Canadian Inventions — Radio

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Glenn Gould: Canadian

“Bach Piano Concerto No.7 in G minor BW”
…for my friend Sisyphus and her sore brain.

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In 1906 A Canadian Inventor Stepped Up To The Mic…

…and became the first person to transmit his voice via electromagnetic waves. On Christmas Eve, 1906, Reginald Fessenden — born near Montreal — made the first radio broadcast in history. Radio operators on ships in the Atlantic and Caribbean became the first people to hear a human voice emitting from equipment specially fitted to receive the broadcast. These radio operators and their Captains heard Fessenden speak for a few moments, then he played a record, and finally played “O Holy Night” on his violin, singing the last verse as he played. Fessenden then asked his listeners to send letters telling him where they were when they heard the broadcast… making him the first in a long line of night-time Radio Disc Jockey’s to wonder aloud “is anyone out there?”

There is a lot of confusion regarding how certain inventions come aboot. The Light Bulb was invented, for example, by James Woodward — a Canadian who, several years later, sold the patent to Thomas Edison. The alkaline and Lithium batteries were also invented by a Canadian, and credit again was given to Edison. It has also been assumed that because Guglielmo Marconi managed to send a few beeps and boops to and from a transmitter that he invented radio. He didn’t. This gets a little more complicated because Marconi did his beep boop thing in Canada, and his experiments were mostly paid for by the Canadian government, while the majority of Fessenden’s work was done privately in America. This has long been a problem with the Canadian Government… we rarely trust our own until they’ve become successful elsewhere, meanwhile any old European Fascist can use their accent to get a taxpayer grant.

Marconi later won, along with Karl Ferdinand, the 1909 Nobel Prize in Physics “[for]their contributions to the development of wireless telegraphy”. But it was Fessenden, again, who invented wireless telegraphy back in 1900. In fact almost all of Marconi’s work, especially the work which won him a Nobel Prize, was based on Fessenden’s inventions. When he was a child Fessenden had watched Alexander Graham Bell — a fellow Canadian (kind of) — give a demonstration on how to use the telephone. Two decades later, in 1900, near Virginia, Fessenden transmitted the world’s first wireless telephone message using Wireless Telegraphy: “One, two, three, four. Is it snowing where you are Mr. Thiessen? If it is, telegraph back and let me know.”

In the end, though, it was Marconi who got rich by being a better businessman and self-promoter… he was also great friends and a dinner companion with Italian Premier Benito Mussolini, but this seems to get left out of the school textbooks. Ahem. Anyway. Reginald Fessenden went on to improve the Light Bulb, work later credited to Thomas Edison. Fucking Edison. Fessenden won the Scientific American’s Gold Medal in 1929 for the Fathometer, a device which could determine the depth of water under a ship’s hull. Eventually Fessenden held 500 patents, including the invention of the turbo-electric drive for ships, insulating electrical tape and many other underwater wireless communication devices including “the first practical man-made sonar oscillator”, which allows for ship to submarine communications. And what else did Marconi do? Oh yeah, he had some pleasant dinner conversation with Mussolini. Because they were both fascists… and good friends.

Reginald Fessenden, the man who invented three forms of wireless communications, died mostly in obscurity in Bermuda. The Canadian Encyclopedia still does not recognize his work and when American science texts mention his work they usually refer to him as the “American Marconi.” When he died his patents had all been sold by his much richer investors to large American companies, although he had recouped some money through several lengthy lawsuits. Reginald Aubrey Fessenden was born October 6, 1866, in Sherbrooke, Quebec, and died July 22, 1932. According to Wikipedia “three of his most notable achievements include: the first audio transmission by radio (1900), the first two-way transatlantic radio transmission (1906), and the first radio broadcast of entertainment and music (1906).” Those are some spectacular achievements… someone should tell those Nobel people.

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Canadian Movies You Need To See That Don’t Suck — Phil The Alien

April Wine: Canadian

Sign Of A Gypsy Queen”; ‘Nature Of The Beast‘ (1981)


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A NonSucking Canadian Movie You Need To See…

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Phil The Alien (Comedy — 2004)…
a movie aboot a beaver, an alcoholic shape shifting alien, his band and Jesus.

