Friday, 29 June 2012

Oh Canada!

  July 1st is Canada Day; our national holiday. What do we celebrate? Being what's that? Our identity crisis has always been a dilemma. At first, being a Canadian meant not being an American. That was about it. We were of the same stock and heritage all living here on this continent but after the American revolution, two separate nations were born. The US were created, but those not wanting to be part of that became Canadians. The War of 1812 would solidify that. Eventually, on July 1st in 1867, Canada would govern itself as an independent country but still loyal to the crown.

  Since then, being a Canadian has still meant not being an American. After all, you can be Native-American, African -American, Italian-American, German-American, Mexican-American, and just about anything-American but you can't be Canadian-American. You can be either Canadian or American but not both (those who have legal residency in both countries are called dual citizens). We have a multi ethnic society too; we just don't call people Chinese-Canadians. For example, we would just call that person Joey Chan from Mississauga. That's one of the differences between us and the US.

  But instead of identifying ourselves by showing our differences between us and Americans, we try to identify ourselves by those things that are unique to us.

(Thank you Jeff Foxworthy in advance) For example: If you ever cleaned up your poutine with a serviette, you are a Canadian. If you have waited all week to hear Don Cherry and Ron McLean go at it on Hockey Night, you are Canadian. If you ever filleted a pickerel, you are a Canadian. If you have ever argued whether "rough riders" was one word or two, you are a Canadian. If you have a weekly budget for Tim Horton's, you are Canadian. If you have ever had more than one Prime Minister get pied in the face in public, you are Canadian. If you think AC is a waste of hydro, you are a Canadian. If you have ever dragged your burger through the garden at Harvey's, you are a Canadian. If you have any "Crappy Tire" money in your wallet or purse, you are Canadian. If you know that bumming more than two smokes off the same person in one day is bad etiquette, you are Canadian. If you have a four month window to plan your ice fishing weekend, you are Canadian. If you think maple syrup tastes good on everything, you are a Canadian. If you have a hockey jersey and toque for formal events, you are a Canadian. If you pay for your "double-double" with a Loonie or a Toonie, you are Canadian. If you punt on third down, you are Canadian. If you think 2-4 for a 2-4 is a great deal, you are Canadian.
So here's to us, all across this great land,
Happy Canada Day, eh!
PS, check out my patriotic album (oh Canada)on Flickr.

Monday, 11 June 2012


  Its like Halloween on steroids...
I'm talking about Comic Con
Yes, Comic Con invaded Niagara Falls this weekend. It was a lot like having a mid year Halloween. What is the appeal? Good question.
Answer: Well, as long as I can remember, I loved comic books. I loved the superhero characters. Even after growing up I never lost the fantasy make believe world of Marvel, DC and the others. The appeal was that an average, mild mannered, boring person could be someone and something greater. A disguise or costume was all that separated the dull wallflower from the bright, colourful, flamboyant hero. That way, that dull average Joe could be happy and satisfied with their existence with the knowledge that the great, flashy and wonderful person that everyone loved and admired was right there inside of him, all along. Sound familiar?
   Comics gives us the fantasy. The dressing up game helps us to live it. I recently told a friend that it was like that for me. It is my pretty girl disguise. When I put on my costume of lipstick, eyeshadow, wig and dress, I become that superheroine. I am not recognisable to those that know me, the dull boring me that is.
   So masses of people flock to Comic Cons all over the world to live a fantasy for a day. They dress up, show off and live the fantasy.

 Even though I didn't dress up in any of my superheroine costumes that I have (I have 3 Batgirl, 2 Mary Marvel, and a few homemade ones) I went in a male hero costume (Its a secret). The two big reasons were that I had family with me and the other was that I get to live the dream on other occasions just doing like I always do. So I could miss this one time. Still, I'd love to go to one, maybe out of town some time, in full superhero drag. I should get a Cyber Six costume. Cyber Six was a female superheroine who was disguised as a mild manner male for a secret identity. If any of you out there have one of these Comic Conventions coming to town near you, I highly recommend attending it. Have fun, Halloween only comes once, now twice a year.