The Canadian Armed Forces's (CAF) subsequent eleven-year deployment to Afghanistan was a primary battleground against terrorist organizations like al Qaeda and the Taliban. The new war challenged traditional military doctrine, but a historic enemy followed soldiers home plaguing them with nightmares and panic attacks—the internal struggle of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
During the summer of 2017, the University of Victoria (UVic) in British Columbia invited applications for a tenure-track position in "the area of social psychology." The advertisement sounded like a great opportunity for freshly minted scholars who wanted to find an institution they could call home--at least until someone offers them a bigger home. However, there was a catch.
It is tempting to elect an individual that agrees with the present whims of society that might have little to do with the economic, defense, public, international, or educational health of a nation. Some voters may lean towards selecting a candidate with familial pedigree or financial influence, which is not problematic until it becomes the primary factor in the decision-making process. The World Wars emphasize the need for careful selection of leaders, as part of making “real the dreams generations of men died to save.”
We have a duty to remember the Past for the sake of our future. And neglecting this duty undermines our ability to face possible future crises by destabilizing the moral fibre of our citizenry. It also does a great dishonour to the individuals who served, many who are far too humble to question your right to tread on their great sacrifices.
Post-modernism has infected many a mind. It parades itself as humble, kind, and empathetic in discourse. It tells us that there is no right or wrong; that nothing is black and white; that thinking there's objective truth only hampers social progress and progressive thought. And since saying that someone is wrong is offensive, we should not say that.
Multiculturalism is a favoured twenty-first century Canadian catchphrase commonly connected with the humble-brag “our land is a mosaic.” Nevertheless, most Canadians concede that the mosaic approach is imperfect, but some French citizens have a different perspective.
My brother and I had never killed for food before, but it was our turn. It was a chicken, and we'd made a deal that I would hold it down while he decapitated it. We thought it was simple enough until we realised that the knife was blunt; it took five swings before, finally, the head tumbled across the floor.