The early summer heat was suddenly more oppressive than ever; the scent of cut green grass became nauseatingly sweet. I couldn't get the sight of the senior dachshund with the tiny legs, trying desperately to keep up as the collar bit into his neck, out of my mind.
Michael Rowe is a novelist, and an award-winning journalist and essayist, who has lived in Beirut, Havana, Geneva, and Paris. Between 2001 and 2009 he was a contributing writer to the print edition of The Advocate. He is the author of three nonfiction books, Writing Below the Belt (1995), a critically acclaimed study of censorship, pornography, and popular culture, and the essay collections Looking For Brothers and Other Men’s Sons, which won the 2008 Randy Shilts Award for Nonfiction. His first novel, Enter, Night was a finalist for both the Prix Aurora and the Sunburst Award. His second novel Wild Fell was a finalist for the Shirley Jackson Award, and will appear in French from Editions Bragelonne in Paris in 2016. In 2009, The Atlantic Monthly's Andrew Sullivan nominated Rowe for the Michael Moore Award "for divisive, bitter and intemperate left-wing rhetoric" for his work on the Huffington Post. He still considers it his proudest moment as a new media journalist. Website: www.michaelrowe.com
There is nothing intrinsically "Canadian," let alone "conservative," about leveraging insecurity, racism and xenophobia for votes through ethnic scapegoating. That is not a "conservative" strategy; it's a fascist strategy with a long and bloody history, and it has no place in Canada. On October 19th, we have a chance to "take our country back." We have the chance to declare once and for all that who and what we are as Canadians is no longer for sale. We have a chance to steer Canada off its collision course with history, to save it from derailing and crashing beyond our ability to recognize it, let alone repair it.
10/15/2015 12:40 EDT
Aside from the ludicrous notion that anyone other than Canada's Native population is truly "old-stock Canadians," there is a certain divisive, chamber-pot snobbery to the term. It's not a celebration of "lineage," it's a wedge. It has no use other than to separate the speaker from others. Without even having to wonder why it was never used in our house, I know that my parents would have considered it vulgar. We are all "old-stock" Canadians, no matter where we're from, or how recently we've arrived.
10/10/2015 10:07 EDT
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