The curse of identity politics and ethnic vote banks in Canada has become the most racist aspect of our country’s slow and steady slide into the moral bankruptcy of our political values.
Thirty years ago, when we landed as immigrants at Mirabel Airport in Montreal, the 1988 federal election was just around the corner. It didn’t take long for me to sink my teeth into the politics of the land. Despite the fact we couldn’t vote yet, our house had a sign on the front yard “This Time It’s Ed”, the slogan of the NDP’s dynamic leader in the 1980s, Ed Broadbent.
Today, the new immigrant is funneled through religious and racial groups and herded like cattle into designated pens from where we are traded or sold to the highest bidder.