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My grandfather built dams for forty years… in fact he built most of Canada’s mega-projects between 1960 and 1985. He was the project manager or engineer for projects like Churchill Falls, Rogers Pass (the longest railway tunnel in the western hemisphere) and the Louis-Hippolyte Lafontaine (Boucherville) Tunnel. He also consulted on dams and other projects built in Sri Lanka, Nepal and Algeria. On one of his projects a mountain was in his way so he filled it with dynamite and made it disappear into a mushroom cloud (it’s one of my favourite photos). He is the only non-Architect to have his work become a part of the Canadian Centre for Architecture. His daughter, my mother and an Historian, is in the process of having a beaver added to our family crest. All of which is ironic considering what my grandfather did to the beaver which built a dam on the river feeding the lake he had his cottage on. It may have taken two attempts but I’m pretty sure that beaver is still in orbit. Beavers are strange and very resilient, animals. They’re also very large. Surprisingly large. Especially at 2am on a dark street in Ottawa when you’re walking home listening to White Zombie at maximum volume on your Walkman. They’re actually large enough that when you first see one on a dark street in Ottawa you’ll think “Holy shit, look at that massive dog… wait… dogs with a hump that bad in their spine would be incapable of walking around dark streets just west of downtown Ottawa.” Then your next thought would be “Holy fuck… is that a fucking wolverine? Having never seen one outside of a comic book it may very well be a wolverine. Tonight,” you’ll think “may be the night I die of a wolverine attack. How fucked is this?” But then the hairy beast will freeze and lift its huge flat tail and slap it on the asphalt with a sound which will barely register over “More Human Than Human” — which would actually make it very loud — and it will give you a vital clue as to what this weird little beast thing is. “Holy Jeezus Fuck…” you’ll say out loud in shock and disbelief, “that’s a fucking beaver.” At least that’s what I said… after 2am just west of Ottawa’s downtown while walking to my apartment in Hull, Quebec. They say an adult beaver can grow to be four feet long and apparently they can’t see very far. They’re mostly right. It was spring and it had been raining for days and the Ottawa River was running fast and high, which might explain why this massive wannabe jacket was actually waddling in the direction of Ottawa’s Little Italy. But it had caught my scent (or heard Rob Zombie) and was now rearing back on its hind legs and I swear to Christ that big-tooth bastard was up to my chin and pissed off enough that it was chattering those humongous teeth at me with those little front claws clasping and unclasping the air like it was trying to decide whether to leap for my neck or draw a pistol. You haven’t felt fear until you’ve stared into the blank brown eyes of a chattering beaver. Actually at this point I was kind of laughing. Pissed off or not it was just a freaking beaver. So I did my best to herd it back towards the river and away from Ottawa’s Italian community. It took aboot an hour — beaver do not move very fast even when pissed off — but I walked the confused beaver back to the calm water of the Lebreton Flats Canal. Once across the bridge and into Hull I found another confused beaver trying to chew through a chain link fence at the EB Eddy plant. But it was late and I was too tired to play with beaver anymore.

“And who doesn’t love Candy?”… asked the clinically depressed hunter. “My parents.” replied the prostitute. “Phil The Alien” is a perfect example of why the Canadian movie system sucks. Phil The Alien has an excellent cast, first time director Rob Stefaniuk does a great job with his zero budget, and he has written one of the funniest pure-Canadian humour movies ever put on screen. But there are two problems with Phil The Alien…
1) the pre-production budget. Stefaniuk had to take the main role because he couldn’t afford a leading actor. Very few Canadian movies can raise enough money during pre-production to sustain a movie through to the end. So Rob became “Phil” and a stuffed toy became “The Beaver”, Phil’s best friend. The two special effects were not bad in an Apple iMovie kind of way, but the “ray-guns” were toys. Literally.
2) the distribution. English-speaking Canadian movies are not distributed to English-speaking Canadian theatres so much as left at their door where they may be picked up and adopted by a kindhearted manager who may play the movie for a few days but, really, he has so many better paying movies which have all sorts of pre-production money and who can afford to have their characters carrying real guns with real blanks and not cap-guns. If you want to learn more aboot why Canada’s movie industry mostly sucks I wrote all aboot this a while back in: Five Essential Facts Aboot Canadian Movies.

