Danny’s “alternative fact” claims that Muskrat Falls positions us for independence from Quebec in 2041 when we get to renegotiate the Upper Churchill deal. Nothing could be further from the truth. Muskrat Falls generates 824 megawatts and the transmission line to the island has a maximum capacity of 900 MW. There is room on the line for an extra 76 MW. How does Danny plan to get the 5,400 MW of Upper Churchill power onto a line that can only carry an extra 76 MW? It is clear that the Muskrat Falls project and its transmission capacity has nothing whatsoever to do with the 5,400 MW at the Upper Churchill. Unless we are going to spend several more billions of dollars (that we don’t have) on new transmission lines, we will still have to deal with Quebec in 2041.
Danny’s “alternative fact” claims that Nova Scotia doesn’t get any free power. The real fact is that Nova Scotia gets 20 per cent of the power from Muskrat Falls for 35 years and they send us no money. To get this power, Nova Scotia will build a transmission line that they will own for 35 years. It’s exactly the same as telling your neighbour to buy an extension cord, plug it into your home and you will pay whatever extra it costs to heat the neighbour’s home for 35 years while adding the cost to your own light bill. But according to Danny, that does not mean the neighbour is getting free power.
Danny’s “alternative fact” states that the cost of electricity was going to go from 11 cents per kilowatt hour to 15 cents/ kWh even without Muskrat Falls. Therefore, the final cost of 21 to 22 cents/ kWh is only a few cents more expensive, not double the rates as some people say. What his “alternative fact” omits is that the increase from 11 cents to 15 cents/kWh was based on a prediction that oil would be $150 per barrel and we would also replace the plant in Holyrood. That is the scenario described in the documents in November 2010 when he first announced the project.
In every case, a very different reality opposes the “alternative facts” scenario that Danny put forward. If nothing else, he deserves credit for following the old adage, “don’t let the facts get in the way of a good argument.”
Meanwhile, here in the real world, we’ll all struggle with light bills that will double, along with the increased taxes and fees from last year’s budget and forced efficiencies in many public services, such as snowclearing. Then there are the large financial commitments we must keep that were made by Danny’s administration on our behalf so we can complete the money pit that Muskrat Falls has become.
Newfoundland Power employees in the Port Aux Basques area have donated $10,000 for a new Triple Infusion Pump for the Dr. Charles LeGrow Health Centre.
The money was raised by the employees through fundraisers.
The pump will be used to deliver chemotherapy to cancer patients.
“We’re pleased to be able to make this contribution on behalf of our employees, retirees, customers and partners,” said Gary Smith, president
and chief executive officer, Newfoundland Power, in a press release. “Enhancing cancer treatment facilities and services in Newfoundland and Labrador has been an ongoing goal of The Power of Life Project and today we are proud to help support cancer patients in Port aux Basques and the surrounding area.”
Missus gave me a hard look the moment I entered the house.
“Hope you haven’t been up the Trinity Bay shore again,” she said.
I could not tell a lie, so I stammered. “Well…er…ah…um,” I said. Missus continued, “Up to Heart’s Ease weren’t you? Spying on that young crowd like a hopless old fool.” “Well…er…ah…um.” “Look at you,” Missus said, “coming in the house all bright- eyed and bushy- tailed. Don’t expect me to behave like those young hussies up the shore.”
I scuffed backwards, mindful of my arthritic hip.
Missus kept grumbling, “Especially that Nolan maid, just home from Toronto and already rampsing around with that hard-ticket O’Dea boy.”
Missus had busted me, of course. I had been up the shore. There wasn’t much happening at the Heart’s Ease Inn as I had expected so I’d dodged around the community until I got wind of the latest action.
Fiona Nolan, a brand new lawyer returned from Toronto, was in tack with — as in “tackled up with” I s’pose — Dillon O’Dea, famous locally for playing both the guitar and the field and plucking strings in either case.
I hid in the alders, so to speak, and peeped at the lusty cavorting in Play Me (Flanker Press), Victoria Barbour’s third Heart’s Ease Romance.
I immediately saw Fiona Nolan’s “great mass of golden red curls” bonneting a nubile body that would breed envy in a buxom, video game Amazon.
