I’ve never been much of a patriot. As a younger man I was a bitter western separatist. In good economic times the Liberals use my province as an ATM to pay for pork and buy votes in Morontario and Queerbec. It’s part of Turdo The Elder’s Equalization/Tax redistribution scam, and it has been a fact of life all my adult life. I wrote the country off when we started importing third world human trash by the millions. Sure, some of them assimilate, but far, far too many don’t. We will find ourselves a nation like Brazil if this continues. It’s already happening.
I am a mere economic unit to be used and discarded by this nation as it moves to either change or destroy itself. My parents would be furious to hear me say that. They were born into a country with a birthright and opportunity. Their parents saved and built that for them and mentored them. Their generation pissed all that away too. Today grown men live in their parents’ basements and play video games. Their jobs are off shored, or given to more vibrant and cheaper workers imported from the third world. As things sit now, if I ever want to work again I’ll probably have to move. If I want to stay, we will have to prep like mad and hide our assets. The looters and parasites are going to be a big problem sooner rather than later.
I. wouldn’t mind the adversity so much if I saw something good coming of it. My grandparents fought wars and survived depressions and recessions and took their lumps knowing their kids would live in a better world. Today the sense I get is that the idea is to screw the country for everything you can get because that is what the other guy is doing, and if he’s really good at it and properly positioned... he’ll take your share too. Maybe when my money and food run out I’ll leave. Or maybe drop off the grid.
Until this country decides that it has a purpose and a reason to continue, I will have no stake in it beyond my ties to the small group of people left in my community that are actually still real Canadians.