The community wasn't aware that this was such a notable problem.
I was irresistibly reminded of the past...
One fine Christmas morning, my father pulled out the radio and tuned it around to hear what we could hear. We stumbled upon the radiotelephone call of someone out in the bush calling some friend or family member Outside. The fellow mentioned, partway through, that it was a radiotelephone call, and therefore could potentially be overheard. They closed the call with: "Think of me when you're fucking that cow." "And you think of me when you're fucking that moose."
Now that's the sort of heartwarming childhood Christmas that sticks with you a lifetime.