My first verifiable memory was our family gathering around the TV to watch the Beatles on Ed Sullivan. I was 4, my older brother was 17. It was a Sunday night.
Their mantra is Asia for Asians, Africa for Africans, and Europe for Europeans. When someone says that to you, the obvious retort is: Then you must believe that the Americas and Australia are for Aboriginals! Then you must believe that European Colonialism was very wrong, and upset the “balance” of the continents! (Perhaps the Europeans venturing into the other continents set up the history and politics that result in the current immigration from those countries back into Europe.)
It has taken almost a week to order my thoughts on the atrocity committed in Québec City on January 29, 2017. Similar to the Polytechnique Montréal Massacre, I began with denial (this can’t be real) and slowly sank into the realization that of course it is real, and more than that, predictable.
Québecers came out by the thousands to mourn the men: Ibrahima Barry, Mamadou Tanou Barry, Azzeddine Soufiane, Khaled Belkacemi, Abdelkrim Hassane, and Aboubaker Thabti. The majority of people are sympathetic to the victims and their families and find the actions of the killer deplorable, shameful, and literally hate-filled.
Place des Arts – Hundreds of people walked this corridor on their way from the metro to the demonstration.
The crowd was diverse. The mood was cheerful. Lots of dogs, babies, and grannies. Bicycle cops lounging at the perimeter.
Today’s march in Montreal was more a gathering around Place des Arts. I saw as many men as women. I saw lots of pussy hats. Mainly I saw a huge number of clever signs.