precursor, Newfoundland Hydro , for many years, was a quiet Crown
Corporation responsibly meeting the Province’s electricity needs. It never tried
the movie business. Management, then, were serious folk, eschewing glamour for
its own sake.
came Danny Williams.
he had struck it rich in the ’regulated’ world of cable television. The experience had left him marked with the
magic of guaranteed returns. On the
public stage, he demanded a script suggesting that such profits could easily be
replicated, by public servants, applying the leverage of taxpayers’ money. That’s the problem with ‘showbiz’; it’s hard
to distinguish fact from fiction.
In the Government’s
2007 Energy Plan, Williams’ was given such a Script. It described Newfoundland and Labrador as a
‘vast energy warehouse’
“hydro assets oil, gas, hydro, wind and other energy sources” could be
developed and managed “for the benefit and long term self-reliance of
Newfoundlanders and Labradorians”. All
could be sold, it boasted, bringing the Province new sources of wealth.
found, not just a script writer but an actor, too. Ed Martin counted no Blockbusters of his own. He was doing middle level desk work at Petro
Canada. Though he was touted, by the former Premier, it was lost on no one that
he had not reached even the level of a Vice-President. He had never managed a construction project
either, large or small, and that fact, together with a fondness for the big
screen, would remain a deep dark secret.
Now you understand the real purpose of Bill 29.
would care? In the world of ‘showbiz’,
actors need only…well, act! Ed can
surely do that. And, even if he can’t,
at least, in the movies, a script writer, good or bad, can always guarantee a happy
high-strung, Movie Director can be.
the swagger of one deemed so successful, Danny brooked no reviews or criticism. Adulation would be a singularly acceptable
accompaniment to glamour. Anyway, his adoring
fans, and there were many, demanded no detail of his energy script, how much it
cost or the risks involved.
great academician and economist, Dr. Wade Locke, one whose field of study
prepared him well for the deceptive arts, was brought onto the ‘Set’ to give Danny’s
Muskrat project an air of authenticity.
That bold economic visionary was heard to declare to an august crowd, in
the village of Norman’s Cove, that Muskrat Falls would cease to be economic
once its price tag had exceeded $7 billion.
When the figure of $7.6 billion was uttered, by Nalcor, he carefully
avoided more prognostication. Just possibly, that unlikely response was a
throw-back to the silent movie era. And,
even if it wasn’t, imagine, the audacity of anyone, trying to quantify genius!
though, the problem was over-estimation. That’s Gil Bennett’s Department, the ‘cable guy’, at Nalcor. Gil, no
stranger to the deceptive arts himself, is an old Williams’ buddy and not a bad Actor,
either. Gil knows, better than most,
that the camera always magnifies the smallest of deficits.
Williams’ years were heady days in the politics of Newfoundland and
Labrador. That he had given Nalcor and
Ed Martin a sizeable mandate seems clear.
Certainly they were emboldened by Williams’ own Directing talents, especially
the histrionics which ascended to a level Peckford could never master. Williams boasted style, too, and a sense of destiny. For the latter, it seems, normal market
forces could easily be suspended in fulfillment of his legacy.
a person impervious to risk, or one all too aware he was risking someone else’s
money, would embrace such a naïve plan of economic development. Of course, such
scepticism might easily be misinterpreted.
Who, but a well worm sceptic, would want to apply ‘generally accepted
accounting principles’ to a vision noble enough to escape the uncertainty of independent
odd few, lacking the juvenile faith of the Tory Cabinet, might have found an
early clue, not just to the magnitude of the ‘dream’ but to the size of the
egos involved, merely by parsing Nalcor’s ‘Vision Statement’.
such visions lend perspective, to the pedestrian mind, and serve to remind us
that you have to be careful when you are trying to figure out the ‘real thing’.
for example, emblematic more of taste than smell, includes something quite
related to what it does. It seeks to
“Bring to the world a portfolio of quality beverage brands”. MacDonald’s, the hamburger chain, boasts a
vision “to be the world’s best quick service restaurant experience” and hence, is
forever troubled by the question: “Where’s the beef?”
wonder, Kathy Bennett looks to politics for the promise of even more aroma.
Nalcor’s vision embrace? In contrast to
either Coke or MacDonald’s, Nalcor’s “Vision Statement” makes no pretense that
it has been handed a mission far larger than even the wide berth of
Nalcor states, “is to build a strong economic future for successive generations
of Newfoundlanders and Labradorians.”
heady stuff! It is easy to see why Ed Martin is a serious Actor; afterall, he
carries on his shoulders the leviathan expectations of Danny Williams.
time, Smallwood invited a Latvian to write him a similar script. NL was poor then and Alfred Valdmanis had to
be content handing out subsidies, for small shoe and battery factories, to his
Latvian and German buddies. When that
plan failed, and Valdmanis was put in jail, Smallwood graduated to something
bigger; he embraced companies, like ERCO and pseudo-magnates like John Shaheen
and John C. Doyle, too.
from Smallwood, Danny demanded a bolder script.
Risk to the public purse, of course, was always a given. Williams wanted something even more than the
impossible; he sought fairy tales and enchantment. Let’s give away the ‘surplus’ electricity, virtually for free! Don’t express surprise. That’s just the magic of the big screen.
give Ed Martin credit. He gets to shoot
his movie at tax payers’ expense and secures a ‘take or pay’ contract that will
cover distribution, too. Nalcor gets money from the Government and claims a
return on equity, without as much as an allusion, in the Credits, to the fact that
it’s the public who, for decades, will have to pay the interest.
Give that man an Oscar!
when Muskrat fails. But, Ed Martin and
Kathy Dunderdale ought to have known that, like Smallwood, Danny liked to
improvise. Stepping off the stage, when
he did, he might have expected such a foolish Script thrown on the fire, the Set taken
have known that the prima donna who replaced him would have no Script of her
own? Or that, without new lines, no one would be taking calls from the shining Star,
at Nalcor. The old lines would have to do. Always count on the element of
surprise, especially in tinsel town!
Danny to take the hit for Muskrat. For
him, you see, unlike Dunderdale and Martin, Muskrat Falls was always ‘showbiz’.