Feel as you might about the student protestors, this is a passionate, well-reasoned argument for Quebec, warts and all.
A French translation of this post may be foundhere.
Une traduction française de ce poste peut être trouvéici.
When I was a kid I loved maps. I loved the element of the unknown, physical and tangible representations of places I could only imagine. When I was about 8 or 9 my parents bought me a map of the world for my wall. Each country on the map was coloured to represent the official language of each nation. I have this fond recollection of an affection I had for the Canada of that map, bold in its red and blue stripes representing French and English. It might be my first memory of pride, especially as the big red blotch below us, the USA, was simply red. It wasn’t just about language, it was about unity, and diversity, and being Canadian.
As I grew up, and visited much of the…
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