I tried this week to get my H.A. card. Historic Anglo that is.
I know it comes with discounts to La Ronde, the Village de Pere Noel and the Zoo de St-Felicien.
I trudged through the snow carrying my report cards from the PSBGM. I didn’t bring grade 9 because honestly that year I bombed in French.
Now the agent at the Centre de Verification des Anglos Historiques was pleasant enough and I thought I was a shoe-in.
In my humble opinion, the CAQ should change its name ever so slightly to the CRAC.
Because they are high on something and they are always looking for the their next fix of minority baiting.
Their agenda is clearly anti-english and anti—immigrant.
I wouldn’t be surprised to see some CAQ hats saying Make Quebec White and French Again.
We all know that the folks at Projet Montreal have a sense of moral superiority and they really do think they know what is best for everyone. And they don’t like to listen.
The decision of la Mairesse of Montreal to postpone Halloween is just dumb and she is over reaching.
Kids have trick or treated in bad weather for as long as I can remember. That’s part of it.
And at the end of the day, it’s the parents who will make the decision on whether their little goblins will go out. Certainly not the mayor.
Now you know the truth.
The real reason that Justin Trudeau backed off on his key election promise from 2014.
The promise was to shake up the way we vote by changing our electoral system to get rid of “first past the post”: a system that worked fine when there were only two parties in Canada.
He did the math and realized that changing it to a more proportional and democratic system could mean trouble for Canada’s natural governing party, as the Liberals like to call themselves.
What’s that stink?
I am sure you smell it too.
And I am equally sure that it’s the stench of the worst and most infantile Canadian election campaign probably ever.
Has the ugliness of American political debate seeped northward ?
Has the Canadian sense of fair play and decency in fact “gone south?”
I have had it with the language hawks who are doing their very best to make this into an entirely francophone city.
They are zealots who try to deny our existence and our right to live in peace in a place we were instrumental in building.
The recent “Bonjour-Hi” blowup again gives me pause to reflect on “why the hell do I stay?”
You might say, “oh but the premier said forcing people to speak French in private conversations won’t happen.”