The end of our innocence? The result of forsaking our peacekeeping image on the world stage?
Or a single man, frustrated because his passport was revoked, he couldn't get somewhere important - you make do.
A dead soldier in a kilt, who expected a boring day, and should have had it.
A nation in shock. We cancelled a hockey game.
Oh Canada, my backwater country, where I am more likely to see a bear than a man aiming a gun. That's okay. I'll take the bear.
Or don't I have that choice any more?
Here is the choice I do have: I will not see a man with a gun when I look at a person who doesn't look like me.
Tomorrow, Canada will be boring again.
We'll talk about the weather. The NHL will resume our hockey games.
When I walk in the woods, I'll watch out for bears, especially in the spring when they're hungry.
And when I pass someone dressed differently from me, I will see my neighbor.