By Nathan Barton
On the 1st of July, I wrote of the 100th Anniversary of the Battle of the Somme, and how it crafted the world in which we live in 2016.
Let me expand on that a bit.
The 1st was also Canada Day, which I grew up knowing as Dominion Day: the Canadian “equal” but not “equivalent” of the Fifty States’ Independence Day. For Canada did not “gain” independence; the day celebrated the creation of the Dominion of Canada, a confederation crafted by British politicians sitting in the Houses of Lords and Commons in London, an ocean away. Today, though far from being the old colony and staunch supporter of Queen and Country that it was (for instance, during WW1 and WW2), Canada is still a country made up of people who were a bit on the pioneering and bold side, but still mostly willing to let someone boss them around. And make sure that those of their number and in their society who did NOT want to be bossed around were dealt with, whether it was Louis Riel or the brave men of the Newfoundland Regiment and Division or those who sought more liberty and so moved south.
It is no surprise today that Canada is considered a “wimpy” version of what the Fifty States once were. The Canadian national character is not built on the bravery of the Metis of Riel’s Rebellions, or the bravery of Upper Canadians defending themselves against American invasion in 1812, or the sacrifice of brave men at Vimy Ridge or Dieppe or Caen. Rather it is built on the characters of those who did NOT fight, but rather fled (or even cowered) as those brave went forth and died for the lies that they were told, and for leaders who deserved no honor and no respect.
Which makes Canada Day almost as much a mockery as the Fifty States’ Independence Day.
As I am always wont to point out, the REAL Independence Day was the 2nd of July of 1776, when the Declaration was actually voted on and passed. The historical bumbling which led to the Fourth of July (and yes, dear children, both England AND Canada have a 4th of July, and a 5th and so on) is one of those disgusting things that just happen.
But whether it is the 2nd or the 4th, to celebrate Independence Day now IS a mockery: we have, as a people, as a society, as a culture, sold that independence, that freedom, that liberty, for even less than Esau’s bowl of porridge. We have, as have Her Majesty’s subjects in the UK (and Canada and Australia and elsewhere), traded our liberty for a bogus security. American politicians and bureaucrats today do things that all but the very worst of King George III’s minions would have killed themselves rather than do. (Tarleton is one that comes to mind.) And security? Rather than having London arm the “savages,” we have DC arming the monsters who make barbarians and tribesmen of the past very tame by comparison. The taxes, the regulations, the prohibitions, the constant meddling of bureaucrats at every level and in every aspect of life is far more comparable to life under Mussolini and Hitler than under George III.
As someone has pointed out, the true way to “celebrate” the Fourth of July is to rend our clothing, pour ashes over our heads, and fast in deepest humiliation with much prayer and contemplation of what a evil lassitude we have enjoyed to thus watch our liberty slip away – or worse, give it away.
Every news story about “repealing” the various Articles of the Bill of Rights, about enslaving our neighbor (whether doctor or farmer or capitalist), about “defending freedom” by killing everyone in yet another wedding party or town council meeting with a drone with a Stars and Stripes on it, should remind us that the liberty, the freedom, and the independence once celebrated on the Fourth of July is nothing but a distant and bitter memory.