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The Crazy Descent into Madness

by Jane Gaffin


“The lust for power, for dominating others, inflames the heart more than any other passion.”– Cornelius Tacitus, 55-117 A.D.

Back in 2002, the Liberals, who can’t be relied on to predict accurate weather information 24 hours in advance, embarked in the horrorscope business of predicting what crimes people were destined to commit in the future.

Specifically, they think kids are killers.

Two educators were interviewed on CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) radio about the merits of a new Yukon education program. Teachers, school counsellors, police officers and others of the law system would participate.

The predictive, preventive, proactive initiative was designed to supposedly weed out students who march to the beat of a different drummer.

Exactly who is qualified to make the determination of who is a “threat to public safety” and “a high risk to offend” is an unknown, unless these educators have a pipeline to the Almighty.

But the program would undoubtedly tug at public and parental heartstrings and garner approval. “Whatever is necessary to be safe,” people chant, robotically.

The program was ostensibly touted as a measure to prevent another school shooting like occurred at Colorado’s Columbine High School on April 20, 1999, and the copycat shooting eight days later at the W.R. Myers High School in Taber, Alberta

This model, based on recommendations flowing from the Colorado Governor’s Columbine Review Commission, may have been well-intentioned but was open to abuse. It employs the Orwellian-style approach of encouraging students to tattle on other students as well as on their own parents.

Five common denominators were cited in both school incidents: the assailants were victims of bullying; they found solace in computers; were ingesting prescribed drugs for depression or hyper-activity; had discussed their plans with others beforehand and nobody reported it; and had obtained the guns from their own homes.

But “zero-tolerance” programs of this ilk obviously reach far beyond the pretended goal of simply keeping violence and guns out of schools. The Whitehorse community had already witnessed the damage that paranoid bureaucrats can do when arbitrarily targeting an exemplary citizen and family man as “a threat to society”.

The accusers (“us”), for some inexplicable reason, are always right; the defendants (“them”) are always wrong. Yet the accusers don’t have degrees or licenses to practice psychiatry, nor are they analyzed for their own mental stability, character and motives.

Regardless, their assessments of “emotional unstable” and “madman” stick and are willingly swallowed by the police, leaving the accused only with denial as an ineffectual defense and a $100,000 legal bill.

Rules are rules and must be obeyed. Any person who doesn’t fit the textbook description of politically-correct social thought and behavior is a sinner of the first order who must be punished.

This social re-engineering was a Liberal scheme paralleling the tactics of Josef Stalin, the lunatic butcher of the Kremlin who eliminated millions of “undesirables” by instructing his secret police to hunt down and charge his “enemies” as “crazy”.

Some dissidents received one-way tickets to deplorable insane asylums, psihuskas, where they underwent cruel experimentations, or were whisked off to a secret gulag camp to endure inhumane treatment; mostly, however, the courts levied verdicts of death by firing squad.

Except for the firing squad, the same scenario was playing out in Canada. Anybody whose behavior could be construed as “agitated”, “subversive”, “anti-liberal”, or “anti-police” could be tagged as “crazy” or with some other equivalent mentally-ill term.

The person would then be charged with whatever law or non-law was handy. Even “unemployment” is a red flag, denoting financial problems and low self-esteem that leads to societal violence. The accused would then be put to trial in a kangaroo court and locked away for 10 or more years, just like the political prisoners of any dictatorship throughout history.

Another illustration of what happens when power-hungry employees are “conditioned”, two federal librarians once banned a long-time local resident from access to a specialty resource library located in a building known as Red Square, for good reason.

These paranoiacs didn’t like the man’s looks and clothes, although he looked like some other field men who frequented the facility. Nevertheless, these babes, convinced that this “stranger” had a gun or a bomb to plant in the stacks, were ready to pull out the bear spray. Instead, they cooled their jets and requested a bank of security buzzers be installed to provide police protection against “dangerous patrons”.

This type bureaucratic overkill is scary. Yet the heavy-handed national police force uses these fairy tales to obtain search warrants (or go warrantless) to raid homes, seize guns and lay whatever trumped-up criminal charges suits them.

Their objective has consistently been to remove guns from the hands of private ownership; now it’s based on the pretense of removing guns from homes to prevent another school shooting.

