There Is No Broadcast With This Editorial.
When Anne & I Pulled Into Our Driveway – After the 20-Minute Drive Home from the Holiday Inn Pointe Claire Meeting, Anne had Finally Stopped Crying, & Anne’s Tears Turned from the Contrived Shame these Men Imposed on us, to Disappointment . . . TO REAL ANGER.
Anne’s only Words were . . . “We Have To Talk”.
From The Car . . . Anne Walked to The House – I Walked To Shut-Down The Barn.
The Barn Was Only 75-Feet From The House . . . and as I was just about to Walk into the Barn, the Phone was Ringing, which I Answered in the Barn . . . It Was Peter, Who With His Wife, Was At The Meeting.
Prior To The Meeting . . . Peter and his Wife were very Generous to QPAC (Quebec Political Action Committee), and helped Raise Perhaps as much as $10,000 over a Period of Several Weeks, at Fundraisers they Held at their Home, which made them Unique amongst the Better Heeled People, who were also at the Meeting.
English Quebec Was A Basket-Case . . . In A Fight With No Champion.
Just Before QPAC Was Born . . . English Canada Survived A Quebec Referendum To Separate From Canada, Winning By A Supposed Margin Of Less Then 1%, Which Was In Effect – The Partial Reason I Created QPAC.
Please Know This . . . Before QPAC, There Were A Myriad Of Elitist Establishment “Rights” Groups – All of whom had Good Intentions (or so it seemed), who were Going to Save English Rights (Freedom Of Expression) in Quebec by having Meetings, Meetings & More Meetings.
SPEECHES WERE APLENTY . . . BUT THEY WERE ALL GREAT PRETENDERS:
In A War That Needed Street-Fighters . . . These Were Elitist Pussies.
In Effect . . . These “Rights” Groups Loved The Sound Of Their Own Voices, Personal Images On Television & Whatever The Print Media Wrote About Them, which Made them Look Like Real Players. Where in Fact, Not only were they as Useless as Teats-On-A-Bull, they were Aiding & Abetting the Separatists, by Creating False Hopes to the People . . . That They Were Leading A Counter Revolution.
The Media Loved These Groups . . . They Created Great Copy.
Their Other Catastrophe . . . was how these Phony Elitist Groups Ate-Up all the Media Attention, and Whatever Amount of Money was Available for the Fight.
BACK TO THE BARN & PETER’S PHONE CALL:
The First Thing Peter Said To Me Was . . . “I’M SORRY”. We were so Far Out of Line, for which we Apologize, that there is no Excuse, other than we (Peter & His Wife) got Caught-Up in the Moment within the Frenzied Room.
I Told Peter It Was Fine – No Apology Necessary . . . But He Should Know:
That Plane with the Banner over my Ottawa Rally, which he Criticized . . . Cost All Of $200, for which I Paid all of it out of my Own Pocket. The Pilot Volunteered, and I Agreed to Pay for his Fuel & Direct Costs.
There were 100-Yellow School Buses, which I Chartered from Montreal to Ottawa & Back for that Rally, so Anyone wanting to Come to the Rally, and Didn’t have a Car or the Means to do so . . . COULD.
I Was Even Criticized By Some For Not Chartering Limousine Type-Buses.
Each Bus Cost Me $200 Return, Which I Had To Pay For Up Front ($20,000). I Asked the People getting onto the Buses to Pay Just $20 if they could Afford It. If not, THEIR RIDE WAS ON ME. Half the People Didn’t Pay. But the Half Who Did, Paid for the Half who Didn’t.
And I was Entirely STIFFED by a Renowned Ottawa Radio Station’s Loud-Mouth Talk Show Host (Lowell Green – All Microphone No Substance), WHO PROMISED ON-AIR – UNSOLICITED, to Cover the Cost of Two Buses from Montreal, which he Never Did, But Took Credit For Anyway.
As For The Criticism Of The Cost Of Production For Radio & Television Spots.
I Personally Wrote & Directed 100% of all the Radio & Television Ads, because that’s part of What I Did for a Living. There were No Creative or Talent Costs. And even if there were, it would have been me who would have Paid for them Anyway.
