Having Canada for a neighbor is like being in the hospital with the patient in the next bed turning blue and rotting away, right before your eyes. It's a real downer because you've got the same horrible disease that he has, and the heaving boils on his skin might soon pop up on yours.

What is the disease? What is Canada dying of?

It has no name. It is a sickness of the nation's soul, self-induced, nurtured by a perverse spirit. Canada doesn't need a surgeon. She needs an exorcist.

Let's look at the symptoms.

Weeks after student rioters forced the cancellation of Ann Coulter's speech at the University of Ottawa, Canadians are still congratulating themselves for that. Canadian feminist Susan Cole said, "We don't have a First Amendment, we don't have a religion of free speech… Students sign off on all kinds of agreements as to how they'll behave on campus"—apparently they don't have to promise not to riot—"in order to respect diversity, equity, all of the values that Canadians really care about. Those are the things that drive our political culture. Not freedom, not rugged individualism, not free speech. It's different, and for us, it works."

Well, it certainly works for some of "us." If you're a feminist, a Marxist, a Muslim, or a "gay" activist in Canada, you have free speech. If you're not, you don't.

"We don't need no stinkin' freedom!" says the devil that possesses Canada. No one explains how you have any real "diversity" without free speech. But what these people mean by "diversity" is uniformity of thought—uniformity or else.

Denise Cooke-Browne, a former investigator for the Newfoundland "Human Rights" Commission, put it bluntly: "If any Canadian spoke like Ann Coulter, he'd be jailed." Yes—clapped into prison for saying the wrong thing, as defined by the government. Who can understand what one of these fascists means by "human rights"?

Meanwhile, young white Canadians are attending "whiteness workshops" to learn how irredeemably bad they are. National Post reporter Jonathan Kay quoted one of these lost souls:

"Canada is a white supremacist country, so I assume that I'm a racist… It's not about not being racist. Because I am. It's about becoming less racist." [See http://www.nationalpost.com/news/canada/story.html?id=2758198 .]

What do they mean by "racist"? The original sin of being born white! And these poor, demoralized, dispirited, spineless saps bob their cursed Caucasian heads and mutter, "mea culpa, mea culpa!" Hardly a sign of a healthy nation, is it?

Canadian judges, bureaucrats, and "human rights" commissars, as we speak, are trying to eradicate "hate," a basic human emotion inborn in the human heart. Canadian law—if "law" is the right word for such frivolity—defines hatred as "unusually strong and deep-felt emotions"—emotions? They're going to tell you what emotions you can have?—"of detestation, calumny and vilification." Canadian practice defines "haters" exclusively as white and/or Christian. If you are a Muslim in Canada and you shout from the housetops that Jews are vermin who must be killed, you are guaranteed never to be charged with hate speech.

And so it goes. The provincial government of Quebec has defined as its primary mission the abolition of "homophobia" (another emotion, but this one is imaginary). The Canadian Supreme Court defines the federal government's mission, and its own, as "designing society." To that end, "human rights" commissions assign themselves the duty to police the "organizational culture" of a company or an association, right down to the level of "informal social behavior, such as communication, decision-making and interpersonal relationships"—are they kidding?—"which are the evidence of deeply held and largely unconscious"—you're not even consciously aware of all the hate crimes you're committing!—"values, assumptions and behavioral norms" [quotes from the Ontario Human Rights Commission's website].

Wow! What sweeping authority! What truly godlike powers!

Canada is dying—of self-imposed conformity, servility, loss of independent spirit, and a cringing submissiveness to all authority no matter how illogical, whimsical, wicked, or crass that authority might be.

But mostly dead, as Miracle Max would say, is still a little bit alive. Canada is mostly dead, but there is a dedicated life-support team, with many names on its roster, still fighting, still toiling, still plugging away for all they're worth to make Canada get well again. As long as heroes like Ezra Levant, Rev. Steven Boissoin, Mark Steyn, Kathy Shaidle, Robert Jason, Kari Simpson, and many, many others live, Canada cannot quite die. God speed their cause!

The chief symptoms of Canada's national sickness are a government that knows no bounds and a people who are too afraid and too complacent to impose any. If that sounds familiar to Americans, it should. Our case is not as far advanced as Canada's, but it's getting there. Our current federal government has every intention of seeing that it does.

The origin of the disease is rebellion against God, and man's pretensions to replace Him.

The cure is confession of sin, repentance, and a determined change of course.

And it's long overdue.

Copyright by Lee Duigon