If grown men have difficulty protecting themselves against such unjust bureaucratic witch hunts, what possible chance do innocent youths have who are wrongly crucified by these state vultures?

Advancing a crystal-ball gazing method of “prediction” will hardly prevent a school shooting. In fact, the program could easily backfire and trigger one.

It can plant the idea into the scrambled minds of kids who are ingesting illegal street drugs or are overdosed by medical doctors on mind-altering prescription drugs. Those who crave attention or have reached the age of rebellion will do exactly the opposite of what they think the authorities don’t want them to do.

The Liberals hoped the reverse psychology worked. Sociopathic government organizations were waiting in the wings to choreograph another Columbine as an excuse to tighten the screws on gun-control laws.

The gun advocates had gained too much urban support since the box-cutter wielding terrorists attacked America in 2001. In Canada, anti-gun nuts needed another Montreal Massacre to regain lost ground.

Then the Marxists could easily turn up the heat on politicians to toughen what is already an unconstitutional firearms law, so draconian the U.S. government recently adopted it as a prototype to introduce registration, confiscation and/or a lifetime gun prohibition based on fluff ”mental disorders”.

Twitchy soothsayers started branding youths as “bullies” for engaging in natural boyish “dust-up” wrestling matches in the school yard. That appraisal could lead to a youth being expelled from school or sent off for psychiatric evaluation and a stay in a mental ward. Parents could be forced to undergo psychiatric evaluation and/or treatment as well.

Meanwhile, the police will scan the FIPS, FAPS and FARTS registries for any sign of guns in the household where the marked student resides and contact his chums, family and neighbors.

By virtue of the Canadian Firearms Act 1995, all are guilty by association, even if they are not gun owners. If the “associates” are gun owners, the police will seize their property, too. One way or the other, guns are going to be ultimately sacrificed to the state.

What better excuse for confiscation than for the police to link gun owners with youths the state has predicted to be at “high-risk to offend”–and the child may be yours! Or a child of a friend living next door or two hundred miles away.

But nobody can object to the government wanting to remove temptation from the hands of a potential killer, can they? That’s a hard one to rebuff. Still, the police’s campaign to cleanse Yukonslavia, or the whole of Kanuckistan, of guns is about as effective as spitting into a willawaw.

Anybody bent on having guns and can’t latch onto them legally, can acquire them from the black market. If all else fails, they can construct their own from instructions found in books and on the Internet.

Under Section 55 of the firearms act, police are authorized to question anybody about a gun owner who is accused of “suspicious” behavior or whose “suspicious” registration form was red-flagged in the computer. The gun owner’s license will be suspended and the guns confiscated if the snoop troops happen to interview a complainant who feels the gun owner is “a threat to society”.

There are no provisions for the accused–gun owners or not–to defend himself against nasty, treacherous, bitter, vindictive, mean-spirited individuals or the muscle-flexing, badge-bearing bureaucratic bullies who have too much discretionary power.

While the accusers are protected with total impunity, the constitutional rights of innocent Canadians are shredded. Those gun owners who tried to comply with the law dutifully registered their guns. That was handy for the police. It’s easier for the state to confiscate personal property when the police know where you live and what you own–and is the very reason U.S President Obama is trying to railroad Canadian firearm law into his country.

Regardless of what gun owners do or don’t do about the paperwork, the police are going to learn whether an individual owns guns by interrogating the kids at school. The police are banking on the probability that most parents taught their offsprings not to lie, notwithstanding that the government has made liars out of us all.

By 2013, the Yukon’s department of Education had blindly skipped ahead with a special section that houses a “threat-assessment” team who mentally evaluate students who make “threatening remarks”, although nobody seems to know precisely what constitutes a “threatening remark”.

The bureaucratic moralizers continue to labor under the belief that they can somehow “predict” and “prevent” youths from committing a crime they probably haven’t even thought about doing.

This rash political notion was instigated despite the 2001 warnings from a Yukon territorial judge, well-versed in young offender cases, while presiding over the trial of a 17-year-old cocaine abuser whose fists were the weapon of choice when inflicting life-threatening injuries to a 19-year-old man.

