Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Some Things Never Change!

Returning home from my European vacation, I'm anxious to get back to work and look forward to returning to this blog and completing the book that I am presently writing.

Most bloggers stop writing not so much because they get bored with the project, but rather because they run out of things to say.

I can tell that as a writer concentrating on the Anglo condition here in Quebec, I don't think I'll ever have this problem.

Deplaning from my flight from Barcelona and stepping out onto the curb of Trudeau airport awaiting my lift home, I was greeted by a union van, circling the airport arrival area, kitted out to protest a language issue at a bus company.
I'm not making this up, I swear!

In Quebec, the language of work is French!
No, I don't think I'll ever run out of material!!!

Monday, July 5, 2010

It's Good To Be Home!

It's a truism that the best part of any vacation is returning home to family, friends and be it ever so humble, the delicious familiarity of one's very own bed.
If one is fortunate enough to live in a country such as Canada, travel helps remind us that we live in one of the very best places in the world. That isn't the rube in me talking, it's just a plain fact, as underlined in all those United Nation surveys placing Canada near the top of the list of countries to live in. Alas, but for the weather, our little big corner of the world would truly be a paradise!

I have been gone these last two weeks, sailing the Mediterranean with my lovely wife aboard a massive cruise ship that shlepped us from port to port in a gruelling schedule which included eight ports of call in five countries over twelve days.

While I shall not impose on your kind attention, a painful dose of travel stories and boring vacation photos, I will share those pictures and anecdotes that I believe you may find the least bit interesting. At any rate it will buy me a day or two to catch up on my RSS reading and get back to the fine business of commenting on local issues.

After flying to Barcelona and touring for a day, we boarded our ship and set sail for our first port of call- Nice, France. Little was I to know that it would be the highlight destination of our trip.  We spent the day walking up and down the famous seaside boulevard, the Promenade des Anglais, (named after the English who built it) which runs along  the beach, opposite the storied hotels and casinos of the famous Cote D'Azur town. There is a certain ambiance to the town that is indescribable, suffice to say that we thoroughly enjoyed our day!

I haven't been back there in many years and was thoroughly disappointed to find that the very French custom of topless sunbathing is no longer in vogue. The lack of this distraction caused me to notice (which I hadn't on my previous visit) that the beach consists of nothing more than a huge mass of rocks and pebbles, leading to what must be, a most unpleasant beach experience, unfortunately to be re-lived in much of the destinations we were to visit in Italy and the Greek Isles. Yech!

 As I mentioned, we had already vacationed in the picturesque town years before and had already seen the few sights that there are to see. So we set off to pay tribute to the finest of local shrines, the CHANEL BOUTIQUE on Rue Paradis (where we purchased a very expensive, ahem ...relic.)

Having made a very successful start to fulfilling two of the four basic vacation precepts (touring, sunbathing, gorging and shopping,) we then ambled down the very touristy Rue Massena where I snapped the following photo montage.
It seems that the French are not quite as afraid of English as are our native Quebeckers. Many signs are bilingual and some are completely in English, unapologetically catering to the international clientèle.  It was quite surprising to see signs posted in France which would be illegal in Quebec! My favourite 'pancarte' was a tongue in cheek signboard in front of a cosmetics store that proclaimed that they only tested their products "Sur les Anglais." Tres Drole!
Lo and behold, I found a restaurant called "LE QUEBEC" which proudly announced itself as a "STEAK HOUSE." How deliciously ironic! Perhaps they are unfamiliar with the infamous LOI 101!

A restaurant named "Quality Burger Restaurant" would likely come under a 'Sleep Country Canada' language assault, would it be located in our fair province! Even the tiny town of Villefranche-Santé unabashedly welcomed visitors bilingually.



