Happy Canada Day
Now, I am no patriot. Although I’m happy to be a Canadian, and I love where I live, I feel no real need to wear the colors of my country of birth and proclaim the first of July a special day. I understand why some choose to, and I don’t usually make too much of a fuss if others around me feel the need to celebrate. But consider for a moment the idea that nationalism may be a serious barrier to the future progress of mankind. It allows us to create an arbitrary and artificial vetting process for who we consider to be worthy of our full protection and help. I’m supposed to believe I should care only of Canadian matters and affairs, but considering the population of my country is less than 30 million, I find little interest in caring for so few people. There is, after all, another 6.738 billion people to worry about as well, many of whom were not as fortunate as me to be born in such a rich and prosperous country.
To those who disagree with me, and who love Canada, I say party to your heart’s content. I accept the fact that to decry patriotism as the bane of human existence is probably not the most popular of opinions, and it’s doubtful you would agree with me on this matter. I await the day when we celebrate our humanity rather than our nationality, but I have to be realistic about such a possibility. Until then, I shall see this and every other 1st of July as just another date on the calendar.