Death of a Nation

7:00 PM Eastern Standard Time. February 11, 2022.

The nation known as Canada died.

As the protests go on, one thing has become clear. Even if we win, we still lose.

These people will not go away. We might get our streets back, but these anti-Canada insurrectionists have won an important ideological battle. The nation is broken. It is grievously wounded. The Canada we knew, is dead.

A small minority has ripped asunder the peace that the majority wanted and fought for. But this minority is a cancerous disease. We don’t know where it is, where it feeds or grows. It has infected our neighbours, our friends, and our families. It has infected the police and the military. It has infected our politicians, our leaders, at the provincial and federal level.

It is such a strange moment. Canada broke apart, because grown adults refused to take their medicine.

The ideology of pure freedom of the self, with no responsibility to the whole, has laid siege to the nation. This infection while small, is strong enough to break the trust and faith, the unspoken ties that binds us to each other as a functioning society. I can no longer trust strangers, my co-workers, my friends, my family, the police, the military or the politicians we elect. We are at a fragile time where you are never sure who is on the side of Canada, the nation and the society that inhabits it, and who is with or is sympathetic to this insurrection.

This is the insidious nature of this disease. This anti-Canada ideology will fester and simmer even if we suppress it today. It will still be there tomorrow, fed and satisfied with its current success. Looking to feed on our society again. And how can we trust each other when at any time a group of these individuals will rise up and occupy a city, or a border crossing? They have already threatened schools and hospitals. What will the next target will be?

To react to this invisible threat, the state will likely increase its powers and its presence in our lives, ironically, depriving us all of more of our freedoms. We will all be suspects within our own nation, none are to be trusted. When none of us can be trusted, the enemy is all of us.

That is the terrible consequence of this cancer that has taken root in our society. It must be removed, but the cost can be quite high. And the cure… well. It will be so hard to ensure that the cure is not worse than the disease.