Negativity is a much maligned quality. From mom's " if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything" stance, through to the assorted election campaigns gone bad because- we are assured by the winners- they "went negative," naysaying has taken its share of hits.
This undeserved denigration has been especially exploited in the last decade and a half by political correctness-- otherwise known as liberalism-- which has done its damnedest to camo every negative as a positive.
Examples are numerous, but the general inclinations for PC-speak are the same. They may be to spare someone's feelings (e.g.,
she has incontinence issues; not,
she shites her diapers hourly). They may be to advance a cause (e.g.,
lucky Luc has two mommies; not,
poor Luc is being raised by a couple of lesbians). They may merely be cowardly-- to avoid a confrontation (e.g.,
Quebec is a distinct society; not Quebec is a basket case).
In Canada, along with the "First Nations People" (nee Indians), Quebec has been the standard beneficiary of political correctness. For about 40 years now, the mainstream media, politicians, and the judiciary have fallen all over themselves in a group indulgence of
la belle pain dans le butt. It has become not just wrong, but bigoted to criticize a province that consistently elects governments & trade unions that take it down the road to what, in any real world, would be referred to as ruin.
With a provincial debt of over $100 billion, an unemployment rate close to 10%, the highest damn income taxes in North America, an addiction to social programs that far exceeds its means, a morbidly obese civil service, an ongoing exodus of the young and talented, and a pig-headed insistence on restricting its citizens to a language that otherwise would have disappeared from the continent years ago, Quebec should have succeeded Newfoundland as the butt of our national jokes.
There was a lot of blather in the press tied to the 10th anniversary of the Oct. 30, 1995, Quebec referendum in which separatism, or at least "sovereignty-association," was avoided by less than one per cent of the vote: near disaster averted, separatist sentiments on the rebound, how clear is the clarity bill, blah,blah,blah. The blather was followed by the release of part one of the Gomery report, which reiterated and encapsulated what we had learned during the Gomery inquiry: Liberals spending money on their pimps in Quebec under the pretext of warding off separitism; Gomery revelations hurting the federalist cause in Quebec. Ho-hum. :
Who needs such negativity? Like a loud fart at a cocktail party, Quebec's many manifestos have raised a few eyebrows, but will doubtless be lost to the inevitability of Quebec's decline.
Quebec is a nice place to visit, but it is a foreign country-- as anyone who has crossed the border from Ontario can attest, and as more than half of the Francophonie keep on trying to drum into our thick skulls.
In 1995 and the years after, hundreds of millions of our dollars were spent on waving the Maple Leaf in a province that laughs with Gallic disdain at such glee-club antics. The sponsorship scandal and its corruption only validated the disdain, and will be exploited by the PQ and the Bloc to virtually erase Liberals from the province's next election.
It is time for the opposition leaders to stop trying to learn French and to stop pretending. It is time to admit the emperor has no clothes. It is time to cut-away the political correctness and embrace the negative reality. It is time to wish Quebec
au revoir,
bon voyage and
bonne chance.
Just my two cents on the upcoming election.