A specter is haunting Quebec: The spectrum of Hérouxville. All the little souls of the ADQ to Françoise David, have united in a holy alliance to track down accommodation unreasonable and safeguard the fundamental values of Quebec. It has different opinions, but all agree to refer the statement of "Standards of living" of Hérouxville-with its strict ban on stoning and burning women with acid in the territory of the municipality, as the genesis of this discussion.
Like many genes, the original text of the document is far from what has become the debate. Not only because the text itself has changed (the references to stoning and acid are missing - there 'are those who are afraid of nothing), but also because we have almost forgotten that its purpose One was to explain what life in Quebec. Appallingly clumsy attempt to explain, certainly (unless, for you, be Quebecers boils down to boys and girls who bathe together in public swimming pools and an array of block that includes "beef, chicken, lamb, pork, etc.. "), but attempt nonetheless.
In a normal country, this kind of attempt to define collective (immediately followed by a virulent critic) would largely responsible for a certain literary elite, a group of political writers to VS Naipaul, Toni Morrison or Orhan Pamuk. But Quebec is not a normal country. It is a country with relatively little history and even less literature . When I explain to foreign friends that the Quebec writers stay away from political issues, most think I am crazy about their mouths. If only ... Okay, it is excusable for Quebec not to have the caliber of Nobel Prize-winning writer Naipaul, Morrison Pamuk (whatever that really should not read Pamuk to give him a Nobel Prize). But none of our writers is trying to become pregnant, it is frankly pathetic.
Anyways, if this is not your first visit to this blog, you know I have all the answers. No exception in this case. I found the text that kills, one we should read to immigrants to explain what happens in our home rather than to impose the ravings of a bunch of councilors frightened by the Arab religion. And so the next time imposed by the Immigration-Québec will ... [Drumroll] A Season in the Life of Emmanuel , Marie-Claire Blais.
Yes, we teach what this band excisers of lapidoptères, opponents of the coexistence of healthy men and women on the slopes skiing, explain to them what has made our people. Tell them what is good, the families of 16 children, the bitter hatred that crosses generations, resignation to a life as dull sky with a canvas Lemieux, the Catholic Church which the embalmed cadavers, the intimacy that always turns into rape and death that creeps under the door of the kitchen with the winter wind.
And sleep well, I can confirm that Hérouxvillains had reason: A Season in the Life of Emmanuel contains absolutely no invitation to burn women with acid.
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