The much anticipated fireworks display over Halifax proved an austere celebration. They were fun while they lasted, about 12 minutes, and the cheerful, appreciative, harbourside crowd was a delight.
This cheerfulness, a certain joie de vivre, has a leavening effect on patriotism, an emotion that, left unchecked, can be unpleasant and dangerous.
In that spirit, I point out that, over the last 24 hours, we’ve had the Canadian Women’s Soccer Team don Tory blue jerseys for their pre-Canada Day bout with the Yanks, and the managing editor of the National Post tweeted his outrage that the Globe and Mail occasionally publishes op-ed pieces by moderate-left New Democrat organizer, pundit, and genocide expert, Gerry Caplan.
Leave the public stage for exclusive use by the cranky and aggrieved right wing, is apparently Jonathan Kay’s concept of journalistic virtue, one his journal implements with rigor.
Yet, somehow, the nation survives. Happy Canada, everyone, most especially Mr. Kay.
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Eleven Canadians living in the United States celebrate Canada Day by telling the New York Times what they miss about Canada. Moneyquote:
We call our dollars loonies because the coin has an image of a loon in flight. Another old bird, the Queen of England, is on the other side of the coin. I remember singing “God Save the Queen” every morning in school. “Long live our noble Queen!” we belted, thousands of us tubby little obedient Canadians. I guess it worked. She’s still alive. (Rick Moranis)
Unlike many of her generation, the late Cape Breton Post writer Eleanor Huntington, who died two years ago at 100, never got too upset about the government’s changing Dominion Day to Canada Day. “I’m just glad they didn’t call it Day Canada,” she wrote.