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It’s Canada Day…

July 1st, 2008
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Not Canada week. Not Canada season – this is not your birthday which these days run from the Friday before your birthday to the Sunday after. Sorry, but Canada Day should occur, and the holiday be on, July 1st.

On July 1st we celebrate the forming of the Dominion of Canada by the signing of the British North America Act (BNA Act). That signing occurred on July 1st, 1867. Note that it is not “on or about the first Monday in July”, but on July 1st. This folks, is the holiday.

Lorrie Goldstein and the ever more communistic (“…richer people are bigger polluters and should be treated accordingly”,) Paul Berton had point/counterpoint on this subject today – irrelevant point/less relevant point would be more accurate: why do Canadians seem to think Canada day should always be a long weekend? Apparently it’s bad immigration policy and not enough Canadian history taught in schools.

I say it’s personal narcissism that is the problem. We all think that life should evolve in a way that’s convenient for us. If the founders of our country didn’t have brains enough to write the BNA Act in such a way as to make Canada Day on a Monday, then the pimply minions of bureaucracy should make it so. Too many Canadians think patriotism can be found in a beer commercial, knowing how to say “rrrrroll up the rrrrrim” and agreeing/disagreeing with Don Cherry. We brag about the greatest country in the world but think it’s over the line to have a holiday to celebrate this great country on a Tuesday. Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what more your country can do for you, preferably in perpetuity &tc.

Today is Canada Day, and should be the holiday. There is no reasonable argument against it except the purely selfish one. Yet last week radio shows were full of hosts and callers who thought the holiday should just be Monday. It’s a great country, get out there tonight and celebrate it: I know I will, just as soon as I’m finished work.

Ca-na-da, I Love My Job, pimply minions of bureaucracy