I am just going to state for the record here, that the truth is I know jack shit about the particulars of what’s happening with Jian Ghomeshi. Earlier, on Facebook, I posted “Hang in there, Jian”, but cripes, I have no idea whether he is worthy of my support or not, and as the day wanes on so does my support for Mr. Ghomeshi. I’m pretty sure my support doesn’t matter much in the grand scheme of things, anyway. Either he’s the victim of an awful smear campaign, or he’s used his position of authority to commit violent sexual assault. Perhaps the truth lies somewhere in-between. For now, I guess we just can’t know for certain. Maybe we never will.
I’ll tell you this though, I can’t get this whole Jian Ghomeshi thing out of my head, and I think it’s because after last week’s attacks on Ottawa, and after nearly a decade of a general feeling of disenfranchisement with our federal government, after going from a nation of “peacekeepers” to “peacemakers”, Jian getting canned from the CBC was the last thing any remaining sense of my Canadian identity needed. If this keeps up, I might have to start following hockey, and that’s never come easily to me.
I am reminded of a contest Peter Gzowski held a long time ago. Gzowski was another beloved Canadian radio host who formerly held Jian Ghomeshi’s time slot for many years. The object of the contest was to fill in the blank: “As Canadian as _____”, in an effort come up with a similar phrase to “As American as apple pie.”
In the end, the winner of the contest, hands down, was “As Canadian as possible under the circumstances”. For now, that’s the best description of how I feel about my country. Canada, I still stand on guard for thee, but it’s not as easy as I remember it used to be.