixation with signs continued and they erected the same style of street name sign (a smaller version) at every side street from Victoria Avenue to Sherman Avenue.

This is where I become angry and infuriated. The purpose for the manufacturing and installation or simply put, fucking nonsense of these signs was to beautify and attract shoppers to Barton Street. For the bureaucrats who thought of this laughable and extremely outrageous insanity. I think of the song titled, "IF I ONLY HAD A BRAIN" from the 1936 movie, "Wizard Of Oz."

Stardate - July 2017, Planet Earth

Captain Kirk, Mr. Spock and Dr. McCoy (Bones) have beamed down to Barton Street East in Hamilton, Ontario. The purpose of their expedition is to observe and survey Barton Street from Wellington Street to Sherman Avenue and report back to Starfleet Command. They begin their 1.5 kilometer tour.

McCoy - Why the hell were we picked for this mission? There are plenty of landing parties available. Is Starfleet Command punishing us for some unknown reason? Jim, I have a lot of work to do in my lab. Let's make this short and sweet.

Kirk - I don't want to be here either Bones, but orders are orders.

35 minutes later

Kirk - So gentlemen, what do you think?

McCoy - Rather bleak and dreary if you ask me.

Kirk - Spock, your analysis?

Spock - Interesting Captain. Those large and smaller street name signs are definitely not aesthetically satisfying. I find the colour combination very unfavourable. What function do these signs serve besides telling people the name of the street?

Kirk - City Hall staff claim they will attract shoppers and beautify the area.

McCoy - You're kidding us, right Jim.

Kirk - It's no joke Bones. Their purpose is to try to glamourize the zone and entice people to shop at the stores which I do admit are few and far between.

Spock - Extremely illogical Captain. We all know the objective of a sign is a notice or signal conveying information or an instruction.

McCoy - Dam it Spock...do you always have a strict interpretation on everything you say?

Kirk - Take it easy Bones.

Spock - I must also remark on many vacant properties and pedestrians are very scarce. I must also question on the few pedestrians we did notice were women standing on street corners staring at automobiles.

Bones - They're called prostitutes, you green blooded, pointed ear Vulcan. Spock - Ah, yes, I recall reading about them in the ship's library. If I'm not mistaken, what those women are doing is referred to as earth's oldest profession.

Bones - Jim, can we leave now, please?

Kirk - Any other comments Spock?

Bones - For the love of God...you can discuss all this when we return to the ship.

Kirk - Bones, why are you so irritable today?

Bones - I told you, I have a lot of work to do in my lab.

Kirk - I remember you told me a few days ago you were all caught up with your lab work. Now Doctor, don't lie to your Captain. What's the real reason for your moodiness?

McCoy - If you must know I have a luncheon date with an ensign from the U.S.S. Puritan. She is a sight for sore eyes and because of this idiotic study we're performing. I'm already half and hour late. So please Jim, can we leave now?

Kirk - A couple of more minutes Bones, I promise. So again Mr. Spock, any other comments?

Spock- I was also curious on why many yellow plastic delineators and concrete planter boxes are situated on the curb lanes.

Kirk - The Superintendent of Traffic Engineering stated the reasoning for that project was to accommodate for patron parking and to improve pedestrian security and safety by restricting the movement of traffic...does that make sense to you Mr. Spock?

Spock - I find I'm repeating myself Captain. Extremely illogical and very senseless. The impression I'm receiving is the city aspires to annoy and irritate earthlings who drive internal combustion vehicles. It's highly irrational. It's very obvious this area has regressed since the last time we were here.

Kirk - Anything else Spock?

McCoy - Jim, please, I'm begging you.

Spock - No Captain, I've seen enough.

Kirk - This region will receive another failing grade of wasting tax payers money...again. Let's get out of here.

McCoy - Thank God, it's about time.

Kirk - Bones?

McCoy - Yes Jim.

Kirk - Have fun on your date.

McCoy - She's probably stood me up by now!

Kirk - If that's the case you can always dine with Spock.

Spock - I would enjoy that Doctor. You can enlighten me more on prostitutes. One thing does puzzle me though. I read prostitutes are also referred to as ladies of the night so these ladies on Barton Street can't be prostitutes.

Kirk - Why is that Spock?

Spock - Because it's only thirteen hundred hours.

McCoy - God, give me strength.

