presume that you have heard of, or even traveled to the Bermuda Triangle. Whether you had or not, I invite you to tour and enjoy the Georgian Triangle, dubbed as Ontario’s (Canada) best tourist playground, formed around the shores of Georgian Bay of the Great Lakes.

       Whereas commercial interests are usually drawing the coordinates of the triangle, I would like to define them from a visitor’s perspective. I invite you to explore this magnificent part of our world as an outdoor enthusiast.

       Collingwood is at the intersections of Highways #26 and #124, at the southernmost point of the Georgian Triangle. One could call it a base camp. From there, you can start to explore this beautiful part of Ontario by following the shores of Georgian Bay, both to the northeast and or to the north-west. As they say in Collingwood, Come for a day and stay for a week.

       Heading north, along the eastern shore of Georgian Bay, through Wasaga Beach on River Road West, you reach the Penetang Harbor ferry dock at Cedar Point. From there you could sail across the open water to Christian Island. It is home to about 600 residents of the Beausoleil First Nation and a couple hundred of cottagers. After your visit to Christian Island and, you are back on the mainland and you will retrace your moves to Collingwood.

       Collingwood caters to visitors with the Spring Trout Derby, the Elvis Festival, horse shows, cycling trails, golf courses, lovely beaches and parks, to mention only a few. Its hotels, motels, shops and restaurants will cater to your whims and wishes, year around. One of the many interesting shops to visit is the Blue Mountain Pottery.

       Leaving Collingwood on Hwy 26 West, you will travel through Meaford and Owen Sound. From there, you continue north on Hwy. 6 to Tobermory, which is at the tip of the Bruce Peninsula. It is known to be the divers’ paradise, where experienced divers can explore the underwater treasures in the Fathom Five National Marine Conservation Area.

       While in the area of Blue Mountains, you should not miss the Scenic Caves Nature Preserve. The Scenic Caves are the works of glacial ice that, over millions of years, carved them into the Niagara Escarpment, which stretches 725 kilometers, or 450 miles from Queenston on the Niagara River at the south end, to Tobermory at the north end.

       Atop the precipice, you will have a breath-taking view of Collingwood, of southern Georgian Bay and of several thousand square kilometers of luscious, green rolling hills. The Scenic Caves, which are hundreds of feet deep, are easily accessible via fabricated metal stairs, where the descent would be dangerous otherwise.

       At one point, the cave is so deep that winter’s ice and snow remain throughout the hot Ontario summers. It is perhaps for this phenomenon that the Huron Nation established here a village, called Ekarenniondi. The summer-surviving ice, nature’s refrigerator, helped them to preserve their meat and fish which they harvested before the onset of winter. 

       The Scenic Caves are also famous for their unusual vegetation, ranging from unique flowers, through a variety of mushrooms to the most admired Maidenhead Fern.

       Your photographs or video recordings of the Scenic Caves’ unusual rock formations, one of which is the Huron’s’ Worshipping Rock, you will be proud to show to your friends and family for years to come.

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      The YOUNG OFFENDERS ACT of CANADA

Prepared by Philip Rosen, Senior Analyst Revised 25 January 2000.

Joe Warmington, a columnist with the Toronto Sun, entitled his

January 4, 2008 column: Enough of this “hug-a-thug” approach.

It is not only his “trade-mark hat” that is on right; he seems to have

his “head screwed on right” also. Yet I have to ask a few questions

of him.

What took you so long to pen this well-written, hard-hitting article?

No offence meant by the question!

Where were you when the formerly only mischievous youth were

preparing to graduate to full-fledged criminals?

Was it your editor, who prevented you from expressing your views,

that were and still are shared by your readers, the “silent majority” of

the (once great) City of Toronto and Canada as a whole? Or, was it

the “politically correct” group of bleeding hearts that dominate the

political arena as of late?

Why is it that that an opposition politician is the only one who has the  

intestinal fortitude to proclaim that the (existing) law goes overboard

to protect the young punks?

Enough of the questions, although there are hundreds, if not thousands

that beg for answers. We, as the (still) free people of North America,

have to squeeze a part of our “elected” politicians’ anatomy that will

get their attention of the electorate’s will, even demands, to reclaim our

country from the criminal elements imported from abroad lately.

At least, this is how I feel.

To do my bit as a concerned taxpayer, I sent a message to Mr. Warmington

suggesting a possible solution to the youth crime and the existing “Young

Offenders Act” as it is, which I expressed in my book, WALK 20 MILES

IN MY MOCCASINS:

“If under-age offenders cannot be tried in adult court, not even

for indictable offences, make their parents liable, to the full extent

of the law, for their children’s action!

           If under-age bullies cannot be deterred, deter the parents.”

I have cast out the bait; will anyone have the political will to take it?

I would not be surprised if some of the readers of this posting would, at first, think that I am

a “sour grape,” which I am not. I am, however, of the “old school,” where social manners

were important. I still hold that opinion, even in these days of “political correctness.”

I have spent several years, toiling as a translator for the Federal Government of Canada.

Perhaps my acquired translation skills prompted me to include my translation of the

Hungarian National Anthem in my first book: PEACE, WAR AND THE AFTERMATH.

Having compared my translation with an “archaic,” earlier translation of the Anthem,

one of my critics suggested that it should be forwarded to the Hungarian Academy of

Sciences (MTA) for their consideration to make it the official English-language version

of the Anthem. That was back in 2005. As one of the proverbial old school graduates,

naively perhaps, I expected at least a “one-liner” acknowledgement from MTA. As I write,

it is the New Year of 2008 – yet, still no acknowledgement!

By now, I do not even expect a response from MTA. With my outmost respect to the

many fine academicians at MTA, there must also be a cadre there, which is the

“home-grown” new intellectuals, so carefully planned in the Rákosi-era, when the university

admission criteria was based on family background and not necessarily on academic

achievements!

Without further delay, here are some of the English-language translations of Ferenc

Kölcsey’s Himnusz - Hungary's national Anthem.

The National Anthem of Hungary

Isten, áldd meg a Magyart, Written by: Ferenc Kölcsey                                                                                                         

Jó kedvvel, bőséggel,                                                                                              

Nyújts feléje védő kart,                                                                                                      

Ha kűzd ellenséggel,                                                                                                                         

Balsors akit régen tép,                                                                                      

Hozz reá víg esztendőt,                                                                                  

Megbűnhődte már e nép                                                                                             

A múltat, s jövendőt.

Lord, bless the Hungarians          Translated by: Sándor A. Erdélyi                 

with your joy and your plenty,
Lend them a protective hand
when fighting their enemy;                      
Ill-fate torn them far too long,
bless them with a bright new year,
These people have long paid for
their future ’n yesteryears.

O my God, the Magyar bless         Translated by: William N. Loew
With Thy plenty and good cheer!
With Thine aid his just cause press,
Where his foes to fight appear.
Fate, who for so long didst frown,
Bring him happy times and ways;
Atoning sorrow hath weighed down
Sins of past and future days    

I confess; such words as Thy, Thine, didst and hath 

are missing from my vocabulary.

Then again, my name is not Shakespeare or Loew...