The usual clichés, but with a slightly siege-like feeling.
This year, I started seeing red teeshirts and maple leaves early, appearing on the streets around our home in the week leading up to our national holiday.
The Resident Fan Boy, jet-lagged from several hours spent with Air Canada (long story), hung up our flag on what we laughingly call the patio, and tuned into the ceremonies from Ottawa, the usual sea of red-and-white, alarmingly resembling a MAGA rally -- except for the gentle smiles and effusive, but polite applause.
This short offering from the National Film Board of Canada is fourteen years old.
I don't care.
Made to mark the presentation of the Governor General's Performing Arts Award for Lifetime Achievement to William Shatner in 2011, it features Shatner out-Shatnering himself. It doesn't get old. (Except for the tweeting bit.)
Stay for the credits. It's worth it.
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