I used Our Advertising Agency’s Money to Produce ALL THE ADS, which were Taped & Edited in Ontario, and at American Border Television & Radio Stations, where we did Considerable Agency Business.
And Just About All Of Our Media Clients Volunteered Their Facilities.
It Was Always Unbelievable To Me, how People just Assumed the Money Needed to do all the things I did, seemed to Magically Appear out of Thin Air, and Thought it was their Right to Criticize Me on how I Spent Money . . . WHICH WASN’T THEIRS.
Remarkably – No One Ever Bothered To Ask Me . . . Where The Money Was Coming From For Everything I Did, Which They Took For Granted.
I Said Goodbye To Peter . . . And Never Spoke With Him Or His Wife Again.
THE DAY BEFORE I WAS TO ANNOUNCE THE END OF QPAC . . .
On the Morning Before the Day I was to Pack-It-All-In, I Received a Phone Call from Lee Hambelton, Vice President of CHUM BROADCASTING. I knew Lee Professionally just in Passing, Enough to say Hello & How’s It Going.
To Put Lee Hambelton In Perspective . . . Lee Was The Quintessential Class-Act.
Lee Hambelton Was Considered . . . Within the Entire Canadian Broadcast Industry (Radio & Television), to be Amongst the Least Reproachable People Going.
So . . . It was Strange to me, that Lee Hambelton Called, and even Stranger that he Wanted to get Together Today for a Quick Lunch, to meet at his Broadcast Office Building in the Toniest Part of Downtown Montreal, on Green Avenue in Westmount.
We Met . . . Had Lunch At An Expensive Soup & Sandwich “Joint”, where Lee said to me – Here’s A Media Parable For You . . .
Two Villages Were At War, which was covered by the Media from their Safe Distance in the Hills. Finally, one Village Managed to Slaughter the other Village, and when the Victors Left, and it was Safe for the Media to Enter the Defeated Village, the Media Killed The Survivors . . . Because That’s What The Media Does.
“Don’t Make Your Decision On What CJAD Says Or Said”.
Lee Hambelton Passed Away In 2003 . . . And Was Posthumously Inducted Into The Canadian Broadcasters’ Hall of Fame in 2005. I never Saw or Spoke to Lee Hambelton again, after that 15-Minute Soup & Sandwich Lunch.
On The Way Home From That Lunch . . . I Thought Of Another Parable, which Anne & I Think About Often. We Still Do. It Came from the Story of the “The Little Prince” – Who Tamed The Fox.
“Don’t Tame The Fox . . . Because Once You Do – You Own It”.
I TAMED THE FOX:
So . . . For The Few People Who Guessed That I Packed-It-In & Called It Quits – YOU GUESSED REALLY WRONG.
I Came To The Realization . . . That I No Longer Had The Right To Walk Away.
After The Disgraceful New Year’s Day Comments From CJAD . . . And After the Holiday Inn Meeting – Money Started to Roll-In. Anne Hired-Back Her Personal Staff. I was Able to Staunch the Flow Somewhat of Personal Cash for our 24/7 Security. I was also able to Pay the Lawyers Without going into my own Pockets for all the Freedom of Expression Cases I was Funding on the Behalf of Strangers I Didn’t Know, Many Of Whom I Never Met & Will Never Know.
And Then Came CIQC . . . And My Radio Career Began – Just as Screwy As Everything Else I Seemed To Do.
It Wasn’t Until 1999 . . . When The Writing Was On The Wall, When We Realized The Fight Was Over . . . We Had Lost. They Had Won – And It Was Time For Anne, The Animals & I To Call it A Day . . . And Move On.
We Left Quebec In The Year 2000 . . .
We Built A Farm In South Eastern Ontario & Never Looked Back, Which doesn’t Mean that I Stopped Fighting for Freedom of Expression, Since I Never Had & Never Will.
I’m Just Not Interested In Fighting For People Who Won’t Fight For Themselves.
Best Regards . . . Howard Galganov