Having further contemplated the situation since my last post…
First of all, I don’t blame any American who thinks we’re being uptight about the situation. At ALL! If I put myself in their shoes, I would think it was funny too.
You have to LIVE here in Quebec to know how bad the French/English thing is. If you care to fight your own ignorance on the situation, please look up sites which will educate you on the “October Crisis”, like this one.
Though I’m French-Canadian, I went to an English school, in French-Immersion (meaning my only class in English was English). To get home, we had to pass by the French school. We got the shit kicked out of us daily. Me! A French-Canadian! But since I went to an English school, I was a ‘sympathizer’, and got the shit kicked out of myself regularly. Priviledged kids who didn’t live far enough from school for a school bus service used a taxi service to bypass the situation.
People don’t get jobs because they have an English name. English families are shunned from certain neighbourhoods. Parents (back in the days of my childhood ~ 70’s-80’s) would FORBID their children to play with “the others”.
One summer day in 1979 during a catepillar epidemic, I had the shit beaten out of me and was attacked by a dozen neighbourhood kids who put caterpillars in my clothes, up my skirt and in my panties, because my mother was “une anglophone” (English). I remember screaming at the top of my lungs, frozen in fear, as my father picked me up and brought me into the house, put me in the bathtub and sprayed the shower nozzle all over me to rinse off the caterpillars. They kept falling into the water at my feet, but wouldn’t go down the drain. They were in my privates, they were in my nose, they were everywhere.
Are you all aware of the “Office de la Langue Francaise”? They have what is commonly known as “the language police”. These people are hired by MY government to go around to businesses and literally MEASURE signs, for one. French must be twice as prominent as English on signs. If your sign has 5" French letters, and 3" English letters, you will be heavily fined. Many ‘Mom and Pop’ businesses couldn’t afford to make new signs, and suffered extreme fines ~ leading to bankruptcy. Huge department stores such as the former Eaton, had to pay for new signs, new stationnery, a new logo. Simply removing the ‘appostrophe S’ did it, but at the cost of major major money. Funnily enough, Eaton’s has since claimed bankcruptcy. This isn’t blaming the OLF completely, Timothy Eaton’s sons certainly didn’t manage the business like he did, but the OLF certainly played a big part in it. Funnily enough, another huge department store, Simpson’s, also suffered the same demise.
Many businesses just don’t want to bother coming to Quebec. It’s just too much trouble. Bad enough that we lost a lot of our corporate offices after the last close call (1995 referendum), as well as having lost a huge Anglophone population down the 401, because of the ‘political crap’, new businesses just can’t be bothered with us. Many times you may notice that contests are open to all Canadians except those in Quebec. A major reason why is all of the political crap companies have to go through (jumping hoops and such) to comply with our language laws.
More recently, in the 1995 Referendum, I lost a friend because of my vote. We were good friends at work. On the day of the vote, she called me to ask how my day was (which wasn’t unusual). I said it was a nightmare because I had to bring my 85-year-old grandmother to vote. Bringing her to Walmart was an excursion, forget voting.
“What happened?”, my friend asked. “Well,” I said, “She had problems understanding the question (which was notariously unclear). So she asked the lady at the polling station if I could come to help, (which was legally allowed). I explained the question to her in terms she would understand, and she said, ‘So I vote NO, right?’ I replied, ‘Right. Vote no if you don’t want Quebec to separate.’”
WELL! My friend proceeded to tell me to go back to where I was from (Ontario apparently~ which I had only visited twice in my life ~ being born and bred in Montreal Quebec). She thought it was unconscionable that I would “take advantage of the elderly” and sway their vote. Of course, when Grandma was 70 in the 1980 referendum, she also voted no with no help of my 9 year old self. My friend even accused me of treason, and said people like me should be arrested. Keep in mind, she’s not even a moderate separatist in comparison to what I’ve seen. Needless to say, our friendship was over. She just never called again, pretended to not see me passing in the hallways at work; I guess she was deaf the first few times I said “Hi!”. I was prepared to bury the hatchet, she wasn’t.
