A couple days ago, a friend of mine and I came up with a simply brilliant idea. If you’ve ever been or lived in the western half of the country, you’re probably quite familiar with Cinco de Mayo, a celebration of Mexican pride that is somewhat synonymous to Texas’ odd fascination with The Alamo. The basic premise is similar to St. Patrick’s Day - it’s a good excuse for a lot of drinking, a lot of Mexican cultural pride, and some strange music. Trouble is, for some Mexicans, cultural pride doesn’t begin or end on May 5th - on the contrary, some of them will raise Mexican flags and such.

What’s the problem? It’s a free country. They’re allowed to do what they want, right? Absolutely, and I have zero desire in interfering in their exercise of their right to free speech. That said, this is America, and if Mexico was really worth celebrating, why did you move here?

So, without further ado, the idea…

My friend and I have decided that it’s high time for me to celebrate my Canadian heritage. This may come as a shock to those of you (all two of you that read this blog, including me), but my father’s side of the family immigrated into the US from Canada. This can be proven by the existence of such family landmarks as Port Colborne, among other things. So, to honor that, I’m going to learn all about my Canadian heritage and celebrate it the same way some Mexicans celebrate their heritage. I’m going to use Victoria Day as an excuse to get drunk, sing “Oh, Canada!”, and bust out a big Canadian flag. I’m going to learn about hockey. I will possess a basic knowledge and understanding of curling. I will even learn how to eat like a Canadian.

(By the way… is there anything Wikipedia does NOT have? They actually have a section on Canadian FOOD? Amazing!)

Yes, folks… for one year, starting next year, this Presidential candidate will flaunt his Canadian-ness with pride!

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