So, like, I made this website as a joke. See, there was this funny idea I had: what if America feared, distrusted and loathed Canadians with the same irrational fear and loathing that we do, say, Mexico? I particularly liked the idea because at its core it was baseless.

Sure, there are cultural differences between Americans and Canadians, but they're pretty much the same as the difference between California and, say, Alabama. Sacramento and Boise, Idaho. We're different, but not so much that we're not essentially the same people.

To be able to point that foolish vitriol at something as absurd as The Great White North was a damned funny idea. I envisioned some guy with a "RUSH IS GOD" bumpersticker out in Colorado ranting and raving about "those damned Canadians...can't trust 'em".

Not directly, of course.

The funny thing is that it wasn't the Americans I seemed to net. I started getting irate email from Canadians left and right. All ages, all demographics. Some in English, some in French, some authors switching back and forth. The whole thing was so humorous, like when that one guy in elementary school would get Very Very Mad and we'd all laugh.

By and large, Canadians are an amazingly polite and gentle people. Rather than let the hard environment make them rough and coarse, they have instead become warm and cozy.

I am rather fond of my large collection of irate Canadian mail. I've gotten more correspondence about this than the rest of the website combined. In this age of forms and immediate response and smiley faces, they still take the time to post me a personal message that they know I will put up here and snarkily comment on.

And I love them for that.

I still get a collection of messages time and again, and I'll leave this up as a net to see who else I can catch.

Seems like the sissyboy who went to Canada and couldn't shut the fuck up about it? Seems he's gone deep undercover. On Geocities. Good job, poseur.

Anyways, its springtime down here at hate central. Makes me yearn for a spring day in Vancouver, if such a thing actually existed for more than fifteen minutes. That and two Vancouver hotties to keep me warm...

(as if such a thing existed...har har har)

Bon...

Charlie Bill