It's a beautiful fall day here, and I went downtown with J., who had a dental appointment. Just as we exited the metro, we encountered this demonstration on St-Catherine Street. It was a counter-protest, in response to today’s anti-LGBTQ2S+ demonstrations by the far-right, taking place all across Canada. Hateful, strident, well-funded and well-organized far-right protests such as this are spreading across the US border and infiltrating Canada, and this makes me extremely sad and upset. So I was glad to be able to cheer the mostly-young people in the counter-protest from the sidewalk.
As the close friend of many people who do not identify as straight, and particularly having followed the journey of the trans son of a longtime friend, I am horrified for anyone whose life is being impacted negatively by the current wave of protest, legislation, and rhetoric ranging from misunderstanding to hatefulness. No one should have to live in this kind of fear, or have their basic human rights denied.
Today is also my 71st birthday, and I can't believe that not only are we still having to protest these issues, but in many cases society and governments are going backwards. Women's rights; LGBTQ2S+ rights; protection from discrimination because of one's race, ethnicity, or religion, or the language one speaks; the right of all people to have healthcare; the right to clean air and water; protection from police brutality and profiling; the freedom to read and teach the literature you want as a university professor...all are endangered, and I could go on and on.
Here in Canada we have been complacent, thinking that we generally have shared values, and that most rights such as these are enshrined and could never be repealed -- but we can't continue to think that way. I grew up with hope for a better world in the 1960s, and I don't want to live my remaining years watching as human rights are eroded rather than expanded, and the climate destroyed. We have to be vigilant, we have to speak out, we have to hold the institutions to which we belong accountable. But perhaps most important, we need to patiently and continually educate people who are afraid of difference that human beings are human beings. It seems to me that this is best done one-on-one or on a small scale, through the stories and examples of real people who we know and love as our children, brothers and sisters, friends and colleagues-- and it can create a lasting change of heart. That process has to happen alongside the legal struggle to gain human rights and equality. We have seen the fruits of this process, for example in society's greater acceptance and equality of gay and lesbian people over the past twenty years, and the rights and dignity that women have painfully won over the past fifty -- but the struggle is not even close to over, people's lives continue to be in danger, many rights have already been taken away, and we can never, ever sit back and think the work is done, even in countries like Canada and provinces such as Quebec.
So well said Beth. These times are so frightening. Thank you for sharing your experience. I fear for our grandchildren growing up now when it does seem like we are going backwards in so many ways. Let's hope that with love and understanding accepting minds will prevail. Happy Birthday and love to you and Jonathan!
Hi Beth,
You write here of things we all need to know. And as an American, I find them heartbreaking. As you know, I’m just a few years older than you and I remember the 1960s as a time of tumult yet also of great hope. Now I look at where the USA is heading and I often say that, if it weren’t for family, I would move to Canada.
And now it appears that the same bigotry and sexism and homophobia and a twisted view of “Christianity” that would break Jesus’s heart are showing up in Canada too.
So what now? Dream of moving back to my grandparents’ home in Norway?
Maybe I need to live like the little hedgehog in A. A. Milne’s children’s poem “delphiniums blue and geraniums red”: When things get difficult, just imagine the kind of place where I’d like to be. It might not change anything but at least there is still a vision of something better.
All the best to you and J -
Peace,
Rebecca