A concerned mother of another teen, assaulted by the same youth on trial, told the court she had spoken to the police about crime and young offenders. She suggested maybe some outside professional help would assist in averting some of these horrible crimes before they happened.

The judge responded that the court can’t round up people on the street because authorities think they’re a high risk to maybe do something. “Court is reactive, not predictive,” he reminded. “We can do a lot of harm if we intervene too soon. We don’t want to be proactive, pulling people out of their homes.”

However, the system is “predictive” and “proactive” toward gun owners, pointing to adults as a high risks to commit offenses without any valid reason. Police training films illustrate an act of violence as one in which a man displays irritation by slamming a pop can on the ground.

The insane adoption of unjust people-control policies, programs and passing unlawful legislation started with unconstitutional provisions embedded in the Canadian Firearms Act of 1995.

The firearms law, which carries an intent to jail more citizens, has actually effected everybody. It violates natural-born rights in order for the government to usher in more statutes that tamper with thought-control processes in an attempt to shape the human mind and behavior into a one-size-fits-all pattern.

With the passing of the firearms act, “rule of law” and “due process of law’ were rendered obsolete. Non-gun owners did not realize nor care that anti-constitutional provisions were written into the firearms law to eventually bit them on the butt, too.

For instance, it has opened the doors to property forfeiture laws and given leeway for hotshot law enforcers, acting with impunity, to arrest, cuff and search pedestrians without warrant or valid reason.

The firearms act was been used as a template for a number of freedom-sucking federal and provincial acts as a method for Canada to harmonize its laws with the United Nations’ dictates.

One was the unconstitutional Anti-Terrorism Act that was ready for tabling immediately following the anticipated 9-11, 2001 attack on America; another was the unconstitutional Combating Terrorism Act (S-7), quickly advanced after an alleged staged bombing event at the Boston marathon run of April 15, 2013.

As expected, the Yukon education department’s “proactive” approach has merged into the next politically-correct phase of government making wrongful accusations against innocent gun owners and rambunctious kids.

The multi-killings at Connecticut’s Sandy Hook Elementary School on December 14, 2012 serves as a very useful purpose, as has previous school shootings.

As per the Canadian firearms model which prohibits “mentally-ill” people from owning guns, the U.S.–another lapdog to the United Nations–has given researchers the green-light and greenbacks to pull a languishing brain-mapping project off the shelf to unleash on the unsuspecting public.,

The objective of this non-scientific farce is to brainwash the impressionable populace into believing that a group of mad quacks can somehow stop murders simply by conjuring up predictions based on sketching the interior of the head.

In fact, the deceptive project is nothing more than another government machination for grabbing guns and controlling people. The authorities, who will be making all sorts of outrageous predictions about who is likely to kill other people, will want the unaware rounded up before they “snap”.

Unsuspecting people will be forced into psych wards–maybe without a judge’s order–to undergo psychiatric analysis and be stupefied with psychotropic drugs. If the victim doesn’t have supportive family and friends with access to cash, the chances of the patient’s release are negligible.

It’s more totalitarianism ladled out like the old Soviet-style accusation method, only in the name of “science” augmented with dollops of p.r. and “high-tech computer models”.

One shrink offering some sanity to this moronic fray is psychiatrist Dr. Allen Frances who chaired the fourth edition of the American Psychiatric Association’s Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-IV), published nearly 20 years ago.

Dr. Frances–as well as a handful of colleagues who obviously aren’t beholding to Big Pharma kickbacks–was demonized for his criticism of DSM-5 (Arabic replaced the Roman numerals), published in May, 2013.

They’re determined to pin you with some mental malady. The latest edition of the so-called “bible of the psychiatry business” has dumped an assortment of new mental disorders into the mixture that sent the previous numbers leaping from an already mind-boggling 250 in 1994 to a current 297.

Dr. Frances bluntly told writer Gary Greenberg, whose article “Inside the Battle to Define Mental Illness” appeared in Wired Magazine on December 27, 2010 “There is no definition of a mental disorder. It’s bullshit. I mean, you just can’t define it. These concepts are virtually impossible to define precisely with bright lines at the boundaries.”