Kirk - Kirk to Enterprise.

Scotty - Scotty here Captain.

Kirk - Three to beam up Mr. Scott.

Scotty - Aye, aye Captain.

McCoy - Finally - I thought we'd never get the hell out of here.

I've mentioned in a few of my rants I enjoy reading the Mountain News. For those who don't know, it's a community newspaper catering to the 110,000 plus residents who live on Hamilton Mountain. I've discovered the articles are far more informative than the inferior, all ads, Hamilton Spectator rag especially when the subject is municipal politics. I had to laugh when I read an article in the Mountain News Aug. 10/17 titled, "10 more trespass tickets despite 214m (705 feet) of new fence and 30 signs."

The story was about Albion Falls (one of Hamilton's many waterfalls) which was making regular headlines all summer. It's located on Limeridge Road East and Mountain Brow Blvd. in Hamilton's east mountain. The height is 62.32 feet and the width is 59.04 feet. There has been two accidental deaths and numerous rescue calls there since July 2016.

So here we go again with City Hall's blundering and inadequate decisions. Their first choice was to install temporary orange fencing in front of warning signs before the "real" fencing was erected...and of course that didn't work...it's very flexible and easy to manipulate. I've seen pictures of the "real" fencing but decided to check things out for myself.

When I actually saw the fence with my own eyes it just reinforced my frustration to the people who "manage" this city. The fence the City Hall gang decided to use was a black frost fence that is six feet in height...now really, is that going to prevent any adventurous folks from entering the forbidden zone? The regime "thinking" as usual. The city also stated to combat those who hop fences or scoot under them, brush and branches have been used as barriers. How "creative and ingenious." We really have to ask ourselves what is this directorate thinking? If they really wanted to make life miserable for trespassers build a thirty, forty or fifty foot fence. Is that too difficult to comprehend?

I also noticed a wide variety of signs, which included, "Don't Climb Any Fencing" (now that's a real intimidating and threatening sign), "Stay On Marked Trails", "Danger Keep Out Steep Drop", "Use At Own Risk" and "Maximum Fine $10,000 No Public Access."

Getting back to the fence, I'm completely amazed and almost nauseated about the city's technical specifications for their enclosure. You could say I'm at a loss for words. Basically a fence serves two purposes; to keep people in and to keep people out. So, I still query the question, why didn't the City Hall's "brains" install a higher fence? They must realize people who have any athletic capacity whatsoever can very easily climb over a six foot fence.

Why not erect a fence such as the one at the Arrell Youth Center in Hamilton's east mountain. It's forty feet high and at the top there is another 4 feet of angular fencing facing inwards enclosing their basketball and tennis courts. Now that's a fence. Unless you're a gymnast, acrobat or ninja it would be extremely hard to climb that obstruction.

Emergency crews performed 25 rope rescues at Hamilton waterfalls in 2016. The recoveries are very time consuming and immobilizes Hamilton Emergency Services. Are the $10,000 trespassing tickets a solid prevention? it doesn't sound like it at the time I wrote this rant in late August 2017...time will tell.

Epilogue

Signage and fencing...more waste of tax payers money. It seems our over priced city administrators take utmost delight and pleasure in misusing and pissing away tax money...but then again, it's not their cash. The regime has no idea on how to hit a home run. They're happy to fly out in right field. Stay tuned folks. The foolish choices at Hamilton City Hall will continue.

The End

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Puritan will return with "The Endless Maze"


Editor's note:

Hughson N. - pre-conversion.

Speaking of pissing away tax money, has anyone noticed the latest stroke of genius from Hamilton's local government?

Hughson St. has been converted to two-way between Wilson and Barton. There is almost nothing on that street, and barely any traffic as it is, yet the city has somehow decided that the people of Hamilton would be best served by pissing even more dollars away on this useless project. How much do the new stoplights for southbound traffic cost? If anyone knows, please contact me.

Hughson N. - pre-conversion.

I can't help wondering what curious line of reasoning the city employed to justify this pointless waste of hardware and paint, not to mention the ongoing electricity bills and maintenance costs for the new lights. For anyone who has ever had to struggle to make ends meet, this egregious squandering of public funds is a spit in the face.

Hughson N. - pre-conversion.

The fuckers have also fucked up King William St. with the same communist driven ideology.

