The Monster is Dead!
Was shot in the Head,
Rest safely in bed,
Our Vengance is fed
It’s buried at sea
Presidential decree
Says a world is Free
So buy a TV.
And join in the fun
With democracy’s son,
Free-elections are won
Through the site of a gun!
Vengence is fed,
But hunger for fear,
The Monster is Dead!
But others appear:
In sheeps’ clothes,
and grassy knolls,
Jungles, deserts,
Bikini Atolls.
And waves pitch and roll
The USS Cole
But tsunamis can’t rouse
Those millions of souls
Who’ve suffered and screamed,
Through nightmarish dreams,
Of angels and demons
On living-room screens.
The Monster is Dead!
The Mission is done,
An eye and a tooth
For a father and son.
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This blog explores how national myths, narratives, and symbols function in the Canadian context. My view is decidedly critical; I begin with the premise that, as Benedict Anderson suggests, nations are imagined. I view Canada, then, as a fantasy; all that follows therefore aids historic and ongoing efforts to construct the fantastic nation. It is from this premise that I seek to unravel the seemingly natural ways in which Canadians imagine themselves.
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About Me
- ironic inukshuk
- Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
- I currently reside in Ottawa and am pursuing a PhD in Canadian Studies. My research concerns emerging national symbols (like the inukshuk), and the study of nation building projects past and present. My specific area of study is the Canadian North.
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