Harkening back to the 1990s, diagnosticians trusted the Democrats’ long list of mental deficiencies to embark on their fishing expeditions to net “mentally-ill” people. They were in psychiatric heaven. HillaryCare was allowing them to prey on everybody for anything: talking loudly; drinking coffee; using tobacco; reading the Bible; owning a gun…and the list has continued to expand exponentially ever since.

In the last few years, the U.S. Department of Homeland Securities has joined the mania. Anybody diagnosed as “certifiable” (and DHS is going after virtually everybody except government-employed psychopaths, sociopaths, sadists, lunatics and other assorted weirdoes) automatically places the accused in the category of unadulterated “terrorist” which translates into “legalized bait” for admittance to a “psychiatric ward” or an old Soviet-style “reeducation (prison) camp”.

Underneath this “proactive” master plan is a devious ruse to con leaders of sovereign nations to abandon their respective constitutions in favor of embracing the United Nations’ crazy descent into a one-world government madness that promises to reduce the masses to globalist-controlled prisoners.


Canadian Banks: They Are Now Legalized Bandidos

by Jane Gaffin

Government documents are masterminded by professional con-artist word jockeys who intentionally frustrate the general public’s comprehension with Orwellian Doublespeak.

I faced this dilemma when trying to make sense out of the rosy-sounding “Jobs, Growth and Long-Term Prosperity, an Economic Action Plan 2013” that Finance Minister Jim Flaherty tabled in the House of Commons on March 21.

The 433 pages of verbiage calls for implementing a comprehensive risk management framework for Canada’s systemically important banks in the “unlikely” event that “one of” the banks “becomes non-viable”.

I would have simplified the last part to read: “…in the ‘given’ event that the banks ‘crash’”, which is evidently the expected outcome.

The signs are hovering all around Canada as banks of the Western World grapple with financial disasters. After the bankruptcies, the six big U.S. central banks that created the shambles step over the rubble with a “Hi, we’re here to bail you out”.

Only the Economic Action Plan doesn’t mention the passé term “bail out”. Instead, it discusses “bail in”, the current bureaucratic cover-up for robbing customer accounts!

“The Government proposes to implement a ‘bail-in’ regime for systemically important banks…This will reduce risks for taxpayers. The Government will consult stakeholders on how best to implement a ‘bail-in’ regime in Canada.”

What’s the difference between “account holders” and “taxpayers”? Not much, except the government can extort bank accounts faster than it can taxes.

As the “legal right” for banks to burglarize customers’ deposits becomes standard practice in the Western World, the institutions don’t bother any more to cloak their chutzpah with lame excuses about inflation, unpaid debts, bad business decisions and international investment bungles.

Dollar Vigilante financial analyst Jeff Berwick’s interpretation is that: “…this government-guaranteed ability to raid deposits will make the banks act more recklessly and also guarantee that the deposits will be raided.”

Why would banks earning billions of dollars in profits every year and rewarding top brass with million-dollar annual bonuses need either “bail outs” or “bail ins”?

I suspect it’s a protective shield should the Canadian banks lose playing risky gambling games, or if the Bank of International Settlements reneges on debts because too much funny money is circulating in the artificial marketplace, exacerbated by the BitCoin.

Another factor is that some 20 years ago the United Nations decided everybody should be afforded the dignity of owning a house. Interest rates were low. And banks were forced to hold mortgages and approve loans even when the jobless, debt-ridden borrower obviously couldn’t repay.

Another interesting tidbit from the Economic Plan says: “Canada’s large banks are a source of strength for the Canadian economy. Our large banks have become increasingly successful in international markets…” (page 144).

Indeed, the banks have been endowed with a large digital money supply (they want more) to compete with the Big Boys in the high-stake global financial markets, especially gambling on corrupt derivatives, a perfect place to lose both their shirt and shorts.

No amount of resources will stop the global central bank vultures from quickly picking Canada’s carcass too clean to even do an autopsy. Doesn’t matter. The account holders are on the line to provide a full “bail in” rescue.

Mr. Berwick stressed that fact in his article titled “Canadian Deposits As Safe As Cypriot Deposits” “The big banks in Canada will get to take on enormous risks in pursuit of greater profits for themselves without having to worry about their losses.”

