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Globe and Mail.  Op-Ed.

That phone doesn't ring here any more

                      Monday, December 14, 1998
                      MARJORIE DOYLE

                      IN NEWFOUNDLAND -- Some years ago, I phoned a florist
about a mile from my house to
                      ask whether the shop was open that evening. A woman
answered, said no, and gave me the store
                      hours. Her accent was musical and charming but clearly
not from these parts.

                      Where are you? I asked.

                      Virginia, she drawled.

                      I had dialled a St. John's phone number and the
business, I'd thought, was a local one. But
                      someone, somewhere, had decided that lean and
efficient business practice meant farming out
                      services.

                      Since then, I've had dozens of similar experiences. I
call a local phone number to request servicing
                      of a product. The call is answered on the mainland,
and the arrangement (between me and a guy
                      mabe two streets away) is made in an office maybe
2,000 miles away.

                      Every time this happens, the same feeling comes over
me: a sense that there's nobody home. That
                      I'm living on a raft with fewer and fewer mates and
that, increasingly, we are in the hands of control
                      central, far away. It makes me feel isolated,
resentful and, ultimately, depressed. Depressed
                      because by using companies like these, I'm actively
helping to keep a Newfoundlander
                      unemployed.

                      This is not a phenomenon unique to this province. Many
Canadians must feel equally enraged
                      watching their small towns get smaller, while they are
forced to spend money to keep other places
                      thriving. (It puts a different spin on the subsidy
thing: Who's really living off whom?) But allowing
                      companies to do business in a community while
maintaining such a small storefront at the local level
                      strikes me now as completely unacceptable because of
the seriousness of even one person being
                      without work.

                      The news that someone is thrown out of work doesn't
incite gasps of horror from us, because our
                      society is desensitized to unemployment. Unemployment
figures are tolled so regularly that they fail
                      to have any impact. There seems to be a sense that
there isn't enough work, period.

                      But perhaps the lead story in a newspaper should
occasionally read: So-and-So lost his job today.
                      And then the story should give us the details: the
picture of a person struggling to find the right
                      moment to tell his or her family, and the slow
realization of the full impact of the news. It's not just
                      the paycheque that's gone; there's also a loss of
benefits. Suddenly eyeglasses and dental work
                      shift into the category of luxuries. Worry turns to
fear, even panic, as the new lay of the land
                      becomes clear. Everything has changed.

                      Politicians talk jobs, jobs, jobs during an election
campaign, but later, if the matter of
                      unemployment is raised, they shrug and say it's not
the business of government to create jobs. But
                      if creating jobs is not government's business,
unemployment surely is. Unemployment is not just
                      about being out of work. The connection between not
having a job and physical and mental
                      suffering is real.

                      In many areas where government needs to be challenged
and media attention won, there are
                      lobbyists. But what of the unemployed? Many people
without work are beaten down from
                      hopelessness, bitterness, escalating debt and fear.
They can't fight. And unemployment doesn't
                      have the cachet of other problems; there is no
potential to shock, no horror photos as there are
                      with disasters such as floods. Yet the loss and
destruction are just as great. The difference is that
                      the effects unfold slowly.

                      In a place like Newfoundland, where collective
solutions are forever talked about and seldom
                      realized, it seems more important than ever to
concentrate on smaller solutions. Maybe job-by-job
                      would be a better focus for a political party than the
ceaseless speculation about pie-in-the-sky
                      schemes that never materialize.

                      How many jobs would be created in this province if
government introduced legislation that
                      required businesses operating here to maintain a
stronger presence? Four or five jobs in a small
                      community are significant, as are 20 jobs in a town,
100 in a city. The corporate response to such
                      regulating would probably be reluctant compliance,
with the punitive threat that everything will cost
                      more. Yet when companies and banks downsize, nothing
costs consumers less.

                      Perhaps the solution lies not with government or big
businesses but with our collective will to make
                      work for ourselves. On good days I convince myself
this is happening here, as I see more and
                      more companies advertising that they are locally owned
and operated; and there seem to be more
                      labels saying, "Manufactured right here."

                      On bad days I remind myself of the security company
that's operating here in St. John's. If a
                      burglar (more often a fly) triggers the alarm on a
premises, the alarm rings in Calgary!
                      Marjorie Doyle is the host of CBC Radio's late-night
classical music show That Time of the
                      Night.


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