Hooray, Olympics! By which I mean: they’re over, and in all honesty I didn’t pay much attention to anything beyond hockey and the opening and closing ceremonies. But hell… the hockey was awesome, and the opening and closing ceremonies were pretty damned impressive. And ALL! ABOUT! CANADA! Nickelback! Celine Dion! Loverboy! Triumph! April Wine! Anne Murray! Sarah McLachlan! Giant Inflatable Beavers! Crash Test Dummies! Um! Plus, in between hockey quarters inningsperiods, we were deluged with a nonstop… uh… deluge of ads for scenic British Columbia featuring all kinds of famous Hollywood folks whom, it turns out, are all sleeper cell agents who’ve infiltrated Hollywood with the goal of stealing American jobs and redirecting our valuable vacation dollars to their strange and foreign shores — to a faraway land where dollars are coins covered in loons, everyday people are confusingly polite, and the treat of polar bear attack is apparently ever-imminent. It’s like some terrifying and yet fascinating parallel world — a world next door, in fact. As true global citizens, it’s our duty to try to understand Canadia… and fortunately for us, a path towards that understanding has already been blazed. On film.
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