| Dear
Unknown Soldier:
Welcome back. It has taken you a long
time to get here and those who have been
to the wars have to blink back a tear at
the thought of your coming home. For
your war, which was to have been the war
to end all wars, was the worst war of
all. You probably struggled through the
mud many times, wondering whether the
brass-hats had gone mad in ordering you
forward.
If you could open your eyes today,
though, your disbelief might be even
greater. They have put you in a good
place in Ottawa, but it is not the
Ottawa you may have known, either
topographically or temperamentally. Sam
Hughes, the general and defence minister
of your years, was said to be off his
rocker. But he was sanity in excelsis
compared with those who rule us now.
You may have come from Toronto. If
you did I wish I could take you for a
walk through that city, which in your
day was the Queen City of what was known
as English Canada. It is that no longer,
the politicians who congregate in the
Parliament Buildings near you having
decided, with the playwright, that they
would like to "dismiss this people
and elect another." As a Jewish
minister for multiculturalism. once told
me, "You can forget the Canada of
1945, we're making a new Canada."
Multiculturalism is a new word for
you. What it means is that on that walk
we cannot take, you might think we were
in Somalia, the Caribbean, India or
China. It's much the same everywhere
else. Here in British Columbia,
immigration has made the name of the
province a joke. To crown the joke, we
have a Sikh premier. In Ottawa we have a
Governor Generaless who hails from Hong
Kong. We also have something called
bilingualism. It is untrue to say that
everything changes and everything
remains the same.
It's good that you cannot speak,
because if you did your opinions would
probably be damned as "racist"
and instead of lying in state in the
Parliament Buildings you would have been
hauled before the Canadian Human Rights
Commission.That too is something new:
tyranny in the name of freedom. In this
New Canada it is dangerous to give vent
to views to which some people object.
You can be fined for hurting someone's
feelings. |
You
would blink in astonishment, too, at the
thought that a regiment could be
disbanded when a few of its members did
the wrong thing in Somalia or some
place. Wrong things sometimes happened
on the Western Front, as you know, but
no battalions were were ever disbanded.
They just had to go on struggling
through the mud.These days, the rules
are set by the weak, the wimps and the
demented.
This letter may be "hate
literature," another new thing to
you. You may have hated the Germans when
you were fighting them, but in the Year
of Our Lord 2000, all hating is out,
unless you are hating
"racists." So is the Lord.The
Christian Cross has been thrown out of
public buildings and prayers have been
thrown out of most schools, just as
Canadian history has been amended to
satisfy the New Canada. All this would
be very confusing to you -- far more
confusing than Flanders Fields.
You would not believe, I am sure,
that 100,000 babies a year are being
flushed down the drain.That's more than
were killed in many of the battles you
fought.You would also be amazed that we
have handed over our political fate to a
bunch of social engineers in Ottawa
known as the Supreme Court of Canada.
They are our real rulers, and rule in
favor of sodomy. Soon, men will be able
to marry one another. What would you and
your comrades have thought of that?
It's a pity you cannot see the flag
they draped over your coffin. You knew
the Union Jack and the Red Ensign. But
they were torn up years ago. It won't be
long, either, before the same thing is
done to the Queen and to the
constitutional monarchy. It's a wonder
we still have the "royal" in
the RCMP, attempts having been made to
remove it. It disappeared years ago from
the Royal Mails.
Dear Unknown Soldier, I cannot speak
for you and you cannot speak for
yourself. If you could, you might ask
them to take you back to France,
today’s Canada being every bit as
foreign to you as the country in which
you lay for over 80 years.
Given a choice, would you fight for
the New Canada?
Yours in sorrow and respect,
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