Monthly Archives: May 2009

I Am Canadian — The Rant

Well, I’m not really Canadian.  I don’t say “eh” or “zed”, I don’t shovel snow, I don’t know the theme song to Hockey Night in Canada (old or new), I don’t drink screech, I don’t use the word “chesterfield” in lieu of “sofa”, I’ve only had poutine once, I don’t call a case of beer a “Two Four”, and I’ve never been up the CN Tower, even though it’s literally in my backyard.

However.  I love the idea of the cultural mosaic versus the melting pot, the CBC, spending summers outside without dying of heat stroke, Tim Hortons, butter tarts, Red Rose tea, First Nations and Group of Seven art, saying “kill-AH-metres” but calling them “clicks”, manners, tolerance, acceptance, gratefulness, family, humility, and on and on and on.  I knew I’d become an unofficial Canadian when someone recently bumped into me and *I* apologized.  🙂

Everyone knows I have a serious crush on Canada, so when I was recently shown this commerical on Canadian nationalism called “The Rant”, I knew I had to post it here. 

“I Am Canadian” was the slogan for Molson Canadian from the mid-90’s through the early 2000’s.  “The Rant” is a Molson commercial that originally aired in April 2000.  It stars Joe, an average Canadian who takes great joy in distinguishing Canadians from Americans (“I believe in peacekeeping, not policing”) and dispelling a handful of notions (some) Americans have about Canada (no, they don’t all live in igloos).  It’s poignant, humorous and, in typically Canadian fashion, quietly proud.  Canada, FTW!

You’re welcome. 😉

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Something Akin to Writer’s Block

Sadly, it’s been over a month since I’ve posted anything to my blog.  Let’s just chalk up my absence to serious suffering from something related to writer’s block.  You know, like when you stare at your blinking cursor for two hours, fiddling with fonts and suchlike, and rewriting the same paragraph over and over again ten times in a row?  Regardless of how I try to arrange and rearrange the predicates, I still find myself giving my paragraphs the same disapproving look I typically reserve for people who have cars hoisted up on cement blocks in their front yard.

Sigh.

I’ll be back soon, but in the meantime, a present before I go.  Even when I’m not writing here, my musings on my Twitter stream are a direct reflection of whatever “interesting drivel” happens to be ruminating around in my noggin.   Today, it happens to be the lasting effect of Conjunction Junction , and other School House Rocks shorts, in the “is Twitter (or the world in fewer than 140-characters) making us stupid” universe and why I have yet to incorporate the German word “Backpfeifengesicht” (and other cool foreign words) into my vocabulary. 

Just some food for thought.  Well, my own food for thought, anyway.

You can thank me later. 🙂

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