Author Archives: L. G. William Chapman, B.A., LL.B.

About L. G. William Chapman, B.A., LL.B.

Past President, Mississippi Masonic Hall Inc.; Past Master (by demit) of Mississippi Lodge No. 147, A.F. and A.M., G.R.C. (in Ontario) Chartered by the Grand Lodge of Canada July 20, 1861; Don, Devonshire House, University of Toronto, Toronto, Ontario; Juris Doctor, Dalhousie Law School, Halifax, Nova Scotia; Bachelor of Arts (Philosophy), Glendon Hall, York University, Toronto, Ontario; Old Boy (House Captain, Regimental Sgt. Major, Prefect and Head Boy), St. Andrew's College, Aurora, Ontario.

Uniformity

From the advent of subdivisions and malls, uniformity has been a code that has been repeated and energized.  It might hearken to the Model-T built on the assembly line productions.

Ransom Olds was one of the first mass-producers of automobiles and inspired an entire generation to explore the possibilities of the emerging auto industry. Olds was born in Geneva, Ohio in 1864 and raised in Lansing, Michigan.

Henry Ford conceived a series of cars between the founding of the company in 1903 and the introduction of the Model T. Ford named his first car the Model A and proceeded through the alphabet up through the Model T. Twenty models in all, not all of which went into production. The production model immediately before the Model T was the Model S, an upgraded version of the company’s largest success to that point, the Model N. The follow-up to the Model T was another Ford Model A, rather than the “Model U”. The company publicity said this was because the new car was such a departure from the old that Ford wanted to start all over again with the letter A.

Uniformity comes at a cost to balance its many virtues.

The Model T was Ford’s first automobile mass-produced on moving assembly lines with completely interchangeable parts, marketed to the middle class. Henry Ford said of the vehicle:

I will build a motor car for the great multitude. It will be large enough for the family, but small enough for the individual to run and care for. It will be constructed of the best materials, by the best men to be hired, after the simplest designs that modern engineering can devise. But it will be so low in price that no man making a good salary will be unable to own one – and enjoy with his family the blessing of hours of pleasure in God’s great open spaces.

The virtues of uniformity are its psychological attributes; namely, constancy, consistency, conformity, steadiness, invariability, invariableness, stability, regularity, evenness, lack of variation, lack of change, equality, equability. And uniformity (with its inherent feature of commonality) removes any room for superiority.

Posh tea Lapsang souchong, Darjeeling, so-called green tea. It’s all bog water for snooty old maids in Wedgwood knickers who think milk and sugar are common and call the proper stuff “builder’s”. In The Democratic People’s Republic of England it’s builder’s only and everything else is verboten. You were only pretending to like it, anyway.

Being the simple person that I am, I confess having an inordinate attraction to uniformity.  I find it removes so many unnecessary and frankly insupportable complications. Variety and diversity are in my opinion often mere accessories to the simple model. It may also be an admission of my limited intellectual capacity (or perspicacity) that I prefer consistency; but I view this seeming discredit as nothing but acknowledgement of potency.  How’s that for reversal!

One may even argue, “What’s bred in the bone will out in the flesh!”  The issuance of our private domains, though singular, are nonetheless limited.  For me it has always been about knowing and responding to the limits.  It is thus that I have tracked not only my genuine preferences but also my discernible ability to seek, discover and augment what it within those limitations.

I do not see qualification as affecting quality; rather, improving it. But I emphasize the necessity to listen heartily to one’s instinct.  These so-called trifling acquaintances are anything but! For it is therein that lies the path to achievement and possible success. You will, dear Reader, grant me that to pursue things we neither wish to do nor wish to have is fruitless by any calculation (and is likely to shrink the performance whatever the outcome).

Nor is the individual attention to be discounted merely for its amiability or persuasiveness.  Every act is binary.  There are always two different ways to do something; and, I am convinced the human actor has always the best option in mind (barring of course hugely esoteric matters of contribution to the debate). In the result the decision to follow the route of uniformity (and its associated simplicity) is seldom unlucky. We deal with the capital we have. And uniformity affords a degree of self-evident conviction about its prosperity.