He further cautioned that: “After all, any losses will now be covered by the bank customers money that they put in there with the crazy notion that it would be safe from theft.”

Another Economic Plan nugget states: “The Government also recognizes the need to manage the risks associated with… those banks whose distress or failure could cause a disruption to the financial system and, in turn, negative impacts on the economy.

“This requires strong prudential oversight and a robust set of options for resolving these institutions without the use of taxpayer funds…”

A while back, economist Mark Carney, an international superstar and outgoing Bank of Canada governor, rang alarm bells over extreme individual household debt, the kind that banks lured low-income people into with easy credit.

Economists have harped about the more than 10 years that household spending has exceeded disposable income, leaving consumers so far in hock they can’t repay loans, and the “too-big-to-fail” banks are overextended with risky loans.

In my not-so-humble opinion, the banks are culpable for their own misdeeds. But it’s the no-fault customers who are penalized with mopping up the mess.

The debt build-up “is going to end in tears”, Chief TD economist Craig Alexander once predicted.

News Flash! It’s going to end in a lot worse than tears.

The best two-step method for freezing society dead in its tracks and destroying the middle class is to first seize all the people’s money and safety deposit boxes, then confiscate their real property, most of which the banks own.

Canada has cunningly provided an Economic Plan that is a dead-ringer for establishing the United Nations’ dream of a totalitarian nightmare. The mass population will be instantly paralyzed serfs put at the mercy of complete government control.

Carney’s legacy, before accepting his new role as Bank of England’s governor on June 1, was to order the banks to rein in student loans, auto loans, credit card debts, mortgages and anything else on the books.

Obviously, he meant by hook or by crook. Yet most bank managers and frontline employees seem unaware–or do not want to reveal–that new strategically-located theft departments were set up covertly more than a year ago.

It is hard to get one’s mind wrapped around the possibility of a bank failure since Canada’s banking system is the darling of the world.

Its top rating appears to be attributable to regulation by a federal government that also controls an endless supply of taxpayers’ dollars and is the proud owner of a printing press. It also operates a sophisticated computer system, designed to divvy out digital dollars and run hacker software to commit larceny without leaving telltale fingerprints.

The only logical reason I can figure for an anticipated bank failure here would be by rogue design.

For many years, Canada’s five major banks have yearned to merge capital into two mega-banks. So far, administrations have rejected the request. Something to do with prudence and a pesky Bank Act.

Regardless of what is currently transpiring behind closed doors in Ottawa, Canadians, raised on ideals that banks are honest, are far from ready to accept the thought that they may be dealing with a bunch of bandidos.

However, many Canadians and Americans, already stung with account seizures and daily withdrawal restrictions, have turned to credit unions.

I can’t vouch for credit unions, but a knowing senior teller once advised me: “If you don’t want banks seizing your money don’t leave money in your accounts.”

It is still in vogue, however, that if customers catch a “careless” or “manipulated” mistake and complain loudly, the banks usually will reimburse the account so not to draw attention to the truth.

Nevertheless, banks prey on negligent customers who have come to depend entirely on direct deposits, automatic payments, credit and debit card transactions. Customers who don’t keep ATM and debit card receipts, don’t review monthly credit card and bank statements, and don’t reconcile personal records are particularly vulnerable to surprise thefts.

Gerald Celente, a New York-based Trends Forecaster and gold broker who’s been fleeced by financial institutions to the tune of six figures, keeps reiterating: “If your money is not in your pocket, you don’t own it.”


Jim Smith: A Venerable Statesman Looks Back

by Jane Gaffin

The 93-year-old former top Yukon administrator Jim Smith was awarded an honorary degree from Yukon College at graduation ceremonies May 11, 2013 in recognition of the eminent capacity he served in developing the Yukon Territory.

In his honor, and to offer a sense of the miraculous achievements of a “working stiff” whose career led to his appointments as Yukon Commissioner and Chairman of the Northern Canada Power Commission, I have resurrected my article “Jim Smith: A Venerable Statesman Looks Back”.

This mini-biography, in which he shared wisdom candidly, was originally published in the Yukon News, June 19, 2000.

Please note the vast difference between government’s attitude in his day than what it is now.

