American ideas spreading north should be sent back
BANG, BANG! Shots fired, as the cameras roll, another gangster bites his steering wheel.
Picture a graph in your mind; now pick a nice round number like 10 years and the number of times you’ve seen TV reports involving gangsters with handguns.
It all adds up, and I’m sure Canadians can agree, that just like the killer bees the NRA mentality is spreading to the true north strong and free.
Violence, begets violence. What goes around comes around and the one with the biggest stick wins.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for the bad guys shooting one another. The more the merrier, I always say, but that brings us to the question: where will it end, my fellow beavertail eaters?
While we’re on the subject of madness, violence and the ‘us versus them’ mentality – are Canucks doomed to follow in the steps of the NRA, the KKK and Donald Trump voters?
Are we that stupid, that we wouldn’t want to fight for our way of life? I’ve heard it said that we maple-syrup suckers have no real culture to call our own, just because we loonies are from every country on the globe.
On the surface we all seem so different from one another. We seem to be very fractured and isolated by religions, traditions and colors. Yet with all those walls, we have one thing that we can call a culture. The one common thing that makes you just another common Canadian is that we are, for the most part, a peaceful, respectful, helpful and polite people.
I like to tease and deter Americans about the Great frigid white north; from that cold windswept rock called Newfieland to the Great French Lakes to endless, featureless prairies to jagged mountain barriers and over to the soggy wet-coast.
The truth is we resourceful igloo builders own resources that would make most countries jealous. We the strong and free have everything: oceans of fish to fry, golden grains to cut, mines to dig in, to getting wood in British Columbia.
People from around the world yearn to live the Canuck way of life — eh?
As a Native, Indian, First Nations person, I welcome people from around the world — just not their bad habits.
Leave your wars, hatreds and attitudes at our customs, please and thank you.
I think it’s the responsibility of every Dudley Do-Right to stand on guard from the armed invaders to the south.
We tuque-wearing, Zamboni
drivers better be wary of things like the American bravado, the blind patriotism and insane evangelicals.
Now add in a dash of racism in for color and agitate well with gun lobbyists.
We had guns on my dad’s ranch. Have you ever held gun or fired one? It’s pretty damned cool.
Now answer these questions: Who doesn’t like the feel of power? Do you see yourself as a protector? Maybe, deep down even a little bit prejudice.
Do I talk to a holy ghost, at night about right and wrong, vengeance and ammunition?
If you answered yes to these questions, you could be seduced into voting for the right to protect your property and family with a pistol or for hunting Bambi with a machine gun.
Picture a graph in your mind; now pick a nice round number like 10 years in prison for having an unlicensed weapon.
Oh, Canada my home and native land!