I’m ashamed to admit I’m not sure if there’s customarily a comma in there, but I specifically left it comma free in this case.
Our neighbors north of the border have a birthday today. As my wife’s family might say, it’s Fête du Canada – Canada Day.
And I must say Canada, you hardly look a day over 140!
In the back rooms of Creationist Theory offices, it’s the 6231st day of the creation story, when God said the northernmost lands of the new lands should be considered one land, and it should be called “Canada,” and it was good.
Ah, but I kid the Creationists. We kid because we love.
History books outside of Texas tell us it’s the anniversary of Canada’s Constitution Act in 1867. This was when some British folks said the northernmost lands of the new lands should be considered one land, and it should be called “Canada.” I understand it was, at a minimum, ok on the creation scale.
Despite their conservative government’s best efforts in recent times, I hear it’s pretty good these days.
As I understand it, independence actually came later (early 1980s later), but who are we to tell our friends when they were born.
So to my friends to the north, and everyone of Canadian descent (re: my in-laws), Happy Canada Day!