Today, politicians and bureaucrats are not behaving enough like public servants. And it would behoove both to seek commonsense advice from a man experienced in dealing with the same decision-making matters that he faced earlier and that they are wasting time complicating today.

At the time of the interview, Mr. Smith was 80 years old; a former boss, once minister of Indian Affairs and Northern Development (DIAND/pronounced di-and), Jean Chrétien, was the Liberal Party’s Prime Minister of Canada.

Politically, Jim Smith was always a Conservative, although it was widely assumed he was a Liberal because he received his political appointments and worked mostly with Liberal administrations in Ottawa during his tenure as the Yukon’s principal bureaucrat.


“Life is a wonderful learning experience,” mused ex-commissioner Jim Smith, relaxing in the downstairs sanctum of his Whitehorse home.

Pictures and paintings and plaques, hanging alongside the Order of Canada and long-service awards, are testaments to his rich and rewarding life as a businessman, politicians and government administrator.

From humble beginnings as owner of a small Davies Street meat shop in downtown Vancouver, the Burnaby High School graduate rose to become the Yukon’s chief executive officer in 1966.

Since serving 10 years as commissioner, the 80-year-old retired statesman has seen drastic changes in the role of government.

“The government I was put in charge of, and what was expected of government–by both my political masters and by the public in the Yukon–bears no resemblance to the government the public of the Yukon is looking for today, and what the political masters in the Yukon and Ottawa expect government to do here.”

He’s grateful to have been part of the former regime, though his reign was somewhat akin to working inside a pressure cooker.

In those days, the commissioner’s authority carried the weight of the minister of Indian Affairs and Northern Development. He could not afford the luxury of letting down his guard for one minute, whether dealing with people or signing documents.

“You made sure you had a good knowledge about whatever you were talking about,” advised Mr. Smith, who managed to serve a long tenure without stepping into any bear traps. “One false move and you could crucify yourself. You had to have your homework done on everything. There was no room for error.”

Although he appreciated his three ministers, Arthur Laing, Jean Chrétien and Judd Buchanan, they didn’t always trowel a smooth path for him to tread.

One of Chrétien’s infuriating refrains was to intone into the phone: ‘Whatever your request, Jimmy, the answer is no, but I’ll listen to the argument.’

“I began to question my sanity,” chuckled Mr. Smith, amused about the exasperation he felt while serving from 1968 to 1974 the man who (at the time of the interview) was Canada’s prime minister.

Mr. Smith found the toughest part of the commissioner’s job was to balance the needs of the Ottawa-based political masters and the needs of Yukon citizens, while keeping peace with the 12-member elected territorial council.

“Government is geared to provide what you and I would normally call ‘public services,’” said Mr. Smith.

He has very serious reservations about the current idea of government attempting to be all things to all people under all circumstances at all times.

“Government today is constantly accused of not doing enough and of never doing anything right. It’s simply because government is trying to do too much,” he stressed.

One of the few specific ministerial directives he ever received came from Arthur Laing, who was named first minister of Indian Affairs and Northern Development when the department was established by an act of Parliament in 1966.

Namely, Laing expected Mr. Smith to create a climate in which private enterprise could thrive.

“His attitude was that government should involve itself in providing proficient infrastructure–roads, schools, airfields–to encourage investors to come here to invest money in the country.

“It wasn’t government’s role to take the place of investors.” The government never was involved in the economy, he noted.

Budget headings reflected nothing that even remotely intruded into the business sector of the territory.

“What we did here roughly 40 years ago collectively–as the political arm of government, citizenry and business community–was very appropriate to the times.

“I question very much if what we are doing today is appropriate to the times.”

The vast majority of the residents live here because they want to, he added. “Somehow or other we all have to have bread on the table, clothes for our back, roof over our head, education for our kids and a chance for a future.”

Unfortunately, that’s not the case here today, said Mr. smith, who encouraged his own daughter and son to seek their futures outside the place for which he holds a deep-rooted passion.

When Mr. Smith was growing up in British Columbia (B.C.), the son of Scottish immigrants, there were no indicators that he would one day be rubbing shoulders with royalty, governor generals, prime ministers and cabinet ministers.

