Tuesday, December 15 2015

Dear Editor,

When I was a kid growing up in a south-east London suburb, most people in my neighbourhood needed to walk a block or two to access a public phone booth in order to place a call. These days, people can and do make and receive calls on their mobiles from just about anywhere— including from inside a stall in a public washroom. When I was a kid, our local municipality provided sturdy oversize galvanized bins on every block into which local residents put the uncooked outer leaves of cabbage and other green vegetables along with stale bread. These were collected weekly and the contents used for animal feed. Today’s green bins here are a mere re-invention of something that existed there more than half a century ago. Also, way back then, all local electrical distribution lines were securely buried underground. The only power outages anyone in those days had ever experienced were caused by enemy action during WW2. Here, today, we have all too frequently to rely on the heroic efforts of stalwart BC Hydro repair crews to patch things back together every time  there is a windstorm or a tree falls across flimsy wires strung up on wooden poles. 

Progress you say? I don’t think so.

~ David Bouvier