Nobody wants to call out an Indigenous woman in 2019. Just the idea of doing so is wrought with booby traps and a sense of pointlessness. But really, what she is doing is indefensible, unless you admit to wanting to coddle her, which is prejudicial and condescending.
Keeping a family together and happy can be challenging. Sometimes it can feel like bliss, and other times it can seem as rocky as that driveway that leads to our family pond.
In modern politics, nuance is often seen as weakness; an inability to hone and polish the courage of your convictions. But for many of us, the opposite is true.
These performers remind us of something paramount; comedians don’t provide the example of what they can get away with saying, they provide us with the blueprint of what everyone can say.
If you read that statement, you might walk away thinking some overt racist was speaking ill of immigrants who have worked hard making Canada their new home. Or, you might think an old man was interrupting one incoherent thought with another.
Many of us are too timid, or want to be so respectful of religion, that we don’t dare ask questions about people’s spiritual beliefs. We like to think our leaders park their religiousness outside the confines of the state, or we feel it is not our place to inquire what their beliefs may be.
Their betrayal, and the media’s thirst for another #metoo scoop, ushered in the era of Doug Ford and with it demolished any hope of a victory for Scheer’s Conservative Party of Canada.
We’re assholes, and none of us are admitting it. We just rely on an emotional response to every political question, deepening the already abysmal divide between us.
It should be noted that I think Canada’s best journalists are mostly female. But I really do believe the format was designed to virtue signal to the rest of us about modern feminism. Obviously this doesn’t mean I harbour ill will towards females in general, but the whole thing felt like an experiment gone awry.