Cheers & Jeers

The Pilot - - Editorial -

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.

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