Do you know what I really enjoy?

Seeing Indian couples holding hands in the street. It makes me proud to live in a country that allows them to do that. A lot of people are down on immigration, and go on about the government letting all of these people in, while we don’t have enough jobs for the people that are here. I know our system needs a lot of work, and I’m not here to argue for or agin, but I always feel happy to see people enjoying freedoms that they wouldn’t have in their homeland.

I couldn’t imagine all of the horrible things that go on in some of those places. I know I wouldn’t want to live in a place where women aren’t allowed to drive. How the hell would I get home from the bar when it’s my turn to drink? Jesus, I’d have to drive Mrs. Birdman’s drunk ass around every time we went out. No thank you, not in my lifetime. I like the fact that we can take turns realizing how annoying we are to each other, it makes things seem more fair somehow.

That’s why I don’t begrudge anyone the chance to move to a place that allows them to live with the same liberties that we take for granted on a daily basis. Most of us don’t live in fear, we aren’t dying in the streets or in sweat shops. Sure there are exceptions to every rule, but on the whole, we are a relatively lucky society. Well, except for Christianity and global free trade, that’s still a fucking pile of horseshit. I dare all of you to find some locally made products to give out this Christmas. The people who are making the stuff will thank you, and maybe they will be able to put a nice dinner on their table this year.

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2 responses to “Do you know what I really enjoy?

  1. Elizabeth

    Proud to be Canadian!

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