Phil The Alien definitely does not suck… basically the movie is a riff on the classic Walter Tevis novel “The Man Who Fell To Earth”. Phil — not his real name — is a shapeshifting alien who can move stuff with his mind and levitate who survives a spaceship crash which kills his father. He’s found by a (roughly) 15-year old kid who offers Phil medicine in the form of whiskey. A bewildered and drunk Phil is then chased out into the wilderness of semi-Northern Ontario by the kids clinically depressed father, and is taken in by a beaver who may or may not be an assassin contracted by a super-secret American agency. Eventually Phil finds God in a jailhouse conversion, sobers up and heads out on the road with his rock band. In between Phil crash landing and his escaping Earth this movie has some of the funniest moments and lines in Canadian cinema and definitely the coolest moment involving a song by Rush. The stunning Nicole DeBoer plays a Quebecois assassin with a Parisian accent while Joe Flaherty — one of the original SCTV group — voices “The Beaver” and the great Graham Greene plays Wolf the bartender. There are a couple of scenes involving the leader of the super-secret American force of baddies that suck pretty hard, but the scene where two puppies get killed with a cheese-grater more than makes up for any minimal suckage. Overall I think the moral is “alcohol is your friend, but never trust a beaver… especially the talking ones carrying sniper rifles”

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Phil The Alien: Canadian Movie

Phil The Alien Trailer (2004)
Directed by Rob Stefaniuk
Starring Rob Stefaniuk (Phil), Nicole DeBoer (Madame Madame)
and Joe Flaherty as “The Beaver”

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Canadian Movies You Need To See That Don’t Suck — FUBAR

Rush: Canadian

“YYZ”; ‘Moving Pictures‘ (1997) [Live In Brazil]

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A Non-Sucking Canadian Movie You Need To See…

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FUBAR (Comedy — 2002)…
a movie aboot mullets, beer, heavy metal, Canadians and a cancerous right nut.

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Fuckin’ eh, just give’r boys… holy good keerist did I have a mullet back in the day. Long in the back? Four inches past the shoulder blades. Short in the front? Right up to the hair-line. Black jeans, thick clunky white running shoes, a Guns n’ Roses Tour shirt and a bulky army surplus jacket in which I could hide ten bottles of beer. That was my uniform back in the mid to late 1980’s.

Every weekend was a 14-hour Risk marathon where you brought your own two-four and everybody pitched in for a couple ounces of weed or maybe a few chunks of hash. Halfway through the weekend we’d make a drunken midnight border run into Quebec for more beer and munchies using the country backroads in my friends busted station wagon.

Sometimes ten of us stuffed into the wagon bouncing around and hitting the ceiling as we skipped from one pothole to the next then to the next and then that one and that huge one just near the blind switchback curve that never made any sense at all — how fucking drunk were those road builders anyway? Aboot as drunk as us.

Always the same jokes then back to the farm house where we’d call our friend the Big Shot Montreal Radio DJ and request Blue Oyster Cult or Led Zeppelin or Big Country and get a charge when he’d mention our names over the stereo with the oversized speakers.

Then it’d be time to take out the guns and start doing some midnight barn hunting. Shotguns, rifles,pistols, a sawed off 410 shotgun with a two foot-long muzzle flash, a .375, a 10 and two 12 Gauge shotguns… line up the empties and give’r. Sometimes we’d take the tractors — a little Massey, a big John Deere and a tiny John Deere riding mower — and tear around in the fields.

A few nights we even took them out onto the highway for some tractor-on-tractor drag racing. Usually by the end of these constantly consistent weekends we were drinking Coke mixed with Folgers coffee crystals and scrounging in the freezers and cupboards for tins of beans in tomato sauce or smoked kippers, scraping the coffee table for the last ghost remnants of hash or going back into the ashtrays looking for roaches. I was a teenage headbanger, a hoser and I did my best to give’r every weekend.

Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition… FUBAR the movie was filmed in and around Calgary, Alberta and cost aboot as much as the filmmakers could get out of their VISA accounts and maybe whatever mom and dad would kick in… like the occasional meal or floor to sleep on.

FUBAR debuted at the Sundance Film Festival in the ‘Park City at Midnight’ category to rave reviews. The Hollywood Reporter called FUBAR “One of the top 10 movies to watch” and The National Post proclaimed it “An overnight cult classic”.

There are these two headbanging hosers with giant mullets who grew up together. They’re best friends. They shotgun beer together, they’ve got a band and this third guy show up and wants to make a documentary aboot “the average man”. So they agree and everyone becomes famous. It’s actually aboot these two comedians who came up with “hoser characters” based on people they knew “back in the day”.

It’s amockumentary‘ that people on the street mistake for a real documentary, at which point they then react in bizarre and funny ways. Sound familiar? Sound like maybe some British dude’s movie aboot America and Kazakhstan? Of course both are riffs on Spinal Tap… but still.

The reactions from the people who the filmmakers find along the way are hilarious and disturbing. There’s also a cancerous right ball and a totally unexpected and weird death scene with a bizarre wake and funeral.

FUBAR definitely does not suck, it’s soundtrack includes AC/DC, Iron Maiden, The New Pornographers and SUM 41, and it’s definitely worth seeing if only to get a glimpse into the wacked and wacky world of the Canadian headbanger. But also if you want to piss youself laughing… at people like the teenaged me. Which, really, when I think aboot it, probably isn’t that cool for you to be doing. Fuck you’re an asshole. FUBAR’s also a really good tutorial on how to properly shotgun a beer. Wanna shoot a couple with me? See? I can only stay mad for so long. Beer makes friends.

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FUBAR: Canadian Movie

FUBAR Trailer (2002)
Directed by Michael Dowse
Starring David Lawrence (Terry) and Paul Spence (Dean)

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Canada: How Global Warming Will Affect The National Hockey League


Stompin Tom Connors: Canadian

“The Hockey Song”; ‘Stompin’ Tom and the Hockey Song’ (1973)
Even Stompin’ Tom’s Taking For The Habs Now…


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There Has Been A Tradition For Forty-Years…

…in Canada where we welcome the spring when the Maple Leafs are out. Every year since 1967 the Toronto Maple Leafs — of the National Hockey League — either fail to qualify or are out of the playoffs by mid-March or early April. This year the Leafs were out in April, a little later than some years but still worth the wait. Obviously, with Global Warming, the Leafs will be out much earlier in coming years. So next year expect the Maple Leafs to be out in February, in 2009 they’ll probably be out around Christmas… somewhere even the drowning polar bears are weeping for Leaf Fans.

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Another Fifty-One Canadian Soldiers Killed Protecting Europe OR Europe’s Gift That Keeps On Giving

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Six Canadian Soldiers Died On Easter Sunday…

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…when their LAV 3 rolled over a pressure-triggered “IED” while escorting a convoy in the Kandahar region of Afghanistan. Canada has had 2500 troops in Afghanistan since 2002. What takes this tragedy into the realm of irony is the explosion occurred while Canada was marking one of the worlds greatest military victories. Both events — the ongoing war in Afghanistan and the turning point of World War One at Vimy Ridge where Canadian soldiers broke the German line 90 years ago — are connected in a straight line by European hubris and imperialism from Sarajevo to Kandahar. From 64,000 Canadians dying in France to end WWOne to fifty-one Canadians dying in the desert of Afghanistan trying to recreate a country broken by Europe imperialism and neglect. What takes it back into tragedy again is Canadians are still dying over Europe’s refusal to take responsibility for its past.

By the second time America, Britain, Australia, New Zealand and Canada forced Germany to surrender, Europe had been at war with itself for twelve of thirty years. Thanks to Europe’s seeming inability to stop killing themselves nearly 70 million young men and another 30 million civilians had been slaughtered in barely three decades. Most of Europe’s cities and villages had been laid to waste, farms had been turned into battlefields for tanks. In every major city government buildings and vital archives had been razed to the ground. The industrial heart of Europe had been destroyed including the road and rail network needed to move manufactured goods from factory to customers. So much effort had been placed into mutual annihilation over so long a period Europe was on the brink of total collapse, by VE Day in 1945 the destruction had been so complete large parts of Europe resembled the Afghanistan of today.

