The strategy of divide and conquer has served malevolent purposes since the dawn of conflict, but for sheer efficiency, post-Freudian Canada has discovered that a little alienation goes a long way. Canada’s current population may be of overwhelmingly European derivation, but disheartened, guilt-ridden, downtrodden people become automatic minorities, regardless of numbers. And so it is with Canadians, born, bred, and betrayed.
Our numbers can’t and, more importantly, won’t help us, not while we remain ignorant and guilty and stupid and intimidated and distracted enough. If this condition persists, we’ll never properly understand what’s been done to us.
By the time we wake up to realize we really are a minority in our own nation, no one will be very interested in examining or staunching our self-inflicted wounds. Anyone who imagines that the new inheritors (growing fat on a steady diet of anti-white rhetoric) will offer a handkerchief, is due for some hard lessons in human nature and the distemper of long-cherished resentments.
Just about the time we were celebrating our centenary, in 1967, a number of things happened: our immigration policy was ‘revised’, our flag was ‘replaced’, our anthem was ‘reinvented’. So, our first big birthday really marked our infanticide. We were in an optimistic mood and anything seemed possible. Well, anything but what we got – that is. What we got was lots and lots of immigration, multiculturalism, and the utterly relentless denigration of our own traditions.
“Come, join us, let us grow weak together!” The Canadian anthem may be inconsequential in the overall scheme of things, but heraldry and symbols have historically driven crusades and unified or destroyed nations. Symbols are ideas made manifest. They are the embodiment of an idea which connects and consolidates a people, or conversely, divides them beyond repair.
Brace yourself and imagine for a moment that a group of wild-eyed psychopaths decide to flaunt convention and defy authority with a spontaneous rousing chorus of our national anthem. Does anyone actually know the lyrics? Not likely.
Hard for patriots to rally together when they’re reduced to humming the national anthem. In 1968, while Canada was being invested as hell’s northern franchise, a Special Joint Committee of the Senate and House of Commons recommended a few changes to the traditional version of O Canada. Presumably the problem was that just too many of us had actually memorized the damn thing. And so it was quietly revised. Compare the two versions below.
|O Canada! Where pines and maples grow, Great prairies spread and lordly rivers flow.. How dear to us thy broad domain, From East to Western sea, Thou land of hope for all who toil, Thou True North strong and free! O Canada! Beneath thy shining skies May stalwart sons and gentle maidens rise; To keep thee steadfast thro’ the years From East to Western sea, O ur Fatherland our Motherland! Our True North strong and free!||O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command. With glowing hearts we see thee rise, The True North strong and free! From far and wide, O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. God keep our land, glorious and free! O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.|
Get the picture? As you can see, today Canadians stand on guard for something quite alien to the original intent. Where the traditional anthem again and again exhorts us: ‘And stand on guard, O Canada’ — (be vigilant, guard your borders, guard your culture; it’s your duty as a free and sovereign state) — the reinvented version waves a tire iron over our heads and reminds us that this multicultural construct WILL be defended. (From what, or whom, one wonders?) The notion that Canada IS ‘glorious and free’ is implicit in the first; something be cherished and defended. In the revised version, glory and freedom are but timid hopes. Let’s leave glory and freedom to providence… What can WE do?