Fiona — colour me a drooling ol’ lecher, but — red hair or not — I immediately pictured Fiona Gallagher in my noggin.
Lynette Hillier, executive director of the Cancer Care Foundation, said the triple infusion pump allows the cancer care team to deliver multiple infusions Fiona Gallagher, feisty, lascivious heroine of TV’s Shameless.
A evocative name isn’t bad enough. A bit farther along in the yarn, Fiona Nolan looks “like Lara Croft going into battle.”
Oh my, images of young Angelina bounding about in her bar-tight fighting gear fleshed out my impression of Fiona Nolan as a woman who’d…
…you know not once did I think of Fiona the red-headed, greenskinned, ogre babe of the Shrek movies. Truly. Not until after I’d finished reading the novel anyway. Turn the page. It’s no secret (I can’t help myself), Victoria has sprinkled suggestive, risqué humour through her pages. Surely plenty to titillate puerile minds like mine.
Here’s some naughty guitar humour, for instance.
When they are first “feeling peculiar” for each other, as Granny used to say, Dillon gives Fiona some guitar strings. Fiona thanks him saying, “I’m always breaking my G string.” The minx! When a man, a musician, is enchanted by a woman he sometimes picks up his instrument — in this case a bodhran — and plays. Dillon O’Dea runs to a patient at the same time, in a safe and controlled manner.
“Our thanks to the cancer care professionals at Dr. Charles his hand down the soft goat skin of the drum, closes his eyes and thinks “of Fiona’s skin”.
I’d hate to think Dillon continues caressing the soft goat skin and thinking, “That’s a fine flank on her.”
Such a comparison would be a bit extreme, eh b’ys?
What’s not a bit extreme is “feeling peculiar” evolving into physical performance: “Fiona crushed her lips to Dillon’s as he pressed her against the navy blue pickup.”
Could a randy young buck ask for much more — a ripe, hot honey shuffed up against a fender?
Forgive me, Victoria, if you didn’t intend this next bit to make me chuckle.
Consummation is about to happen. Dillon is “bearing down” on Fiona, strumming her, playing her like he might a guitar — or possibly a “goat skin” bodhran. Ultimately, Dillon heaves his hands aside and employs his “polar opposite”. His polar opposite! Truly, I chuckled. Here’s a question. What is Billy the Bard’s most famous love story?
Correct. The one about Verona’s star-crossed lovers, LeGrow Health Centre for joining with us to enhance the lives of those living with cancer in our province,” she said.
The Power of Life Project is a partnership between Newfoundland Power and the Dr. H. Bliss Murphy Cancer Care Foundation.
The project raises funds for cancer treatment equipment and support programs while promoting early detection and cancer screening through education and awareness programs.
Since 2002 they have donated in excess of $2.5 million and helped many lives change for the better.
The Dr. H. Bliss Murphy Cancer Care Foundation raises funds for treatment and supportive care programs for cancer patients, funds local cancer research initiatives and provides continuing education opportunities for staff of the Dr. H. Bliss Murphy Cancer Centre and affiliated cancer programs in Newfoundland and Labrador. Romeo and Juliet.
Part B of the question. What is the central conflict separating Romeo and Juliet?
Answer. Their families are feuding. Juliet’s father, Pappy Montague, is across the stuff with Romeo’s father, Pappy Capulet.
A similar feud has been ongoing in Heart’s Ease ever since Adam was a cowboy — another of Granny’s sayings that I never quite understood. The Kavanaghs hate the Nolans. Dillon is a Kavanagh on his mother’s side. And Fiona is a Nolan. Dillon’s mother’s sister…
For frig sake. It’s too snarled up for me. You sort it out.
Listen, I could rave on for another five hundred words about the romantic fun to be had onshore in Heart’s Ease or at sea in a rocking boat.
I could… but Missus just tapped me on the shoulder and — despite earlier indications — said, “Harry, I’ve been reading some of that Heart’s Ease book.” Fiona. My, my, my Fiona! Thank you for reading.
Pictured (from left) are Barry Furlong and Justin Earle, Newfoundland Power employees from the Port Aux Basques region, with the triple infusion pump that was purchased through fundraisers.