People love to love Canada, it’s some kind of weird super power. We can get away with the worst shit and the world just sees maple syrup and hockey. And then Canadians bask in that false reflected glow, and start to think that’s what they’re really like.
People love to love Canada, it’s some kind of weird super power. We can get away with the worst shit and the world just sees maple syrup and hockey. And then Canadians bask in that false reflected glow, and start to think that’s what they’re really like.
It helps that your downstairs neighbors are loudly worse. It draws attention away from your crimes.