King William at Catherine, facing west. Two new stoplights have been installed here, at a cost of (I don't know) and for almost zero benefit to the people of Hamilton.

It should be obvious by now, to everyone but the most anti-industrial, anti-western, tree-hugging, and navigationally-challenged bicycle leftist activists, that the people who are supposedly in charge of "running" the city of Hamilton have bitten off much more than they can chew. Their limited vision, skills, insight, and talent, should be restricted to nothing more than sewage and garbage disposal.

Road building and maintenance is obviously not within their range of competence. I recommend that the streets of Hamilton be repaired immediately. Priority should be given to converting high demand streets, like John, James, and Wilson, back to their efficient, low idling, low congestion, no-nonsense, no BULLSHIT, one-way format. After that, their responsibilities should not go beyond street cleaning, and the odd patch of asphalt. Let the developers of new neighbourhoods build their roads in accordance with customer desires rather than regressive political ideologies.

I say we return to the days when Hamilton's slogan was "The Ambitious City." A time when the purpose of the roads was to move people to the places they wanted to go, quickly, safely, efficiently, and with a minimum of idling and atmospheric particulates from excessive and unnecessary brake dust generation.

Make Hamilton Great Again!

August 6, 2013

Saturday, September 9, 2017

The Infamous Vanishing Act

Editor's Note: While preparing this new Puritan guest rant, I took the liberty of including a number of photographs that, I think, are relevant to the text. If anyone doesn't like it, I am entirely to blame. -- Uncle Block

Prelude

My long time and very good friend Uncle Block (who is my editor) sent me an e-mail back in July 2017...he titled it, "Time For A Smoke." It was a You Tube video of old television cigarette commercials[1][2][3]. I found it truly thought provoking and extremely nostalgic and it inspired me to write this "rant".

I recall some of the ads but remember all the brands that were featured in the ten minute flick...I started smoking when I was ten years old and quit quite a while ago. If you're from my generation and were a smoker you'd probably recollect these cigs: Viceroy, Kent, Winston, Belair, Parliament, Kool and Vantage. They were American "butts" but in our heyday we could purchase many brands that were manufactured in the U.S. (United States.) Then one day our "caring" government outlawed the sale of U.S. cigarettes in Canada.

One of my favourite cigarette commercials was the Benson and Hedges 100's (they were the first 100 millimeter length smoke to "hit" the market) not because of the actual video but the music...I thoroughly relish the song. The tune was recorded in 1967 titled, "The Disadvantages Of You" performed by the Brass Ring...to this day I still take pleasure listening to that melody.

I enjoyed reading a couple of comments below the video. One person wrote, "The Wonder Years...will never come back!...but the music will always be there." Another individual wrote "simple times, people spoke to you, less complicated and a billion other reasons." By now, you may be asking, OK Puritan, where are you going with this one?

I was born in 1954 so I'm significantly familiar with the 1960's and especially well acquainted with the 1970's. So here I go again jumping in my time machine and taking a trip down memory lane to the "seventies." I would like to refer to the 70's as the decade of pleasure and light heartedness. However...Archie Bunker may disagree...remember the opening song on the sitcom "All In the Family" 1971-1979, titled, "Those Were the Days." I had a lot of great times in the 70's. Oddly enough I never watched the sitcom, "That 70's Show", 1998-2006. It was about the lives of teenage friends living in a fictional suburban town from 1976-1979.

Editors Note:The 41st Ontario general election was held on June 12, 2014 to elect the members of the 41st Parliament of Ontario. The Liberal Party won a majority of seats in the legislature, allowing its leader, Kathleen Wynne, to continue as premier, moving from a minority to majority government.

The 70's were a lot more straight forward, plain and easy going. Political correctness (which makes me puke) wasn't born yet and the environmental nonsense wasn't annoying and irritating like the rubbish we are forced to accept today. There weren't so many ridiculous and stringent rules and regulations. We could buy cigarettes in a drug store or sit in a bar and enjoy some draft beer and a few smokes...now people can't even smoke in a park...absolutely absurd and for smokers it's going to become worse.

Busy bodies have always tried to make their way into people's lives, trying to control, annoy and irritate us. They make an effort to tell us what we can and can't eat and attempt to tell us what we can and can't say. These meddlers exasperate and anger vehicle owners preaching how evil the internal combustion engine is, specifically the automobile.

