A Sneaky Word

Opinion logoThe voice on the radio sounded earnest, compassionate and sincere: “It is our responsibility to ensure that we operate any pipeline in the best interests of the consumer.”

That is really all I heard. I was passing through the kitchen, where the radio was on. As I walked away, I thought about those words. My first thought was that the speaker was concerned about ethics and protecting the environment. But then it occurred to me that “the consumer” could be a manufacturer or a truck driver or a commuter or an oil refinery.

My benign assumption made me realize that I automatically interpreted the word “consumer” as if it meant people in general, and I think that is the way the speaker intended listeners to take it.

Perhaps we have become somewhat sloppy, inclined to interpret loaded words based more on the tone of the speaker than on the true meaning of the words in their context. The speaker may even have intended that the word “consumer” would refer to all human beings; but the philosophy of someone who calls a human being a consumer is neither philanthropic nor ecological, but economic.

It has been economic concerns that have caused the current government of Canada to gut “pure” scientific research so that financing goes towards practical research with economic benefits rather than towards theoretical research with long-term results that may never directly produce measurable economic benefits.

The whole idea of direct economic benefits makes the word “Philistine” worth considering in this context, as well as the words “conservative” and “cynic”.

In my dictionary, a Philistine is someone for whom ideals are impractical, a conservative is someone who believes that nothing should ever be done for the first time, and a cynic is someone who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.

Next time you hear “for the best interests of the consumer,” think about what those words really mean, and let us be careful how we interpret what we hear or read: words, like many people, are sneaky.

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First Spring

Go away, I say! Go!

This thaw in January is a muddy mess.
More snow, more shovelling, more
scarves more drippy nose and frozen
toes are still to come.

Such teasing is too cruel
refusing orphans excess gruel
is not so melodramatic so
cruel as this — this slushy hope.

And yet, we dopes, we know from bitter
springs of other hopes that
half-a-dozen scattered thaws or eight
still wait with pain to entertain. And freezing rain.

So, go! I say, Go!
And what’s the forecast?
Snow.

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A(d) verse complaint

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Vignette: Two old guys walking in heavy traffic

Tommy:     So, do you get out much?

Walter:     Sorry?

Tommy:     So you go walking often?

Walter:     Oh, I have some lozenges,  but I can’t reach ‘em; they’re in my inside jacket pocket.

Tommy:     That guy should fix his muffler.

Walter:     What?

Tommy:     I said he should fix his muffler!

Walter:     Can’t hear you: that car is so LOUD.

Tommy:     No, it shouldn’t. They should take them off the road.

Walter:     No, I never get a cold. It’s just allergies.

Tommy:     Why would you count calories? You’re skinny as a dog’s tail.

Walter:     That’s ’cause every day I get out walking.

Tommy:     Oh.

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A little Vignette for you

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