Mounted Deporter

"We favour multiculturalism. And what Canadians need to understand, what we understand about multiculturalism, is that people who make the hard decision to leave countries where they've been established for centuries and come here, they first and foremost want to belong to this country. That's why they come. That's why they're here. They also, at the same time, will change our country, and we show through multiculturalism our willingness to accommodate their differences, so they're more comfortable. That's why we're so successful integrating people as a country. I think we're probably the most successful country in the world in that regard." - The Rt Hon. Stephen Harper, 2011 English-language federal leaders debate. -

The globalist-led destruction of our civic and cultural Canadian identity is something we must try to put an end to, or even simply delay. Our government is compromised by people who couldn't care less about what this country was founded on, and it needs to change. Absolutely fucking disgraceful.

“Hello, I’m hoping you can share this information. My daughter was walking with her friend yesterday evening when a dark grey van with 5–6 East Indian men approached them. The men tried to get them into the van, coming up with the sliding door open and yelling. I have some videos, but we are trying to obtain the license plate or have someone identify them. Throughout the incident, they were recording the girls. It happened on a busy road (Rutherford) while it was still light out. The event occurred yesterday at 8 p.m.” - Submitted in the DMs.

As an Anglo-Canadian there is nobody culturally closer to you than a French Canadian. You can go to the U.S. or the UK, and you will doubtless find commonalities and shared experiences. But at the absolute margins, at elite levels of pinpoint proximity, Olivier Tremblay drives on Highway 401 to grab Le Tims. He goes to the gas station or a grocery store to pick up Tylenol on his way to his job as a chartered accountant. On the weekend, he drives an hour out of town to hunt or fish, bringing with him a six pack of Molson, Sleeman, or Moosehead. He’s into hockey, though he roots for a different team. If he’s older, he lives in a suburban detached home, maybe a condo he owns. Maybe he’s got an SKS and a 12 gauge in his basement, and a favourite gravel pit to shoot at sometimes that the cops know about and don’t care, because they take their kids there too. He actually knows who Stan Rogers is, and has tapped his foot and smacked the table at the bar when “Barrett’s Privateers” came on in that old naval town. He knows a First Nations guy who gets people cheap cartons of cigarettes. And just like you, Olivier Tremblay thinks he may have more in common with the French, the way you do with the British and Americans. But when he goes to France, he is shocked to discover that he can’t get basic medicine at a department store or gas station, and that a single aspirin requires going to a doctor. He discovers that, as much as he loves the excellent transit and walkable cities in Montreal, and as impressed as he is by how advanced France’s are, they lean away from cars and detached homes. They don’t own guns because, in the 16th century, the king had to introduce significant gun control because people kept shooting his tax collectors. In fact, they don’t understand how or why you would ever want or need a firearm. They think Olivier is a little crazy. Though he may enjoy soccer, the French don’t care much for hockey, the sport he played growing up on ice and in the street. He meets up with a friend, and they both have the idea to exercise, but Olivier thinks he means lifting weights, while Pierre thinks he means cycling. Actually, Olivier is getting stared at because he’s quite a tall man, quite fair featured compared to most French around, and more robust. Some think he’s working class, because he has visible muscle, despite a comfortable middle class salary in the suburbs of Trois-Rivière. Nobody has more in common with Canadians than Canadians.