Editorial note: I cannot avoid noting the current absence of the Oldsmobile automobile. Once considered the landscape for innovation, I believe it has evaporated from sight.

During its time as a division of General Motors, Oldsmobile slotted into the middle of GM’s five passenger car divisions (above Chevrolet and Pontiac, but below Buick and Cadillac). It was also noted for several groundbreaking technologies and designs.

Oldsmobile’s sales peaked at over one million annually from 1983 to 1986, but by the 1990s the division faced growing competition from premium import brands, and sales steadily declined. When it shut down in 2004, Oldsmobile was the oldest surviving American automobile brand, and one of the oldest in the world, after Peugeot, Renault, Fiat, and Opel.

Matters Maritime

With my erstwhile physician soon to be winging his way to the South Pacific; and, Bunny already in Morocco.  And with others whom I know planning to go or already en route to South Carolina and Florida; and lately having made the unwitting discovering on Country Life of balmy perspectives of the Caribbean, I presume you shall allow me a moment’s dispensation to isolate myself within the theatre of my mind. I have a limitless passion for the sea.  It colours my view of the world. It defines the limit of my artistic interests. It extends even as low as retail (the Chelsea Ship’s Bell or Rolex Yacht Master for example).

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What’s the news?

“Never before has this court been presented with such a unique and remarkable set of circumstances,” Justice Juan Merchan said shortly before announcing the sentence, calling it a “truly extraordinary case”. When Trump’s New York trial adjourned with a final bang of the gavel on Friday, it also brought to a close this particularly fraught chapter in his personal and political history. When he is sworn in 10 days from now, he will do so as the first US president to have ever been convicted of a felony.

As he concluded his sentencing on Friday, Justice Merchan had one final message for Trump.
“I wish you Godspeed as you assume your second term in office,” he said.

Copyright 2025 BBC. All rights reserved.

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Something to remember…

Whoso belongs only to his own age, and reverences only its gilt Popinjays or soot-smeared Mumbo-jumbos, must needs die with it.
– Thomas Carlyle, 1864

Thomas Carlyle (4 December 1795 – 5 February 1881) was a Scottish essayist, historian, and philosopher from the Scottish Lowlands. A leading writer of the Victorian era, he exerted a profound influence on 19th-century art, literature, and philosophy.

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Morning blur

Following an uncommonly undisturbed sleep last night, when I awoke refreshed – and after recovering my acquaintance with the bedroom wall hangings – I pondered the fortuity. I was anxious to maintain whatever tranquillity of mind and body had accommodated such somnific pleasantness. Strangely one of the things immediately apparent was that yesterday I hadn’t tricycled about the garage as I normally do; and, as a result my limbs and thighs were less taut than they otherwise are following such modest activity. I am too reminded of my late father who perished not until approaching his 96th year; and, until then he had continued to get about in a small way.  The point I wish to make is that he preserved an acceptable degree of mobility without having to go to the gymnasium every day. In fact he virtually abandoned anything resembling exercise in the last 20 years of his life (though until then he remained remarkably athletic, walking to and from his nearby garden, or the unfathomable enterprise of walking from Bruce Farms to Dow’s Lake to visit his grandchildren).

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Obituaries

It is, I have no doubt, a remorse shared by more than me; namely, the regret and self-reproach at having only fully appreciated someone after they have gone. Granted the contrition may be mournfully augmented beyond the need for penitence. Yet It remains one of those unavoidable truths that in matters such as these, we’re always too late.

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More to this than meets the eye

Initially the purchase of a fully electric passenger vehicle is tempting.  The retailers do of course devote the predominance of the sales pitch to the many onboard accessories of the vehicle. But the devotion to appearances is unfortunately a disguise of the underlying issues surrounding charging of an electric vehicle.  By my admission I am neither mechanical nor electrical.  The most I know about the mechanics of a car is how to top up the windshield washer fluid; and, the most I know about electronics is the word wire or plug.  From then on, all is mystery.

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Those brash people!

