Posts Tagged ‘personal’

When I began this blog last October, I little idea of what I was getting myself into. The amount of online content out there is simply staggering. No matter what you have to say somebody has probably already said it, faster and more eloquently than you could ever hope. As such, I don’t know if I could tell you exactly how I came to the decision that starting this blog would be a desirable use of anyone’s time.

And yet, and yet… (more…)


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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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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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