A blogger from the USA wrote about her intolerance of “idiots” and people who were “mildly racist”.
Hopefully she was being humorous when she wrote,
“There are so many of you, run and invade Canada, where they will be nice to you because they can’t help it.”
“Hold on (name withheld)…you want to send racists to Canada? Because we’re nice? Yikes…that feels racist. Are you coming to Canada?!
‘Good manners’ is our first response to fools. When foolishness persists, the velvet glove comes off. Don’t mistake non-mud slinging for weak character.”
In lieu of spending time writing a nice birthday wish, I visited fellow Canadians on our 145th birthday:
From the Globe and Mail:
Don’t mistake that for “nice”.
We love laughing at ourselves. We like being Peace Keepers. We care about each other. We expect integrity.
We practice PROBITY:
“confirmed integrity; uprightness
(from Latin probitas honest, probus virtuous)”
– from Collin’s English Dictionary
My next find:
Remember Steve Koyczan at the 2010 Olympic’s Opening Ceremony in Vancouver? This young Canadian, bullied throughout his childhood, blossomed into a poet with a difference. He stood in front of the world and released PROBITY from its aging bottle:
“We Are More”:
I’m actually grateful to the blogger who incited me to remove my velvet glove!
It was good to shake up and reassess my sense of nationality.
While listening to Steve’s words, I softened my iron fist and stopped the flow of adrenalin.
For the second time with Steve, I popped my cork of Canadian soul and shared
a celebratory sip of PROBITY.
“WE MADE IT BE” says Steve.
Yes, we have! Let’s continue to share it with probity.
Would you want your Country to be called nice?