On our drive back to the port, the taxi driver recounted a most interesting story. He was complaining that he was forced to co-sign for a rental apartment for his ex-wife and daughter, as well as putting up a hefty deposit. It seems that evicting a deadbeat single mother from  an apartment in France is a time consuming and exasperating affair, lasting up to eighteen months, a period wherein where the landlord receives no rent. So apparently, it was explained to us, that it has become the convention of landlords to demand quite a bit of security before renting to the aforementioned dreaded single mom.  Our intrepid driver explained that he himself was embroiled in just such a dispute, related to his personal condo that he had rented out to exactly some such 'undesirable'. When I asked how he could afford to receive no rent for such a protracted period of time, he explained that he had purchased insurance for the eventuality. Incredible!
And we think our rental board is dysfunctional, HA!

We returned to the friendly confines of our cabin aboard the ship, upbeat and hopeful that the rest of the ports of call would be as interesting and exciting as Nice.
Alas it was not to be ......

Tomorrow I shall impose one last time on your patience to recount the rest of our cruise experience and return on Wednesday to the burning issues at hand, so please bear with me.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Dear Friends,

I'll be taking a much needed vacation and will be returning July 4.


Happy Canada Day to all!!!..

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Wiliam 'Pit Bull' Johnson Tells It Like It Is


There' s an old adage that says that Truth is the first casualty of war and  it certainly applies in the continuing saga of misinformation, twisted and misinterpreted facts and figures bandied about by national groups 'proving' that English is taking over Quebec and that the French language and Francophone culture is going the way of the Dodo bird.  Back in May I wrote a piece about a newspaper story that reported on a  study that put forward the fact that Francophones now made more money on average than Anglophones.
The story made little sense and seemed poorly researched, likely using questionable methodology. Read my piece about the problems I had with the research.
Now nationalists are hitting back with research of their own proving and complaining that the research was flawed. A mathematician, Charles Castonguay, in a story on vigile.net  criticized the methodology of  Jack Jedwab, executive director of the Association of Canadian Studies, a non-profit think tank.
I tend to agree that the study was junk and as a consequence it didn't do the Anglo community any good by stooping to the same dishonest methods used by nationalists to manipulate numbers.

At any rate I never trust these types of studies put out by partisan parties. Things like milk companies providing studies that show children who drink their product in the morning do better in school or tabacco companies providing data that second hand smoke is nothing to worry about. Sure.......

William Johnson has been an outstanding spokesman for the English  community for several decades. His superbly researched articles are devastatingly to the point and exposes head on, the lies and half-truths promulgated by the the French nationalist movement. His tenacious attacks have led to his nickname - William "Pitt Bull" Johnson

His latest article appeared in The Montreal Gazette on June 14, 2009;
A simple fix for panic over threat to French: a reality check

The government of Jean Charest is enacting a new law to further strangle English schooling in Quebec. But a coalition including the Parti Quebecois, the Bloc Quebecois, and the New Democratic Party denounced the bill last Monday on the grounds that it doesn't go far enough.
They all signed a statement calling on the Quebec government to invoke the "notwithstanding" clause of the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms to override what the Supreme Court of Canada declared last October to be a constitutional right: to have access to English public schooling after demonstrating a serious commitment to the English language while attending an unsubsidized English school.
Monday, NDP leader Jack Layton was asked during a scrum: "Is this merely the position of Mr. (Outremont MP Thomas) Mulcair or is it the party's?" Layton answered: "No, no, it's the position of the party."
Under Jack Layton, the NDP increasingly aligns its policies on language and secession with those of the two separatist parties....

Monday, June 21, 2010

Holier-than-Thou Opposition Demands Israel Censure


A while back, Quebec opposition parties, led by the Iranian born Muslim separatist member of Quebec Parliament, Amir Khadir, demanded that the National Assembly table a motion condemning Israel for the attack on the Gaza bound flotilla which aimed to bust the Israeli embargo. As we all know, up to a dozen resisters were killed when they clashed with Israeli commandos who boarded their ship.
Now I'm not getting into a debate on the merits of the Israeli raid, but it seems to me that if Mr. Khadir is to condemn Israel, he should be an equal opportunity censurer. I don't recall Mr. Khadir demanding that North Korea be cited for killing 46 sailors in a recently unprovoked attack on a South Korean Navy boat sailing in international waters and I haven't heard the good doctor call for an official condemnation of the government of his own native homeland of Iran, for the killing of dozens and dozens of  protesters who were demonstrating peacefully against a rigged presidential election.
Me wonders why?