By Email
January 6,  2025

Good to hear from you, Billy. I am happy to confirm that my time in Morocco continues to satisfy my craving for warmth and new experiences. However, the term swoon does seem a little excessive!! I am now on the solo bit of my holiday in a rented apartment on the Atlantic coast. I doubt my sea views are comparable to those offered at Hilton Head but they are quite delightful and the people I have met could not have been kinder. In a word: I’m having a ball!

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The Colonies

January 5, 2025.

Dear Reader: What follows is a copy of an email exchange between me and my erstwhile physician who, as he so often does while languishing on a Sunday morning after having taken his dog for a walk on the winding country trail, thoughtfully shared with me a link to an article he had read in his subscription to The Times of London. It was (putatively at least) an article about British history.  It does however tell me a broader and more formidable tale. As it happens my erstwhile physician, like I, is from a country bred in good part by British colonialism.

As you will also discover if you care to read the remainder of this entry, I am cautious about preserving myself when I already have the notable advantage;  otherwise, anything goes.  In short it is a complicated matter because, on the one hand we’re so obviously attracted to what we know (or what, in this instance, we inherited); while on the other hand we are aware of the value and incontrovertibility of changing one’s perspective.

My apologies for maybe reading too much into this.  One more thing: The latest fashion is to dismiss the value of the former “woke” conversations, societal complaints about which the public is exhausted.

More recently the word (woke) has been used in a more derogatory way, by people who oppose progressive reforms or feel that their advocates are unrealistic or interfering.

Getting back to normal, or making things great again, is not always the best or even the easiest task.  Axiomatically of course, nothing repeats.  And even if one were inclined to forego the dryness of logic, the unforgivable reality is that it will never be the same again.  And we all know it.  So why the fear about change?  The other reality naturally is that there will always be change. Fighting it doesn’t seem to me to be the answer.  For others only conflict will succeed (as it does, in a manner of speaking, in war).

Billy (Chapman)

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January 5, 2025

Franz – Whew!  Didn’t see that coming!  This guy Rod Liddle is part of the problem. Apart from imagining (the unfounded fear) that Shakespeare is going to become less relevant, this:

It also occurs to me that if we want to make a success of our multiracial society, rather than encouraging each minority group to wallow in its own ghetto, one of the best ways of doing so is to impart the history and literature of our country to each and every child, regardless of where they hail from, and to enjoin them to celebrate its brilliance and relevance to where they live now.

Wow!  This fellow is sadly lacking! Even historians agree that each writer puts a “popular”spin on the historical accounts they render.  Nor is the observation guaranteed without its venom for doing or having done so. But this particular writer appears to have fallen off the cliff at MAGA without knowing the company he keeps. The keys to commercial success are uniformity and dissection. A 1950’s “Father Knows Best” (black & white) television series similarity. Just like the good ‘ole days!

And “ghetto”? Has he seen where some of these rich “foreigners” live? The article is certainly a reminder of the compromised logic unwittingly adopted (or inhabited) by some people. He screams membership in hoi polloi! I am however more persuaded that the narrative is foremost designed to appeal to the vast majority of the readership. I rather doubt our insightful author would compose the same words were he in the company of a totalitarian government of a different persuasion for example.  Ultimately I believe the strength of the article lies in the support it received from the CEO (or whoever controls the purse strings of the publication).  I don’t imagine the writers are “on staff”; rather, that they are independent contractors (subject for employment to the whim of the Upper Level Censors). And money always talks.

Perhaps I am especially opinionated about this chap because of my undying affection for Comparative Anything.  As you likely already know (I admit I repeat a great deal), I have always valued intelligence about another’s interpretation or manifestation. Strangely I find I commensurately nourish my personal knowledge by virtue and strength of the comparison.  The British colonial thesis is throughout the Western world fairly sufficiently documented. In my opinion there is little risk of disappearance of that “celebrated brilliance” by the addition of some comparative learning.

Thanks as always!

Bill

Vicarious

Partly because I can never remember the word whenever I have infrequent occasion to use it, the word “vicarious” has always interested me extraordinarily.  Another – and perhaps more cogent – explanation of the attraction is that the word was the source of one of my earliest legal lessons after law school when I undertook Articles with Macdonald, Affleck Barrs. & c., 100 Sparks St, Ottawa in 1973.

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