These troublemakers are infiltrating society at an alarming and increased rate...a lot more than we observed in the 70's. These uncompromising zealots seem to breed like rats.

Change means something becomes different and may have positive or negative consequences. Things, objects, belongings, equipment, matters, characteristics and people can have beneficial or harmful results due to change. The human body is a perfect example. The more we age our bodies start to slow down and decline. Arthritis, balding or grey hair, our bodies shrinking and our skin starting to wrinkle are all traits of change due to old age.

At times change can also mean completely disappear. It's very sad and unfortunate when good things cease to exist anymore. Hopefully I can enlighten some of you with a flash from the past and some fond memories of the 1970's in Hamilton, Ontario. I've resided in "Steeltown" since 1959. I did, however, have a five year hiatus living in Dundas, Ontario during the early 1990's, but I will quote "Forrest Gump" and say, "and that's all I want to say about that."

Like a lot of Hamiltonians, I've seen plenty of happenings in the once called "The Ambitious City." I reflect back to the 70's when Hamilton was economically stable and numerous industries and businesses were thriving. Jobs appeared to be plentiful. An individual could quit a job and within a few weeks be working somewhere else. After Grade 12 if students weren't pursuing their education with Grade 13 (which no longer exists) or community college a high percentage of graduates would be working in a short period of time.

Sadly, the old saying all good things must come to an end is horribly true and invaded Hamilton's industry and manufacturing sector like a deadly virus. Regrettably businesses (who were successful and prosperous in the 1970's) for some strange and unusual economic reason took a nose dive and perished. Dominion Glass, Rheem of Canada, International Harvester, Canadian Canners, Proctor and Gamble, Firestone, Canadian Westinghouse, Susan Shoes Industries and Levi Strauss were at one time booming and profitable, more significantly they provided an abundance of jobs but dematerialized.

Some experts claim the high dollar, high energy costs (Hmm... some things NEVER CHANGE) and overseas competition were factors involving the termination of these establishments. There also has been drastic and notable decreases in the work force at Trebor Cadbury Allan, Siemons Canada and Wentworth Mould.

Downtown Hamilton was always flooded with shoppers in the 70's and they certainly had a plentifulness of department stores. Woolworth's, The Right House, Robinson's and Kresge's were all located in the C.B.D. (Central Business District). Outlets such as Bi-Way, Woolco, Zellers and Towers were situated throughout various parts of the city. But once again, the unpleasant question arises, where are they now? A couple of drug stores that come to mind but no longer exist were the Big V franchises and a shop a couple of my friends will remember, McDermotts.

Some of the beverage rooms I used to bend my elbow at were The Golden Garter, Junction, Red Lion, Elmire, The Windsor (before it became a gay bar), Plantation and Paddy Greens. However, my preference was the Jamesway...drop the trays of draft, smoke cigarettes and watch the hockey game. Back in those days "watering holes" had two separate rooms, men's ( for men only) and ladies and escorts (men and women.)

We can't forget about some of the popular restaurants like Roberts, The Cavalier, The Aquarium (took a girl on a dinner date in 1979 and didn't have enough money to pay the bill...thankfully she did...either way extremely embarrassing), Marco Polo (delicious pizza) and the Chicken Roost that have faded away forever. Selective clothing stores namely Faye Jacksons, Thrifty's, Pantomonium and burger joints like the Red Barn and Burger Chef have also buried their ashes here. A take out chicken spot called Hamilton Barbecue and H. Salt Fish and Chips also vacated many years ago.

A Chinese food take out joint called May May's was located at the far north end of the now defunct Mountain Plaza Mall. It was a regular stopover for my friends and I after indulging in a Friday or Saturday night ritual of drinking beer at "the brow." It was the escarpment located behind the non-existent H.P.H. (Hamilton Psychiatric Hospital) formerly known as the O.H. (Ontario Hospital). I remember one night we arrived at May May's (11:00 p.m. or so) and yes we were all "gassed up" as usual from drinking beer at "the brow". I ate seven cheeseburgers and a large French fries...maybe my beer I was guzzling was spiked with some sort of hunger stimulant. Anyway, May May's has also departed many years ago.