He was born in New Westminster on December 31, 1919, the only child of a blacksmith who had plied his trade before the First World War in mining and logging camps along the B.C. coast.

All of his schooling was in Burnaby. When he entered high school, weekends and summer holidays were spent learning the meat trade in a nearby shop and over on Vancouver Island at Duncan.

After graduation, he opened his own shop in downtown Vancouver.

One day, Andy Watson, a salesman from the Swift’s meat-packing plant, told him about a customer from Atlin, B.C. staying over at the Devonshire Hotel. Louis Schulz owned a general store and was looking for a meat cutter.

“Where is Atlin?” asked Jimmy Smith of the Swift’s salesman. Once enlightened, he went to see a potential employer. They struck a deal.

The young entrepreneur devolved himself of assets so he could move to the northern town, sight unseen.

“I was a fugitive from the Depression and very happy to leave the city.” He packed his possessions, including a violin he’d enjoyed laying in the Vancouver Junior Symphony, and set off on a new adventure in 1940.

He was nearly 21 when he took passage on the Princess Norah to Skagway, Alaska, and the White Pass train to Carcross, Yukon. From there, one of George Simmons’ Northern Airways planes delivered him to his primitive destination, which was still reminiscent of the 1898 goldrush days and would be without a road until 1949.

Soon, he met Dorothy Matson who was born, raised and educated in Atlin. She was employed in Clarence Sands’ clothing store.

The couple was married by agent George Hallett in the courthouse section of the government building on October 28, 1942.

“You might say we got married when the work was done in the fall, the last boat was in, all the freight put away and everybody was ready to hunker down for a long winter.”

While everybody was of the opinion that Atlin would rebound after the Second World War, it didn’t happen.

Over in Whitehorse, the four partners Ed Barker, Jack Elliott, Irvin Ray and Wardie Forrest had bought Charlie Baxter’s farm, which is now the Yukon Inn property. They had set up a tourist operation.

Forrest, who travelled to Whitehorse for Kelly Douglas, a grocery wholesaler, scouted out the Smiths, who accepted the offer as manager of Tourist Services.

The Smiths moved from Atlin to Whitehorse in July, 1947.

Tourist Services proved to be a very successful business venture that operated out of an old army building. The company provided a manager’s house on the property until the Smiths could build their own place on Cook Street in 1951.

By 1954, the four partners sold the Tourist Services complex to Bruce Sung, a Chinese businessman based in Vancouver. To him and his cadre of associates, the next step was to have Poole Construction build a spacious facility to house a modern supermarket around 1957.

While working as general manager, Mr. Smith was president of the Board of Trade several years in the early 1950s. In turn, he became interested in the city government.

His first elected term as alderman was 1956-57. He sat on council with aldermen Gordon Cameron (who preceded Smith as Yukon commissioner), Bill Drury and Jim Hanna.

Gordon Armstrong, the first Whitehorse mayor, had been reelected every term since the first civic election in 1950.

To Mr. Smith, the decision-making process used in the 1950s seems outwardly to be the same one city council is using in the 2000s. “It’s inadequate,” he said, suggesting the internal method of how administration brings forth information needs to be improved so councillors can at least make defensible decisions.

Mr. Smith was reelected to council in 1958. But the term was cut short when a citizen legally challenged the election’s act. Mr. Smith didn’t run again. The evening and luncheon meetings, held three to four times per week, were proving too much of an imposition.

Instead, several of his business buddies convinced him to run for a three-year term as territorial councillor in 1958. He won his riding of Whitehorse West and sat with politicians such as John Livesay, Haines Junction; George Shaw, Dawson; Ray McKamy, Mayo; and Charlie Taylor, Whitehorse South.

Fred Collins was commissioner.

The councillors met in a magistrate’s courtroom in the old federal building on Main Street. “It was a good learning experience,” recalled Mr. Smith, who turned full attention back to the butter-and-egg business after fulfilling his commitment in 1961.

Life puttered along until the Sung organization made overtures about selling out. At about the same time, the commissioner’s slot had been vacated by Gordon Cameron. Minister Arthur Laing appointed Jim Smith to the position on September 27, 1966.

