The contrast couldn’t be more telling. Last November, voters elected a Hemingway man as president. Hemingway, as in Ernest. You know, the great 20th Century writer who glorified masculinity: big game hunting, deep-sea fishing, bullfighting, war. Testosterone comes standard with males, and Hemingway never apologized for it. Why should he have? That’s like saying sorry for having two feet.
Up north, Canadians elected a party to govern — the Liberals — led by a Trump antithesis. Prime Minister Justin Trudeau is everything that Trump isn’t — oh, and proud of it. He declares himself a feminist. Says he’s raising his boys to be feminists.