Like Europe in the past, Afghanistan is a region of tribes with a predisposition for war. Unlike Europe, however, the last 150 years of Afghanistan warfare have been the direct result of foreign interference. In the 19th century it was Britain, from 1975 until 1990 Afghanistan was the central battleground for the Cold War between the Soviet Union and the United States, this was followed by ten years of civil war between American and Soviet backed forces which led directly to Afghanistan becoming the frontline for the “Global War on Terror” in 2001.

There have been two national Afghani governments in the past thirty-five years, one was a puppet for the Soviet Union, the other was the Taliban. One killed its citizens for conquest, the other out of lunacy, both were the result of Europe’s dysfunction.

The First World War started when Archduke Franz Ferdinand was assassinated in Sarajevo from a bullet fired on June 28, 1914, by Gavrilo Princip, a Serbian nationalist dying from tuberculosis. There is no Second World War without the First, no Cold War without the Second, no Soviet invasion of Afghanistan without the Cold War, no Soviets means no Taliban. But those wars did happen, and that bullet is still killing today.

France, Spain and Germany have troops in Afghanistan, but refuse to use them. Instead their soldiers rarely, if ever, leave their fortified bases. These three NATO countries only just recently agreed to support Canadian troops — also operating under the NATO flag — if Canadians are overrun by the Taliban. But only if they’re given 48-hours to prepare themselves.

Canada has been asked by the first democratic government in Afghanistan’s history to help stabilize their fragile country and to bring to justice the criminals killing Afghani citizens. Canadians are not there to rebuild Afghanistan, the country has never had a national power-grid or system of roads and trains. Afghanistan, as the bastard child of Europe and the Cold War, never had the historical opportunity to build national railways and highways. Canada is in Afghanistan to help build a new country. Most of Europe, meanwhile, seem content to ignore the situation their governments created.

Even with all of the advantages of an educated people, a common ideology and culture, and American protection and financial support available after 1945, it still took four decades to repair Europe economically, nearly fifty years to repair it politically and only recently — after the Balkans War threatened to pull it all down again — has the framework been adopted in the European Union to ensure there is never a war inside Europe again.

Afghanistan can only count on two things at the moment: Canadian, British, Danish and American soldiers will continue to be there for at least another two years, and; the United States will provide the bulk of financial support for the foreseeable future. Beyond that the Afghani people are on their own against a fanatical enemy determined on reinstating a fascist government. Will Afghani women have the right to go to school, or will men be allowed to rape them or stone them to death over honour slights such as young women being outside without a male family member as an escort? That’s the line on which Canadian soldiers stand right now.

Along with the United Kingdom, America, New Zealand and Australia, Canadian soldiers liberated Europe from fascist extremism twice, then we protected Europe both from itself and the Soviet Union for the duration of the Cold War. Now these same countries and a few others have given the people of Afghanistan the same opportunity for a peaceful and democratic government as Europe was offered sixty years ago. The people of Afghanistan deserve more from The Powers which now rule the prosperous and peaceful Europe that was handed to them.

Ninety years ago the four Canadian Divisions, 100,000 Canadian soldiers, fought a pitched battle against Germany which no one thought Canada or anyone else could win. For months Allied troops had tried to take Vimy and failed. In a matter of days Canada took and held Vimy in a battle most historians believe to be the turning point against Germany. After the war the French government ceded the 250 acres around Vimy Ridge, where 10,000 Canadians were killed or wounded in that one tide-turning battle, to Canada. That soil, surrounded by France, is literally a sovereign piece of Canada. That’s what Canada, a foreign power willing to commit its soldiers to rescue Europeans from war and warlords, did for Europe. Twice. Just something to think aboot as French, German and Spanish soldiers play cards in Kabul while six more Canadian soldiers are put into the ground.

