This trip home has been an eye-opener. It has reminded me why I want to call myself Canadian, and live in this country.
There is a flow here. A bounce. A knowledge that we are NOT as doomed as the United States is. Canada is not crippled by a devastating and useless war, a moralistic and divisive leadership, or a fatalistic sense of empire.
Even in the middle of nowhere, I knew I was in another place. A place where things get done. Slowly, but they do get done. A place where people all understand that there is a lot more to the world than navel-gazing introspection and misplaced imperialism. The world is a place to celebrate, not conquer.
Canada is home. The United States is the place I reside.
The next five years are going to be very interesting. And I know what side of the 49th Parallel I want to be on.
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