Oh, I do remember "This Show has 22 Minutes." *g* Watched it when I was in school. I mostly remember some gobbledygook about seal hunting, and another bit of ridiculousness about a "24-hour day."
I grew up in Michigan. Close enough to Detroit to get the occasional Windsor TV station. So I was never really that far out of the loop as far as Canada went. Sesame Street could be viewed in an English/Spanish OR an English/French version, depending on which channel you tuned into. (Actually, I need to get my passport renewed so I can still visit when THAT requirement comes online). We used to joke that the local airport was "international" because they had flights to Canada. *g* Which was not very far.
I just sometimes lose track of the fact that the other 4/5 or so of the continent don't share our "You'll pry this gun from my cold dead hands" spirit of pioneer obnoxiousness. The notion of talking something to death or legislating opinions baffles me utterly. Though liberals on this side of the border are fond of those notions, as well. *eye roll*
A common rant on this side of the line when complaining about Bush, the War, or anything political is "If so-and-so get's elected I'll move to Canada!!" And I always think to myself, "What makes you think they'd have you, you clueless wanker?" Really, feel free to use any emigrating Baby Boomer Morons as arctic colonists or polar bear food, or whatever. ;-) Especially the ones who can't even name the provinces, identify the national capital, or speak with any sense at all on the system of government. We don't want them either, but we don't wish them on you. Mars, maybe?
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Date: 2008-04-11 12:11 am (UTC)I grew up in Michigan. Close enough to Detroit to get the occasional Windsor TV station. So I was never really that far out of the loop as far as Canada went. Sesame Street could be viewed in an English/Spanish OR an English/French version, depending on which channel you tuned into. (Actually, I need to get my passport renewed so I can still visit when THAT requirement comes online). We used to joke that the local airport was "international" because they had flights to Canada. *g* Which was not very far.
I just sometimes lose track of the fact that the other 4/5 or so of the continent don't share our "You'll pry this gun from my cold dead hands" spirit of pioneer obnoxiousness. The notion of talking something to death or legislating opinions baffles me utterly. Though liberals on this side of the border are fond of those notions, as well. *eye roll*
A common rant on this side of the line when complaining about Bush, the War, or anything political is "If so-and-so get's elected I'll move to Canada!!" And I always think to myself, "What makes you think they'd have you, you clueless wanker?" Really, feel free to use any emigrating Baby Boomer Morons as arctic colonists or polar bear food, or whatever. ;-) Especially the ones who can't even name the provinces, identify the national capital, or speak with any sense at all on the system of government. We don't want them either, but we don't wish them on you. Mars, maybe?