If you’ve read my book The Tyranny of Nice and figure those idiotic “human rights commissions” couldn’t get any dumber, check this out:
Letter carriers in Cornwall, Ontario — a small town on the St. Lawrence seaway — had a long standing tradition. As they started their day they would say Merci Seigneur pour la belle journee, “Thank you Lord for the beautiful day.” Nice. But no longer.
Someone complained and — thanks to our “human rights” apparatus — postal employees who use the expression are now to be suspended without pay.
To be clear: This is Year Zero stuff. Human rights commissions in Canada have nothing to do with human rights. Human rights commissions in Canada are a calculated assault on tradition. The idea is to erase the small pleasures that define us as human beings such that the ensuing void of soul may be filled up with whatever fashionable lies suit our political and cultural establishments (including our supposed conservative political establishment).
