I am a proud canadian. Truly.
Though I complain about our prime minister (because he sucks), and people here… I do love that I was born a citizen of one of the most free countries in the world. I could get into ideology and so on, to say we're not really free, but the fact that I'm even allowed to say or write that indicates that I'm in a country far more free than most.
Needless to say, the olympics make everyone patriotic. And this is no less true for me, when the olympics are in our country.
When people asked me what I thought of the opening ceremonies, I thought, despite the hicuups, it was incredible. Having planned events myself, I know that the key to event planning is, "don't plan for 'if' something goes wrong… plan for 'when' something goes wrong". Therefore, I wasn't too upset with the small things that everyone else seemed to have a huge problem with.
I am proud to say that wayne gretzky, steve nash,
However, I have to say that of course, my sociological mind was racing. I was proud of the aboriginal bands who were able to share with the world our history - however hidden that history is from a lot of Canadians themselves. I was proud that
And most of all, I was proud of k.d. lang. I am ALWAYS proud to say that k.d. lang is canadian.
When speaking with a group of women at work today, one woman said, "she's looking more and more like a man," as though this was a bad thing. I was aghast. It shocks me to think that in a time in which canadian's are thought of as free thinkers, and socialists even, that we are still looking to gender roles as strictly as we always have. K.d. lang is beautiful and handsome. She is strong, and has a STUNNING voice. She stands up for herself, and more importantly, others, and lives her life the way she believes. I can not imagine living in a world where the thought goes thorugh my head that this is a bad thing. Lang is also known for being a vegetarian, an animal rights advocate, gay rights and Tibetian human rights activist and is openly gay - thank goodness for freedom of being.
And fine. I'll admit. I barely cry, other than for social injustice and sports. So needless to say, the olympics is an invariable sob show for me… from start to finish.
My Monday morning breakfast was interupted by me sobbing to the muted replay of Alexandre Bilodeau winning Gold in Freestyle Skiing (men's moguls), who constantly says his brother, Frédéric, is his hero (Frédéric has cerebral palsy)
But please - enjoy the best… for what it's worth, our canadian face to the world.