Baker County’s Journeys Recovery Court program has helped a dozen
adults defeat their drug or alcohol addictions during the past four
But addiction is an affliction that’s not limited to adults.
Which is why we support Circuit Court Judge Greg Baxter’s campaign to start a similar “drug court” for juveniles.
New Directions Northwest contributed a $5,000 grant from the Oregon Community Foundation for the new program.
Baxter admits that he was at first skeptical of the drug court concept.
The judge, like many people, wondered whether the program gave
criminals an avenue to avoid punishment.
Baxter soon learned that drug court isn’t like that at all.
First, the people who enroll in the program must first plead guilty to a crime.
Then, before sentencing, they have to tell Baxter they’re interested in drug court.
Finally someone acknowledges that boosting salaries for public
employees when the economy is floundering feels like a slap to the face
of the taxpayers who foot the bill.
Or like a hand clutching for their wallet.
What surprised us was who made that admission: Oregon Gov. Ted Kulongoski.
It was just last year, after all, when the governor approved 33-percent
pay raises for about 60 state agency directors over the 2007-09
Last week Kulongoski decided to trim those raises, but only slightly.
Agency directors will not get the 3.2-percent cost-of-living raise scheduled for Nov. 1.
“The governor recognizes families are tightening their belts, and state
government needs to as well,” said Anna Richter Taylor, the governor’s
Baker City already has one of the nicer parks in Oregon.
A bandstand would make Geiser-Pollman Park better.
We’re glad the City Council voted unanimously last week to allow a
1,200-square-foot bandstand to be built near the center of the park.
Our only concern about the bandstand was the possibility that it would
degrade the qualities that make Geiser-Pollman such a great place — its
bounty of shade trees, its expanses of well-tended grass, its picnic
tables and playground.
But the drawings the bandstand committee showed the City Council eased our fears.
Steve Ellis, the supervisor of the Wallowa-Whitman National Forest, is
slated to decide late in 2009 how severely to limit where motor
vehicles (except snowmobiles) can go on the 2.4-million-acre
Wallowa-Whitman starting in 2010.
Now, on about 1.3 million of those acres, they can go just about anywhere.
But four years ago then-Forest Service Chief Dale Bosworth decided that
such unfettered access by motor vehicles posed a threat to wildlife
habitat and other resources on national forests. Bosworth ordered all
forest supervisors to revamp their travel policies. His message was
succinct: Wide open policies such as the Wallowa-Whitman’s will not
Ellis’ decision comes down to two main matters: first, how many of the
forest’s 4,261 miles of rarely maintained roads should remain open, and
to which types of vehicles; and second, should any part of the
Wallowa-Whitman stay open to cross-country travel via motor vehicle?
A team of Wallowa-Whitman workers has drafted several options for Ellis to consider.
We prefer Alternative 4.
We’re glad some in Congress seem so eager to spend $700 billion to try
to save the country’s economy, but we wish lawmakers showed even a
smidgen as much interest in helping Baker County and dozens of other
For what it’s worth, Congress, helping the counties is a whole lot cheaper.
No golden parachutes to worry about, either.
Last week, while legislators were fretting about the financial crisis
and debating the $700 billion bailout, Democrats in the House deleted
from a bill — which the Senate passed by a 93-2 vote — a pair of
programs that are crucial to counties such as Baker.
The cost of continuing those programs is $3.3 billion — slightly less than one-half of one percent of the bailout total.
Apparently it takes a whole lot of zeroes to goad Congress into action.
Lawmakers’ inability to continue the county payments and
in-lieu-of-taxes programs is especially galling because the victims in
this case — in contrast to some of the irresponsible high-rollers who
got us into this credit mess — are innocent.
One of the great things about being the parent of a toddler is you can
buy products with names such as “Butt Paste” without blushing when the
cashier gives you one of those looks.
Remove the baby from the equation, though, and I regress 25 years.
I become the equivalent of a teenage boy whose mom has sent him to the
store to buy a box of what the marketing majors, those masters of
inoffensive euphemism, describe as “feminine products.”
If I need, for instance, a salve to soothe the nether regions of my
body, well then I’m loitering in the magazine aisle and leafing through
“Four Wheeler” until I see a checkout with no customers and a clerk who
appears to be dozing.
And I’ll linger for hours if I have to, or at least until someone starts turning off the lights.
Even when the way is clear I’ll hide the ointment under a couple
one-pound bags of M&M’s and maybe a six-pack of Hamm’s. This is of
course a pathetic attempt to deflect the checker’s attention from the
true nature, and location, of the affliction which prompted my visit.
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