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Aside from Stuart McLean, I can think of few people capable of distilling a town’s essence to mere words, and I am certainly not one of them. Nonetheless, pressed as I am with the choice between fumbling my feelings towards a dear city that I have just left, and saying nothing at all, the former seems immeasurably more desirable.

It occurs to me that the songs and stories that best express what it means to be in Halifax or Nova Scotia are the ones about moving away from here. Songs like Farewell to Nova Scotia, Joel Plaskett’s Love This Town [see below], Stan Rogers’ The Idiot; books like Alistair MacLeod’s No Great Mischief; films like Donald Shebib’s Goin’ Down the Road. I don’t know what it says about a place that those are the stories that resonate. It might say more about me. (more…)

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Mi’kmaq figures view Halifax from across the harbour.

Well, I don’t know about everyone else, but I’m feeling the post-turkey melatonin hangover this week. Three feasts and a few left overs besides have left my poor, would-be vegetarian stomach in recovery mode, after this most North American of holidays. Thanksgiving, we are told, began with the sharing of harvests between settlers and indigenous peoples in early colonial North America, and continues to be associated with the “harmonious” nature of colonial relationships in popular culture today (if not always within family traditions).

That much is contentious – perhaps offensive – but the holiday is at least a reminder of the nature of our settler society. We, the relative newcomers to Canada, have not always been here, and yet we are seldom reminded of this fact (or its implications), because settler society has by and large marginalized the voices of the societies that preceded it. So, allow me take advantage of the holiday to go back to those early colonial days to tell a settler origin story. (more…)

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C’est quoi, là?

This is a blog about what it means to be Canadian in the 21st century. Not that I expect to arrive at any conclusions. 145 years in, that discovery appears to remain as elusive as the northern passage to the Orient.

You see, once upon a time a bunch of Europeans were trying to find China, but instead they ended up in places like Trois-Rivières and Miramichi. With no disrespect to those towns, it seems like the folks that followed Jacques Cartier got mired along the way – perhaps by a particularly nasty winter – and we are still working out where that leaves us today. What does it mean to be in this place? (more…)

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