We Americans continue to have our heads up our asses. We seem to be obsessively preoccupied with the Mexican border, as if those hungry, tattered, God fearing people knocking at our door, who only want to pick our lettuce and tomatoes and generally make our lives better by cleaning our houses and hotel rooms and cutting our grass pose some kind of threat to our national security and overall well being. What??? They just want to send a few bucks home to their starving families doing the jobs Americans won't touch, and we treat them like shit.
they are beating the drums and celebrating the war that they see as the reason that "We are not Americans". On this day, that I passed up the opportunity to go to the public market with Jackie, opting to attend a commemoration honoring and praising British Major General Robert Ross, the guy whose troops sacked Washington, and did a pretty good job of almost burning down the White House. He was killed in battle a few weeks later, his body was embalmed in a barrel of rum and he was shipped back to Halifax for burial in a crypt like this one. I'm sure he would have preferred his rum employed more tastefully like in a Mojito or maybe a Daiquiri, but c'est la guerre.
Still a British Colony at the time, Canada provided the northern staging ground for the British invasion of the USA, and while the red coats were ultimately unsuccessful, Canada remained Canada, for which they appear to be eternally grateful, and given the present state of affairs in the world and the ugly state of American politics, they are probably justified in feeling that way. But even now, that slumbering giant to the north seems to be using the Old Burial Ground to muster the troops...
But is the CIA on top of this? Given their recent history of ineptitude in dealing with the subtleties international affairs, I doubt it. If you are in the area, don't miss Halifax or the Old Burial Grounds, and if you see something, say something, comme ont dit...
Pablo
