posits that Canada's purpose is now to serve as a "warning" to the U.S., and recounts a charming encounter with an addled American:

Last weekend a woman who was purchasing artwork from me at the dog show began to ask about "what it was like to live in Canada". She confided that they had to sell their house while it was "still worth something" and leave before the country was completely destroyed. Her young son's skills made him very attractive to the military and there was no doubt he'd be drafted. She was enthusiastic about our health care system, and wanted to live in a "more socialist" country.

Sometimes I wonder that there may be some force .... (fate?) .... that places people like myself in just the right place, at just the right time. For a moment I felt a twinge of guilt in the realization that my Canadian citizenship had been twisted into cruel bait for a hapless little moonbat - like savory French cheese perched temptingly in a leg hold trap.

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