Cheers & Jeers
Jeers: to trying to slip one past us. A supporter of Tory MHA Steve Kent emailed a letter to the editor last week, signed “Rick Sanchez, St. John’s.” Now, unless you’re a letter-writing regular, we ask you to supply a daytime phone number where you can be reached for verification purposes. When emailed a request for a phone number, “Mr. Sanchez” quickly called us instead. When told we still needed a number, Señor Sanchez said he was in the midst of switching phone packages and so the number would change. Our reply? “When it does, email it to us.” The caller abruptly hung up. A savvy Telegram reporter figures the name Rick Sanchez was used in honour of the character in the animated TV series “Rick and Morty.” The letter, meanwhile, compared Kent’s being chided for bad behaviour in the House of Assembly in May to the witch-hunts of the McCarthy era in the U.S. Uh-huh. Now, we’ve no reason to believe Kent was party to this, but he might want to let Mr. Sanchez know we’ve got his number.
Jeers: to look Ma, no brains! It’s bad enough that a glance in your vehicle’s rearview mirror when you’re stopped at a red light is as often as not bound to reward you with the sight of the motorist behind you, head down, thumbs moving like mad — too caught up in what they’re texting to notice the light has changed to green and they are now stalling traffic. But the other day a Telegram columnist saw a cyclist on a St. John’s street who was texting while riding, hands free, at great personal risk to himself. People, put your phones away until you reach your destination.
Jeers: to a town left in limbo. Residents of Witless Bay, including its beleaguered mayor, must be at their wits’ end, as the town council continues to operate in an extreme state of dysfunction. On the rare occasions when they do have the quorum needed to hold a meeting, the four-member council has voted two for, two against, meaning nothing gets done. Mayor Maureen Murphy is so frustrated by the lack of decorum and the lack of progress being made, she doesn’t know if she’ll run for re-election in September. Can’t say we blame her.
Cheers: to keeping pace with Chase the Ace. A Telegram scribe thought the charity card game craze could use a good theme song. And so, with apologies to Paul Simon, we present “There must be 50 ways ...”: Just pull out the ace, Chase. Pull the right card, pard. Don’t need to be voyant, Claire, just listen to me Hop out to Goulds, fools, don’t need to set new rules Just pull the damn card, Lee, and get the mo-ney.