I came across a Substack post by a “sympathetic” American this morning:
My Fellow Americans: Canadian Porch Light Off
It’s an interesting read – here are snippets of what he had to say:
Two hundred and seventy-one years. Eleven generations. …. And through the whole of it, somebody up there kept a light on for somebody down here.
I send honey in December, two quarts packed in newspaper, from hives in a field off the parish road. She sends back mustard pickle, and every year I tell her it’s too sour, and every year she sends it anyway….
This year the pickle came. A card came with it. Three sentences and an initial:
“We’re not coming down. It isn’t you. Love to all of you. — Y.”…
And here’s the thing I’ve been counting up since the card came. She drove. Every time, for thirty years, it was her car and her thirty-one hours and her cooler on my counter. I have never once made that drive north. It never occurred to me that I should, because the light was always on up there and a light that’s always on is easy to stop noticing….
I went out last night and put a bulb in the fixture on my own back step. Sixty watts. There’s nobody coming up those steps from New Brunswick, this year or probably next.
It isn’t her Canadian porch light that went off – it’s been his American “friendly” light that never was turned on (and he never noticed, right)!
I had to leave a comment:
Last evening I mentioned to a friend that the number of US inquiries regarding Canadian ancestry this past year in PEI increased approximately 1000%! Says something about lots of Americans and their disillusionment with what’s happening at home.
I also said, “We don’t want them here.” She said, “Don’t paint them all with the same brush.” I said, “I do – our values are fundamentally different than theirs!”
She got in the car for, what, 30 years and drove her pickles to you and it didn’t even cross your mind to reciprocate? Not once?
That’s the difference I’m talking about – deeply ingrained, unconscious values that violate mine and were you to move to Canada you’d be moving the needle in the wrong direction – more of Canada would begin to experience the selfish discontent we’re seeing played out in Alberta.
I sure don’t want any of it in NS! Not now, not ever!
Maybe she won’t bring her pickles to you.
Maybe you could just drive your honey to her?
The light on your porch means nothing (you had to go buy a bulb and screw it in – so looks like yours was off and you didn’t notice ) – get in your vehicle, pay the cost of gas (which isn’t cheap), and deliver the goddam honey.
Maybe you could arrive at a dark back porch (although her light probably isn’t off, BTW), and you know what?
You could walk up the path and knock politely on the door!
That’s the difference – they don’t notice. “Me, me, me” is so deeply ingrained they can’t notice. The difference is, in Canada our Tommy Douglas roots say we are responsible for one another, and we act on that in all kinds of ways, DEI, not the least of it (well, not so much in Alberta, but that’s another rant).
Even the most sympathetic Americans arrive expecting the porch light to be on, when theirs burned out years ago. They want an escape from the “chaos” they’ve been unconsciously supporting all these years. Maybe they didn’t vote “trump” in 2025. But they’re not engaged in the big resistance fight, they’re looking for an escape to Canada.
I’ve been helping out several Afghan refugee families over the past four years, and what’s been obvious to me has been their efforts to retain cultural identity while trying to become more Canadian. It’s hard being first generation in a new country, I see them struggle every day trying to balance the old and new.
Americans coming to Canada aren’t remotely aware there’s any adapting to do – they think they’re “like us” – haven’t a clue they’re not!
Stay home, stand and fight if you’re not happy with how America has turned out. Use your vote wisely. Actively join the resistance. Do your part to change the direction.
Maybe we should turn off our porch light to those American cousins who eye Canada as a refuge; help them see that escaping to Canada won’t solve their problems for them.
Ross Boulton
100% #elbowsup and behind Carney the whole way. No deal but the right one. Let them implode or better yet turn off their water, electricity, gas and potash and see how well they like it then.
Better still, Bernie, each Canadian needs to look carefully at everything we buy (not just the produce) – I discovered yesterday many more items in my place come from the US – I hadn’t realized the cough candy I’ve been using for years actually comes from south of us (I thought it was still being made in Switzerland – wrong!). We need to scrutinize every single purchase. No more fabric from across the border! No more clothes! No more electronics! No more cars!
I know, there are some items we’re not going to find substitutes for, but we need to up the boycott so that it’s really felt!
Carney is the right man at the right time for Canada. I support him completely. Good for him for saying ‘enough’. I read Ross Boulton and I actually like his writing but, in this case, I agree with you. What? His legs are painted on and he can’t work the pedals on the car? I also understand his disclaimer that his work is, largely, fiction but you are correct — no matter how good the writing, the premise that their culture is the same as ours is, fundamentally incorrect. A large reason Alberta is as it is today, is because of the oil industry and the extreme integration between Alberta and the US. I was born and raised in Alberta (live elsewhere now) and I saw this slow exchange of Canadian values for American one starting in the 1970’s. It may have started sooner, but I first noticed it in the ’70’s. We certainly live in interesting times. Elbows up! Teri on the left coast.
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