Canadians from coast to coast are on a collective high, the result of our athletes having won 14 gold medals (including the one that's most important to us--men's hockey) on home turf. One would have to be an utter churl to throw cold water on the nation's euphoria, but, hey, that's what I'm here for. So while others are crowing about our Olympic victories and a newfound sense of national pride that, dare one say it?, verges on the American, I'm a little more, shall we say, reticent to rejoice. That's because I know that while winning medals can definitely make you feel good in the short term, there are some "prizes" that Canada cannot and will not win--ones with disturbing ramifications for the long term. The prize for esteeming freedom of expression, say. Also, the prize for being wised up to the multiculti cult, and all the damage it has wreaked on our body politic. However, were there to be a gold medal awarded to the country with the most "human rights" outfits, federal, provincial and territorial, you can be sure that Canada would--now what was that expression all the kids were using over there in Vancouver? oh, yeah--own the podium.
Not that that's anything to be proud of.