Rail lines blocked. A provincial legislature shut down. The nation’s economy crippled. Mob rule crowding out the rule of law.
Like many Canadians, I’m aghast at what is happening to our country.
Never have we been so fractured.
Never has our federation been at greater risk of coming apart.
Province is set against province, industry against industry, citizen against citizen.
Even before the current brouhaha over B.C.’s Coastal GasLink project, Canada was battling unprecedented division.
The cracks that appeared soon after Justin Trudeau was elected prime minister in 2015 have widened steadily into yawning chasms, notwithstanding Mr. Trudeau’s fulsome pledges of sunny ways and healing reconciliation.
Last October, inconceivably, Mr. Trudeau was rewarded for four years of dithering, divisive, corrupt non-leadership with a second term in office, thanks largely to the voters of the Greater Toronto area, aided by a hefty boost of political interference from Barack Obama and the Greta Thunberg propaganda machine. (Maybe the GTA could become a country unto itself and let the rest of us get on properly with our business. I dare to dream.)
Canadians are now reaping the full harvest of what Mr. Trudeau has sown.
Today—thanks to his incessant, inept, virtue-signaling twaddle—we have reached rock-bottom.
Not only is the country in unprecedented turmoil, but the very individuals at the core of the prime minister’s most high-minded blatherings on “reconciliation”—our indigenous people—are themselves bitterly divided.
The sun is not sunny, as Dr. Seuss would say.
Canada was once globally admired—envied, even—for our collaborative spirit, for our stupendous resources, for our matchless resourcefulness.
Now we’ve become the laughingstock of the world.
Now we dance like tortured marionettes to the perpetual, unhappy tune played by a motley collection of ignorant, crazed “progressives” and foreign-funded “eco-warriors”.
After five years (!) of consultation, all twenty of the First Nations band councils situated along the Coastal GasLink right-of-way—all twenty of which were duly elected—jointly signed an agreement to green-light the project, which will carry natural gas from Dawson Creek to Kitimat for liquefaction and supply desperately needed jobs to their people.
It was democratic. It was unanimous.
But a handful of unelected Wet’suwet’en “hereditary chiefs” weren’t cool with Canadian democracy.
They decided to bring the country to its knees, in open defiance of our laws and backed by all manner of miscreants—all of them grossly misinformed, scores of them non-Indigenous, and many of them backed and organized by foreign interests.
Ellis Ross, who served for fourteen years on one of the 20 elected band councils that signed the Coastal GasLink accord and who is now the Liberal MLA for Skeena, B.C., had this to say about the protesters:
“There’s a lot of people that aren’t from these communities, that aren’t Aboriginal, that are saying hereditary leadership has full authority, and they’re not doing it based on any facts. It would be like me saying that the elected leadership of B.C. and Canada has no authority, and it’s the Queen who has all authority. That would be a very destabilizing remark to make. It’s a very irresponsible remark to make.”
Which is understating it by a wide margin. This nonsense has hurtled past “destabilizing”, far beyond “irresponsible”, and deep into the domain of lunacy.
The hereditary chiefs and their cabal of rabble-rousers ignited this bonfire knowing full well they would get away with it, so fertile has the soil—created and tilled by the Liberals—become for anarchy to take root.
Witness the “solution” to the present crisis proffered by the federal brain-trust. In a word: dialogue.
You read that right. Not law enforcement. Dialogue.
It escapes the Liberal luminaries, apparently, that productive dialogue demands thoughtful exchange of ideas, based on actual facts.
One could mine—to the depths of China—the collective intellect of the horde of hoodlums swarming our railways and chaining themselves to police cars across Canada and discover not a single, spidery vein of thoughtfulness, not a solitary nugget of factfulness.
Derek Burney, former U.S. Ambassador and former chief of staff to Brian Mulroney, got it exactly right in the National Post yesterday:
“Dialogue is no prescription for those who refuse to listen because they believe themselves to be custodians of the only truth. They break the laws of the land with abandon, certain that they will face no consequences.”
“Lawlessness is lawlessness,” former American Supreme Court Justice Thurgood Marshall once noted. “Anarchy is anarchy is anarchy. Neither race nor color nor frustration is an excuse for either lawlessness or anarchy.”
Because anarchy is cancerous to democratic rule.
In the practice of medicine, when we’re confronted with cancer, we don’t do “dialogue”.
We don’t try to make nice with malignant invaders. We don’t negotiate with them, we don’t reason with them, we don’t appease them.
We go after the bastards with everything we’ve got. And we hurry up about it, too, before they metastasize to the point that recovery is impossible.
That’s the approach we need in Canada today. That—not limp and endless “dialogue”— is the only sensible way forward. We shouldn’t negotiate with terrorists.
We need the police to do their jobs, backed by the unequivocal support of our governments—backed by the military if necessary.
This toxic, nation-destroying madness must end.
To make that happen we need leadership with backbone.
But Justin Trudeau’s limp performance has not been reassuring: there’s nary a vertebra in sight.
“People are troubled,” he began his statement in the House of Commons this morning, before disgorging his trademark collection of empty platitudes—a word salad of “dialogue”, “collaboration”, “mutual respect” and “reconciliation”. Not a single reference to anyone actually breaking the law.
It was, as Andrew Scheer put it, “the weakest response to a national crisis in Canadian history.”
Let me point out for Mr. Trudeau exactly who is “troubled”: the thousands of Canadians who can’t properly conduct their business; the 83,000 Canadians whose travel plans have been unceremoniously canceled; the hard-working Canadians laid off by CN because the company can’t operate—all thanks to the criminals blocking the nation’s railways without repercussion.
It’s not just beleaguered CN workers who may soon have trouble putting food on the table. Strangled supply lines threaten to leave store shelves bare: each day the blockades continue, more than $850 million worth of groceries and manufactured goods sit idle in rail-yards.
“We’re a country of the rule of law,” Mr. Trudeau said on Monday, “And we need to make sure those rules are followed.”
Why, then, is he doing absolutely nothing to ensure that the rules are followed?
Chris Selley, in the National Post: “Unless someone in power does something unusually bold and concrete in the very near future… we are well on the way as a country to being terminally screwed.”
That “someone” won’t be Justin Trudeau, it’s becoming abundantly clear.
If he won’t lead—if he can’t lead—then we must demand, for the sake of our country, that he make way for someone who will and who can.
We can’t delay any longer.
This isn’t just about shortages of groceries, propane, drinking water, and other essentials; or about the grievous damage to Canadian businesses; or about the ruination of the investment climate (if we capitulate to these criminals, it’ll be a cold day in hell before a single foreign investment dollar finds its way back to Canada).
This is also about our kids.
What are we teaching them about democracy, about the rule of law? That the laws are for some, but not for others? That we get to pick and choose? That anarchy carries the day?
Canada had better wake up, hold Justin Trudeau’s feet to the fire, and demand action—or demand his resignation.
Before the country is indeed terminally screwed.