I am not a bug fan of Québec,Canada, or Macleans magazine. All three of them have a pathological tendency for making a big indaba about nothing in a way that would leave even Don Anderson of the CNN slackjawed with his cigar falling out of his mouth. I was born and have been living in Québec, which is a Province (State/Bundestaat) of Canada, so I know what I am talking about. I also spent my formative years in America, which gives me this thing many over at Macleans--and Québec, and Canada, and, for that matter, the massive sewer that is social media--lack. That thing is called perspective.
The big indaba du jour involves this perfessor/writer called Andrew Potter writing a piece for Macleans wherein he extrapolates from a snowstorm last week--or what is referred to in places like Leningrad and Siberia as Leningrad and Siberia-- to say that Québec is a nasty-ass place and that Québecois are nasty-ass people. That this is anything at all compared to the partisan attack in London says a lot about Québec, Canada and Macleans. If that is not enough, let me say this. Macleans holds itself to be the Time or Newsweek of Canada, when, in reality, it is the TMZ of Canada, just like the CNN is the TMZ of...TV. There are some who think TMZ is an outlet just like any other outlet. Here is what the legendary, one and only Eli Cross has to say about TMZ.
2: TMZ?!?! T-M-Fucking -Z??? THIS is now “a source,” and for NPR for fuck’s sake? YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME, PYLE!!!
The Financial Times, The Economist, The National Interest, AkkadianTimes.com, Anti-Intellectuals (the blog of the superb artist Wooly Bumblebee) and Soldier of Fortune, in other words, Macleans just simply ain't. This is not a big revelation. This is something anyone with a sixth grade reading level can tell just by looking at Macleans ' half-assed, guaranteed-to-get-you-an F-minus-on-an-essay writing style. Nevertheless, in Québec, everyone from radio yobos to Provincial politicians of all parties to half-assed failed Provincial politicians who hide their half-assed failures of a career by getting themselves elected to warm chairs in the Federal Parliament, shit themselves sideways whenever Macleans farts downwind. This is standard-issue in Québec. It recently happened when an obscure hairhead from British Columbia dissed Québec in an American newspaper. What neither the hairhead nor the Québecois eejits whinging in response, nor Canadians in general, figured out is that, outside of Canada, nobody really gives much of a damn what happens inside of Canada. An American newspaper reports about what happens in Canada. An American newspaper also reports what happens in Fiji. Both stories are basically filler on the way to the sports pages.
Then, why am I making a big indaba about it here? Simple, unlike Sargon, Vee and Freedom Alternative (the latter two who think they are original and cute when they are basically word-for-word YouTubes regurgitations of Mircea Eliade's hagiographies, albeit slickly formatted so that "the West" replaces Romania and "Islam/the EU/SJWs" replace the Ottomans), I do know and talk about my own country. Sargon whinges about paedophilia in pizzagate, which happened in America, but has not a damned thing to say about paedophilia at Hibs and Septic FC, both of which happened in his own country.
Now, anyone who looks up the Québec tag of my blog can see that I am not naturally predisposed to saying nice things about Québec and the bulk of its inhabitants. It is easy to understand, however, that some could conceive from looking through what that tag leads you to that my non-niceness is focused exclusively on Québec and its inhabitants. That would be a misperception. I hold Canada in general, and old Canadian-speakers (like Lauren Southern, Jordan Peterson and the Trailer Park Bhoys) in particular, New York City dwellers like Leah Remini, Donald Trump, Shoe0nhead and Vince Russo who insist on speaking like Edward G. Robinson/George Raft outer-boro hoodlums (when New Yorkers like FDR, William F. Buckley Jr., Alice Roosevelt Longworth and Gore Vidal demonstrated that one can be from/live in New York without sounding like one is from New York) and YouTubes atheists who moonlight as Ronnie and Reggie Kray impersonators (forgetting to turn that impersonation off when the record for the YouTubes) in exactly the same degree of non-respect that I hold Québec and the bulk of its inhabitants.
Andrew Potter, on the other hand, thinks there is something particularly pathological about Québec in comparison to New York. He specifically contrasts the "community spirit" of post-9/11 New York with the alleged lack thereof of Québec. This is precisely the type of bampottery one can expect from someone who, never having set foot or other organ in New York City, gets the entirety of his conception of New York City from Friends and Sex in The City. I had the misfortune of having had to live in New York City, which has as much in common with Friends and Sex In The City as the movie Brigadoon has with Scotland. "New York City community spirit?" Um...well...ok...if you consider the fact that eye contact is a de facto declaration of war in New York City to be "community spirit," then I can see that. However, even the most basic research on how things actually are in post-9/11 New York would have told Potter that the city is a epitome of dysfunction where the peelers and the firemen do not habitually cooperate with each other. A cursory glance at a couple of online-available Economist articles would have told Potter the exact same thing. Then again, I have to concede that reading the Economist is admittedly not as easy and amusing as watching Friends and Sex In The City and then appointing one's self an authority enough on New York to compare it to anything damned else. The Economist, like 60 Minutes, you see, is this thing we used to call professional.
Potter says that the snowstorm is evidence of "social breakdown" particular and exclusive to Québec. That puts Potter in the exact same class as most Québecois, as in he is someone who does not read RAIDS, which openly said in this edition that France's National Police unit RAID and France's National Gendarmerie unit GIGN spend far more time training with the French army than they do training with each other, which is one reason why the response to the Bataclan partisan attack in Paris did not turn out like Loughgall.
One of the reasons I am a big fan of Jordan Owen and Wooly Bumblebee is that they are both fair and balanced people. They regularly call out the bovine scatology of both sides, and they regularly defend philosophical opponents when said opponents either have a good point or have been wronged. Jordan Owen and Wooly Bumblebee are both nice people. I am not a nice person. That being said, even though there is little love lost between me, Québec and the bulk of its inhabitants, I am not going to go all Kraut and Tea drama-overdrive and make Québec and the bulk of its inhabitants out to be much bigger turds than they are in real life.
Now, one more thing about Potter. He is a perfessor over at McGill University. He honchoes this "Institute for the Study of Canada" ("There's a fucking surprise!" to quote Vinny from My Cousin Vinny.) Potter's bampot article is not necessarily representative of the quality of McGill, which The Economist notes is also working on a method to have car manufacturers make their own steel in-house. That is a particularly damned good reason why anyone should read The Economist before they read Macleans. This is also why I am whinging that people in Québec and Canada are treating something that appeared in Macleans as if it had anywhere near the merit and gravity of something that appeared in The Economist.