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On Canadian Values
On Canadian Values
Therefore, it falls to us, we, you and me, the citizens and residents of Canada, to
think about what we value most, and to define for ourselves (to the extent that this is
even possible) what our common Canadian values really are. Who knows, perhaps
if we all get together on this, our leaders might listen. What follows is my own
humble attempt, offered here for your reading pleasure, in no particular order.
Courage
Canadians are not a timid people. From the very first inhabitants, surviving in an
extremely unforgiving environment while the glaciers slowly receded, to the pioneers
who left behind all that was familiar to carve out a new life in a new land, our history
is replete with examples of courageous people. A large part of our national
reputation has been built by the bravery and selflessness of our men and women in
uniform, especially in the great conflicts and peacekeeping missions of the last
century. (I like to think that, at our best, we Canadians honour our veterans and war
dead with great reverence, sorrow and respect, but without the glorification of war
itself that is seen in more belligerent nations.)
That’s the other thing about the Canadian variety of courage: we don’t feel the need
for bluster and braggadocio and flag-waving. We just calmly carry out the task at
hand, no matter how daunting, and move on. Courage also means determinedly
carrying on, even in the absence of hope.
Public broadcasting
Yes, the CBC. Thinking back, it is very hard to imagine growing up without Peter
Gzowski’s conversational explorations of ordinary life in every corner of Canada, or
As It Happensbringing the world into the cab of my tractor, or Lister Sinclair
stretching my mind with new Ideas. Country Canada, Science Magazine a nd Quirks
and Quarksinspired curiosity, while Ryan’s Fancy, theIrish Rovers a nd Finkleman’s
45sinstilled a love of music. The Morning Editionand Radio Noonkept me in touch
with my own province, in a way that no other media outlet ever would. Public
broadcasting has undoubtedly contributed more to building our nation than has any
other institution, organization or political party.
The thing is, and this is very important: the CBC belongs to us, the people of
Canada. It gives us our own voice, and the opportunity to understand ourselves,
our country, the world and the universe beyond. It informs us far beyond the
headlines-as-entertainment “news” that other broadcasters dish out. It tells us things
we need to hear, as unpopular as that sometimes is.
Does it fail, at times, by straying from the high standards of journalism that we should
rightly expect? Of course it does, and we should then hold it accountable. Should
it be scrapped, as some suggest, in favour of privately-owned media and the
dysfunctional bazaar that is the internet? That, say I, would be great folly and a
national tragedy.
The Canoe
What could possibly be more iconically Canadian than the humble canoe? Invented
and perfected by the First Peoples, the canoe served as the primary means of
transportation in the age of exploration and the fur trade. Think of just about any
place in Canada that is close to a river or lake, and chances are good that it was
named by someone who arrived there by canoe. This ancient means of travel
remains popular to this day, and the prospect of a wilderness river trip fires the
imagination. As skis are to Norway, so the canoe is to Canada. Bill Mason is (or
should be) a household name, and his Path of the Paddle as much a staple as is
Anne of Green Gables. (Canadian wisdom: “Never marry someone you haven’t
canoed with”.)
Wilderness
The Canadian psyche is immersed in the idea of wilderness, of wildness, and of a
harsh climate. “My country is not a country, it is winter”, and, “There was a time in
this fair land... when the green dark forest was too silent to be real”, sang two of our
greatest poets. Our literature is laced with images of the wild, our greatest works of
art evoke vast and lonely landscapes. Every Canadian should have, at least once in
their lives, the experience of nature at its most remote, quiet, dark, trackless
untrampledness (preferably having been transported there by canoe, horse, bush
plane or dogsled). For that to be possible, wilderness must actually exist. We still
have some, let’s not squander it.