Last but certainly now least, some of my best loved pizza places are, also no longer in existence, for example: Pee Wee's, Nero's, Italian Village and my number one pizza was from Joanne's Pizzeria located on Limeridge Road West at the Kendale Plaza. Joanne and her husband (who were first generation Italians) owned the joint and man did that woman know how to make a delicious and superior pizza.

Since I'm talking about pizza, I have to mention my long time and very good friend's wife about her home made pizza skill...it's absolutely outstanding and superb...I would place her pizza in the same ranking as Joanne's. If she ever started her own business, without any doubt at all, her "pie" would be a top seller.

Complexes like Mountain Plaza Mall and Center Mall always attracted an abundance of consumers but regrettably not any more. I felt extremely sad and sorry the day construction crews started to demolish Mountain Plaza Mall. The mall never experienced a problem with a lack of customers...there were numerous specialty shops, a couple of restaurants and Woolco Department Store. Sometime in the 70's the entire shopping area became enclosed. My guess there were sixty or seventy businesses in that customer friendly mall. In a way it's too bad Walmart took over. Don't get me wrong, I'm an avid Walmart shopper but to this day I still miss Mountain Plaza Mall.

The taxi business was satisfactory in the 70's...not like it is today. Uncle Block who is owner/operator of a licensed City of Hamilton taxi told me that in the 70's the summers were slow but the winters were busy...a lot busier than now. He also stated it was possible to make a half decent living and many people did all right. From what Uncle Block has told me it appears nowadays licensed cabbies are starving thanks to the Uber movement, "sponsored" and "supported" by you know who, our governments, specifically the municipal authority.

These unworthy and two-faced bureaucrats maintain and DEMAND strict and precise rules and regulations for licensed cabbies but have a limited mandate for Uber drivers...this is truly vomitous. If you would like for information how Hamilton City Hall is destroying and ruining licensed taxi drivers' lives, who are attempting to make an honest living visit Uncle Block on line.

I think it's safe to say life for the most part in the 70's was straight forward, less stressful, clear and plain...even for our parents. I might be incorrect on the latter considering the country was under Liberal rule with P.M. (Prime Minister) Pierre Trudeau (picture boy's father) from 1968-1979 and 1980-1984. The electorate continued to vote him in to office just like Ontario has been exercising their foolishness with Liberal power since 2003. Nevertheless, don't be surprised if history repeats itself with our (never worked a day in his life and does anyone want to take my picture) adolescent P.M.

I do realize the 70's did have some problems and drawbacks such as inflation, gas shortages and the cost of living. The average monthly inflation rate from 1970-1979, inclusive was 7.9%...parts of 1974, 1975, and 1979 saw double digits. We were exposed to a recession, 1973-1975. the 1973 oil and 1979 energy crisis, but we survived.

Epilogue

Unfortunately government doesn't dissolve. But on the flip side we don't want anarchy. Sadly we do need some sort of discipline and control. It appears everything is moving at a warp ten speed...the latest are pilotless jets by 2025...I think I'd sooner walk. Remember the old Nat King Cole song titled, "Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer." That tune reminds me how the 70's were...an easygoing and carefree lifestyle. Finally, can you imagine if we had computers and cell phones in the 70's...that would've definitely been far out man... can ya dig it?

The End

The Harvenut Puritan Project
Puritan will return with "Steeltown Follies"


Some more photos added by Uncle Block

Editor's Note: Back in the early 1970's a group of us would assemble after dinner on Friday nights and discuss what we were going to do, and where we were going to go. One thing that used to infuriate me was the regularity with which this Harvenut Puritan character would enthusiastically exclaim, "I know. Let's go to Book Villa!" This was NEVER my idea of a good way to spend a Friday night, but, to each his own, I guess. Perhaps surprisingly, that was exactly where we ended up going on more than a few occasions. No wonder we did so much LSD in those days. -- Uncle Block


Sauble Beach circa 1971


Rattlesnake Point - 1975


The only photo I can find anywhere of the school most of our group attended in the 1960's


Second hand smoke is just as bad as primary smoke


High School Recreation


Rolling one


Popular spot after high school dances and rub bashes in the swamp


Camping supplies - Rock Hill rock festival - 1971

This was at a wedding bash. I can't remember who got married.


Editor's Note: Fat fucking chance I'll ever shop for pot at the government's crony outlets. I say, support your local pot supplier and give the middle finger to any government monopoly. Boycott! -- Uncle Block


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