Monday, November 24, 2014

National splendor and international corruption


Although I'm not technically a quebecker but an acadian who lives in New-Brunswick, I've shared the anti-capitalist and leftist ideals of quebec separatism since I've been old enough to be interested in politics. Yet, while I don't share their vision of the federal government as onthologically evil. For me, it is power and greed that is evil incarnate. Those things suck the life of everything they possibly can, will rot away the fundations of the very society it's sitting on. All countries have that in common, not just Canada. The crooked businessman and prospective MP in their skybox might as well be two republicans or democrats at a baseball game in Houston or New York, or two UMPs, or even Socialist politicians in France, or a UK lawyer and an MP at a soccer game at the Wembley stadium.

So this is the "International corruption" part of it. Politicians of parties nobody believes in who make deals in secret while, in the background, more dangerous, extremist parties like the Front National in France and the Tea Party in the United States capitalize on the angry masses of a capitalist World in serious decline, with an uncertain future

As for Canada's splendor? Nothing can rival the natural splendor (that we kill with oil exploration, unfortunately), exept maybe hockey players listening to the national anthem just before a game. It can be at great arenas of a recent past like Montreal's legendary Forum, or the Toronto's Maple Leaf Garden...or any backyard rink. A hockey player during O Canada has something of a medieval knight with shoulderpads like a modern armor, team logo on the chest, helmet in hand and hockey stick in the other like some kind of lance or sword except that while the knight can hardly move on his own and has just plain boots on the ground, a hockey player has sharpened steel blades under his feet, in contact with ice and can reach phenomenal speeds.

A hundred years after the fall of the Hapsburg empire, there are still balls with gracious waltzes in Vienna. If Canada was to break apart tomorrow like Austria-Hungary, a hundred years from now, there would still be hockey games and arenas in Montreal.