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Abortion Is So Legal In Canada It’s Retroactive

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D.O.A: Canadian

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There are no legal restrictions on abortion in Canada. In most provinces it’s fully covered (free) under their health plans, so in some way The State is involved, but those governments literally have no Criminal Laws regarding abortions since 1988. Which makes Canada pretty unique.

This has nothing whatsoever to do with whether abortion is right or wrong, just or unjust, or against your religion of choice (pun). There were no stirring debates on the humanity of a fetus, or on the sanctity of a woman’s body in any Canadian legislature. It’s just that since the Supreme Court struck down the laws limiting abortion back in 1988 no Canadian politician or political party has ever dared to introduce a law restricting abortion. Well, one did, but that disappeared pretty quick. So now it’s almost like “Logan’s Run” around here — abortion is so legal it’s pretty much retroactive, so if you piss off your mom before you’re sixteen… zzzzaap. You never piss off your mother in Canada.

It wasn’t always like this. Abortion was banned in Canada in 1869, and it wasn’t until 100-years later when abortions for women whose health was in danger were made legal, but only if a three-doctor hospital committee agreed that her life was in danger. In all other cases abortion remained in the Criminal Code of Canada. The 1969 “Get The State Out Of The Bedroom” law also legalized homosexuality and contraception.

So “legal” hardly meant accessible. To receive access to an abortion a woman had to find a family doctor willing give her the pamphlets and who would then refer her to a specialist. The abortion then had to be approved by a Therapeutic Abortion Committee which had usually been taken over — at least partially — by Pro-life groups.

In 1988 the Canadian Supreme Court declared the entire abortion law to be unconstitutional, based on a woman’s right to security of the person, which is guaranteed under Canada’s Charter of Rights and Freedoms (1982). “Forcing a woman, by threat of criminal sanction, to carry a fetus to term unless she meets certain criteria unrelated to her own priorities and aspirations… the [current] law asserts that the woman’s capacity to reproduce is to be subject, not to her own control, but to that of the state.”

The Supreme Court, much to the annoyance of Parliament, told the Canadian Government to come up with a new law. So in 1989 a Bill was passed by Parliament which threatened doctors with a two-year jail term if they approved an abortion when the woman’s health was not in danger. It was defeated in the Senate by a tie vote. The only attempt to create a law limiting abortions in Canada since then was introduced in 2006 by Liberal MP Paul Steckle. His Bill would have made abortion after the twentieth week of pregnancy a criminal act. It disappeared pretty freaking quick, all of which means Canada has had no abortion law whatsoever since 1988.

Of the four Federal political parties, the Bloq Quebecois and New Democratic Party are against any regulations on abortion. Officially both the Liberal Party of Canada and the Conservative Party of Canada have no official positions. Aboot 60 percent of the Liberals, and aboot 40 percent of the Conservatives like it just fine the way it is.

The Canadian public roughly breaks in thirds on abortion. A third want it just the way it is, a third want abortion stopped and a third want some limits. In 2005 an Environics poll asked “at what point in human development should the law protect human life,” 30% of respondents said “From conception on,” 19% said “After three months of pregnancy,” 11% said “After six months of pregnancy,” and 33% said “From the point of birth.” In April 2006 a Leger poll found 34% of respondents felt abortion to be “immoral.”

So Canada will never have an abortion law as long as our political parties risk losing such a significant number of votes. Or, the other way, we’ll never have an abortion law in Canada as long as the voters don’t make abortion a top priority. Which we haven’t since Canada stopped having an abortion law. I think there’s a Catch-22 in there somewhere.

One last thing… in 1989 the Supreme Court ruled that “the father” had no rights to prevent “the mother” from having an abortion. In Tremblay v. Daigle, Chantale Daigle’s ex-boyfriend had obtained a restraining order to prevent her from having an abortion. Eventually the Supreme Court ruled that only the woman/mother/female had the right to choose; the father had no legal rights in the termination of a pregnancy (or her decision to give birth). During the trial Daigle went to the United States for an abortion. I’m pretty sure there’s some irony in there. There are over 100,000 abortions performed in Canada every year.

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