On Canada Day at Spruce Meadows, tradition and confusion collide. Canada has become a part celebration, part spectacle, part penance, and is still searching for meaning.
Looking at all that you have enumerated, I find that I have said much of that myself - not as eloquently, to be sure.
I used to be a very ardent Canadian, being born here and all, but I have for about the last fifteen years felt quite adrift from this country and have become an Albertan who is, by accident of birth, a Canadian. Therefore, I find it quite appropriate that you were given tiny Alberta flags.
Good read! Thank you.
Well said, Sir!
Looking at all that you have enumerated, I find that I have said much of that myself - not as eloquently, to be sure.
I used to be a very ardent Canadian, being born here and all, but I have for about the last fifteen years felt quite adrift from this country and have become an Albertan who is, by accident of birth, a Canadian. Therefore, I find it quite appropriate that you were given tiny Alberta flags.
All in all, a great column.
Thanks, Ken. I feel the same way.
Great message. I feel the same. Very confused and kind of lost when I think of Canada.