The Smith family was expected to move into the commissioner’s residence on Kluhini Crescent in Riverdale. Every New Year’s Day, they graciously flung open the doors to host the Commissioner’s Levee.

They had no private life. It was a rarity for the family to sit down together for dinner more than twice a week. Every Monday morning, Mr. Smith’s secretary, Marie Slater, sent the First Lady yet another long list of her social duties for the coming week.

“Oh, yes, the job had a profound affect on the family and we paid a very high price,” continued Mr. Smith. “But we gained a lot, had some wonderful experiences and met a lot of very nice people, too.”

So, he harbors no regrets.

He served with three top-notch ministers with whom he–and sometimes his wife Dorothy–traveled off-continent to Russia, Tahiti, New Zealand, Australia and Europe.

Incredibly, he was on his common route between Ottawa and Whitehorse when the plane he was on was hijacked. It was 1974, and Mr. Smith has thanked the Lord more than once that his wife and kids weren’t along to witness that horrible ordeal.

The commissioner was homeward bound on a milk run. One stop was in Winnipeg, Manitoba. After take-off, the three stewardesses bustled up and down the aisles serving a meal.

A well-dressed man about 40 years old grabbed a stewardess by the nape of her hair, dragged her down into the seat and drove the blunt prongs of a dinner fork into her face under her eyesocket.

Mr. Smith, who was seated too far front to see the stabbing, heard the chaos and saw the pilot emerge from the cockpit. In awhile, the captain announced over the intercom that a passenger had requested the aircraft be diverted to Cyprus.

First, the plane had to refuel.

The Boeing 737 landed at one of the Saskatchewan airports en route. A horde of Mounties and plainclothesmen swarmed the orange Canadian Pacific jet within seconds.

The pilot managed to talk the would-be hijacker into releasing his prisoner, then escorted him to the front door into the waiting arms of the police.

In the finale, the flight crew carried on to Vancouver with the permanently disfigured stewardess on a stretcher attended by a medic.

It was later learned the foiled hijacker, a landed immigrant from Greece or Turkey, was sentenced to eight years in jail and deported from Canada.

Immediately following this high drama, CP Air, and most other airlines, replaced their elegant metal cutlery with plastic utensils (which didn’t really fit the airline’s five-star Empress theme).

That incident had no bearing on Mr. Smith’s desire to quit as commissioner. He’d had enough. For several years, Chétien had ignored him until Judd Buchanan was minister of DIAND.

Meanwhile, the chairman of Northern Canada Power (NCPC) commission was stepping down in Ottawa. Buchanan asked Mr. Smith, who had once been on the NCPC board, to assume those duties in Whitehorse.

While life is a great learning experience, sometimes there is no justice.

Mr. Smith accepted chairmanship of NCPC while also commissioner, on the understanding that his successor was only a matter of weeks away. However, the potential candidate didn’t pan out. Mr. Smith ended up serving in two powerful, high-profile posts for almost a year.

Mr. Smith was visible on the front lines in Whitehorse, taking flak about everything from power-rate increases to mismanagement of the Aishihik dam project.

Buchanan left the minister’s portfolio in 1976. The new crop of six ministers ran the gamut from one who was a chronic abuser of pills to another who was later criminally charged and tried for abuse of a public position.

To top it off, the ministers wanted to extend political favors. They meddled with the board’s decisions without a hint of concern about economics.

“This was the kind of garbage that ruins Crown corporations,” scoffed Mr. Smith, in reference to NCPC’s ultimate demise in 1986.

“Crown corporations should be eliminated as quickly as possible on the general premise that they’re not allowed to run really as businesses. They are simply instruments of government policy.”

While NCPC was a tough job, made tougher without a decent minister, he, amazingly, viewed NCPC as a relief after running the territory for 10 years.

The big bonus was the family’s return to a normal private life.

“NCPC was a learning experience,” reflected Mr. Smith who doesn’t have any regrets about it. “But, in hindsight, I think I could have done something for that last 10 years of my working life that I would have had a lot more enjoyment out of than I did with NCPC.”

To use one of his favorite expressions, ‘all’s well that ends well’.

Now, it’s at his pleasure he keeps a sharp eye on the fickle world of politics from his private domain, without having to shoulder any more heavy weight of responsibility.