Repatriation
This is a small country. We live in a place where family, community and national kinship are stretched over thousands of miles of land, but there are not that many of us. So when you try to have a conversation about national definitions it's hard for us to talk to each other stretched over miles and regions. I have been struggling over the last few weeks to write about what it means to live in Canada. More and more there seems to be a sense of a slipping identity. I think it started when I went to visit England and had a conversation with my brother-in-law about how the UK has lost it's way. When you travel in England now you don't see the Union Jack as much. The St. Georges cross flag is much more prevalent, a little less iconic for sure but that's just the start. People don't believe in an England as much as they did. It could be the Europization of the country, the struggles of identity are an obvious side-effect of mass immigration, which is made worse by the fear of xenophobia (especially in Europe) if the line is crossed when speaking about nationalism to strongly. This is my country right or wrong-but who's mine or yours? The economic downturn and the effects of Globalization have added to the malaise where a country once so powerful is on the verge of being a middle power at best. The military is strong for sure but the belief in it's mission and purpose is muddy. As a result of the inability to have a national conversation on identity there is an undercurrent of racism and anti-semitism that is quietly boiling over in many countries in Europe. We are in the midst of a re-definition of cultural and racial identity as the process of trying to figure out who the good guys are is infinitely more complicated than it was in our parents generation. The result being either indifference which turns at best to ignorance as it's just too overwhelming to understand how our increasingly mixed societies define themselves, or as we have witnessed in France-violence.
My thoughts have turned to multiculturalism as of late as the talks at the dinner table have been about the youth culture in our country. It exists on two distinct parallels that are increasingly on a convergent path of complete indifference and ignorance about what it is to be Canadian. The first group being what I would define myself as coming from-the picture of the Queen on wall group-predominately white and Christian, quietly respectful but with a hint of intolerance and the lack of true understanding beyond our country's borders. The other, Toronto. Integrated, with a focus on diversity, modern and urban but one with no context of a greater country beyond community borders but with a world view that is surprisingly educated. The war cry from historians over the last 2 decades has been that history in Canada is irrelevant. That there are no common lines that can join together to create a unified theory of Canadianism. We have the Two Solitudes, The Depression, WWII, post-war nostalgia and the first wave immigration and than there is a post Vietnam 1970s multiculturalism that has been going ever since with Canada being defined by what it is and what it is not: We're not America, we are more inclusive, we leave more room for cultural identity-you know the score.
To boil this down to it's relevance to the news today of the repatriation of three soldiers from Afghanistan-- if you don't know what this country really means to you how does that define your emotional response to the death of three of our nations soldiers? Do we all know why they were there? Do you think it's right or wrong? If you cheer too loudly are you supporting war or supporting the mission? What is the mission? I have taken the time to know why we are there but I'm an obsessive politico with political science education, I can't not know about this stuff! But how we have been educated on this war-if it is one- has been exceedingly difficult because we can't have a conversation as a country anymore. It's beyond language, it's about commonalities that seem to be slipping away, however much they were there in the first place. It's the failure of our government the education system and ourselves and the casualty of trying to live our daily lives. But we get up go to work come home watch TV go to sleep and sometimes NEVER think about so, ya, I'm Canadian. If there is ever a place to start to ask each other hard questions about who we are, what do we mean to each other and what our role in shaping the world is going to be than it's on one of the many bridges that cross the MacDonald-Cartier from Trenton to Toronto. Watch the TV and listen to the news and stop just for a moment what does this mean? Where are we? Where are we going? Is it right or wrong? Our parents and grandparents generations had it hard for sure, but they don't have to deal with the consequences of living in the post-modern mindf#ck that 21st century Canada.