Enough.. The Israeli attack is not the gist of this post, it is about the high and mighty attitude we take and the perception that we Quebeckers are somehow better than the 'barbaric' Israelis. This piece is not about Israel, it's about us.

Such things could never happen in Quebec, right?
We're too civilized, right?
We're too conciliatory and would never resort to violence, right?

I came across a video that is quite interesting which I'd like to share with you, but first some background.

Back in the summer of 1990 Mohawk Indians on a reservation in Oka near the town of St. Eustache got into a dispute over a land claim over an unoccupied  tract of land of just nine acres, that the city was about to turn into a golf course.

As disputes go, I think you'll agree that it can't hold a candle to the disagreement between Palestinians and Israelis.
The Mohawks set up a roadblock blocking a crummy dirt construction road, that gave access to the site and a confrontation ensued when the arrogant mayor of the hick town of Oka asked the police to intervene.

Now the Indians weren't launching homemade missiles or sending suicide bombers into the local Tim Horton's. They simply barricaded a road. Those living near the reservation didn't have to build a safe room in the basements or walk in fear in the streets that death would rain down upon them from the sky.
But the confrontation escalated into a major fight with positions hardening on both sides. The police tried to storm the barricade and in the ensuing melee, an officer of the Surete de Quebec was killed.

The army was called in and the situation degenerated.
Sounds like a rather stupid fight over an empty field, in hindsight, right?

The Israeli's would laugh. They'd tell us to give the Indians the empty land, it 's no big deal. Nobody is trying to take over your country. Nobody is trying to kill you. One half of a lousy golf course is all it takes to defuse a situation that has already cost one life and is costing the country millions of dollars.

But no, for we Quebeckers, it was the principle of the thing and the sentiment of the day was not to give an inch.

As the debate grew nasty, the federal MP for Chateauguay observed that all the natives in Quebec should be shipped off to Labrador "if they wanted their own country so much". Radio hot lines hosts, including renowned Anglo hater  Gilles Proulx, were spewing racial invective and some were demanding that the authorities attack the Indians. (Mohawks speak English and are viewed by Francophones as 'English' Indians.) Hatred spewed forth in forms unseen in living memory.

And so it seems that in the right wrong circumstances, we Quebeckers are not as a conciliatory bunch as we claim!

If a road closure got us so steamed up I can only imagine what would be if a suicide bomber walked into Place St. Eustache and detonated a bomb killing ten to twenty people. What if rockets landed in the middle of a residential neighbourhood in Chateauguay on an ongoing basis? What if the Indians threatened more and more deadly attacks and what if they demanded that we give back all the land which they claim, was theirs to begin with.
Do you think we might ask the army to blockade the reserves and make sure no weapons got in?  Do you think we might ask the police to patrol the river and stop and inspect all boats headed into the reservations? Maybe we'd launch  our very own version of 'CAST LEAD"
Just asking......

But let's not daydream.
The  natives didn't do any of that. All they wanted was their nine acres back and so - back to the story.

Mohawks of the  Kahnawake, reservation on Montreal's south shore blocked the Mercier bridge in solidarity with Kanesatake, pissing off residents of Chateauguay.
Now things were getting serious. The bridge is a major link between the island of Montreal and the South shore, including the large community of Chateauguay. The closure meant an hour or two of extra commuting and in the summer heat, emotions exploded.

At the blocked bridge crowds spewed racial hatred at the natives and radio commentators urged military action. The crowd wanted blood and the atmosphere rivalled the  bloodlust of the legendary Roman Coliseum.
When the bridge blockade was finally ended the natives made their way down from the bridge through the old Whiskey Trench, a stretch of sunken road so-named for the old Seagrams plant that sat alongside. As the natives made their way through, the locals attacked from above, not only with racial epitaphs but with rocks as well.

Watch the video;



And so Mr. Khadir wants to censure the Israelis.
My question is this, who's going to censure us?

It seems that the Israelis are capable of a lot more restraint than us. I know they wouldn't go to war over an empty lot.
We did.

How does the old saying go?
Let he without sin cast the.........