Quebecers celebrate St-Jean-Baptiste Day on June 24th. For a reason unknown to myself, it’s become known as “La Fete Nationale” (national holiday). But do understand what ‘national’ means in this context. “National” as in Quebec is a nation. You will find many Quebec flags flying in the days before and on this day. Huge magnificent parades, fireworks in municipal parks, celebrating “our country Quebec”. According to these people, Quebec is a separate country. A week later, on July 1st, is Canada Day. Well good luck to you if you want to fly a Canadian flag then. If you don’t get a rock through your window (minimally) you’re lucky. Going to the (much more conservative) Canada Day Parade is almost asking for problems. Ironically, the St.Patrick’s Day Parade in Montreal is one of the biggest in the world. This goes to show you that it’s more AGAINST something (English Canada) than FOR something.
Here’s another example: I used to work at the Montreal Casino. We had a pretty decent medical insurance with Sunlife. We had decent coverage at a ‘fair’ price. (Yes, surprise surprise, Canadians need supplemental medical insurance coverage). Many employees complained that our money was going ‘outside Quebec’ (Sunlife’s head office is in Ontario. USED to be in Montreal, til the separatist shit got too heavy duty and they packed up shop, as many companies did) and that we should keep our money ‘in our country’ (Quebec, to separatists). So we switched to “Desjardins” ~ a quebecois company. Just so happens our premiums doubled and our coverage was cut, but to the separatists, it made sense. Desjardins now also has the privilege of being the casino employees’ credit union. A portion of their shares go towards support of the Quebec separatist movement.
It’s one thing after another. And I’m getting out. Yes, me, with a Quebecois ‘pure laine’ paternal lineage ~ I’m outta here. I’m not going down the 401 (Trans-Canada highway), like most of my friends have. The 401 is saturated with my kind. I’m getting the fuck out of here and going to Australia. For the ones I leave behind, I’m sorry. I’m sorry because the referendum results were:
Results: 1980 YES (separate): 40.4%; NO (stay in Canada): 59.6%
Results: 1995 YES (separate): 49.4%; NO (stay in Canada): 50.6%
G-d knows what the next referendum will bring us. Of course, I realize that the No Side Votes were discounted for an X instead of a V-shaped check mark, on their ballot. I realize some No Votes were disqualified because the V-shaped check mark ended outside the box. And I realize many Yes Votes were from people in jail (with no means to vote) as well as the deceased. (There were complaints lodged about this, but since “No” won, it wasn’t looked into at great length). Makes Miami Dade seem organized. And I realize how close we were to keeping a country together this time. I realize my vote will be missed next time (as well as all the elderly I can connive into voting ‘my way’) ~ when, not if, there is a next time. But I must go. It’s been a slice, but it’s too much. There’s been a weight on my back since I can remember. And it’s over.
As for Conan, I can’t blame you either. Unless you live here, you couldn’t possibly imagine the connotations of the skit. It’s funny from the outside. It’s life-changing from the inside. It’s so bad that most of us don’t talk about it. When we do talk about it, it’s usually amongst close family. It’s our dirty little secret and we’d like to keep it that way, just for peace in our daily lives. It’s that bad.
To all Canadians, especially mes amis quebecois, please let’s not make a big deal of this. Please don’t let this turn into another laughing stock “Boobgate”. The more coverage they get, the more they know they’ve hit a sore spot. And it’s just too sore, I’m sure you’ll agree. Let’s take it on the chin and hope they go back to making fun of Poutine.
That being said, a special BBQ pit thread should go to the Toronto audience heard on the laugh track accross the country today. You laughed, heartily. It’s funny? Funny how like I’m a clown funny? Take a look around you. Toronto was the first big stop on the Quebec Exodus Bus. How many ex-quebecois do you work with? A shitload I’m sure. And how many are your neighbours? A shitload I’m sure. How many businesses do you see around you that used to have their head offices in Montreal? A shitload I’m sure. Before you laugh, take into account how many lives were uprooted because of this.
PS: Conan, as for “We’re in North America, speak the language!” I thought most Mexicans spoke Spanish (as well as a lot of Americans ~ why else would your ATM machines be bilingual)? And last time I checked, Mexico was part of North America. As far as I’m concerned, North America is Tri-Lingual. How funny. That’s what I find the most humourous in this. But I won’t get on that now.
Notice most of us aren’t taking exception to the “personality implants” joke? We can take a joke; it’s the one about a situation that threatens the very existance of our country and livelihood as we know it that isn’t funny. It’s only fair to let us live peacefully, now that the Liberals have won and the separatists seem to have subsided. Don’t give them a new bone to chew on.