It’s March Break and I’m catching up on my reading. Between finishing installments in the Harry Potter series, I’ve been working my way through back issues of The Walrus.
There’s a lot of interesting reading in there but one article that struck a pretty deep chord was Erna Paris’ The New Solitudes which is available online (and makes me wonder why I subscribe to the print edition at all!).
Paris hits on something I’ve been wondering and worrying about for some time now. I’ve written about it here before, and I’ll continue to lament, I’m sure, until things improve. It’s the idea that Canada’s values are eroding, or, at least, changing. It’s the notion that instead of the two solitudes in Canada being the English and the French we are quickly becoming a nation not of two different languages but of two very different sets of values or identities, and they seem at odds with one another.
Let me explain.





