Oh Canada

So glad saner minds prevailed.

So glad saner minds prevailed.

I’m going to stray slightly from my usual reading, writing, play-going theme to the topic of visual imagery (I say slightly because it is a way of communicating after all). I’m prompted to do this by the Canadian flag. I recently saw it plastered all over a Second Cup (a Canadian coffee franchise) in Dubai, feature on the door of a bathware shop in Istanbul (Canadian owned), and on the door of a pension in Tuscany (ownership unknown). It may be that I, as a Canadian, am particularly attuned to my flag. Traveling Swiss perhaps notice their flag just as often. But I am, for the purposes of blogging, going to assume that away. Rather, perhaps all this flag-waving is because Canadians, likely being no more patriotic that most, have a way cooler flag than most: a simple, elegant, recognizable design, free of the burden of historical references. This then generates a self-enforcing circularity: because we have such a great flag, we want to display it, which then makes us feel that much better about our home and native land, which makes us want to display our flag. Those politicians back in 1965 were onto something.

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