I’ve seen a lot of “I’m going to remember what I learned about people over the last year” posts recently. And I am too. But maybe not in the way you think. Here’s what I’m going to remember. 🧵
I’m going to remember every one of you that celebrated your birthday on their couch.
I’m going to remember every post about fighting with your airline for a refund because you cancelled a long-awaited vacation.
I’m going to remember your socially distanced campfire selfies, and all the times you got together with friends outside to go for a walk.
I’m going to remember all the photos and stories of your parents meeting their grandchildren for the first time through a window.
I’m going to remember every time I saw someone reach out on Twitter because they were overwhelmed with it all, and even though they wanted to throw in the towel, they asked for help instead.
I’m going to remember each and every one of you that knew what was at stake and, for 400 straight days, woke up every morning and decided to do the right thing, without praise and with minimal recognition of what you’re being asked to do.
And I’m going to remember that, for too many of us, you’ve done this all in spite of a government that lacked the intestinal fortitude to enforce the rules and instead pandered to conspiracy theorists and other deplorables.
I get it. A lot of people have done the wrong thing, and I’m angry too. But so many more of you have been fucking champs. And years from now, you're the ones I’m going to remember.
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Every time it gets this cold, I think about a night a few years ago when I realized how strong my privilege is. I was buying something off Kijiji, so I drove to an apartment building on the other side of the city and picked it up. When I got back to my car, it wouldn't start. 🧵
I had AMA, but the wait time to get a boost was around three hours. It was probably -25 or so, and hadn't exactly dressed for an extended period outside. So I decided to wait in the buzzer area of the apartment building.
I stood there for about three hours. During that time, a couple dozen people came through into the building. Not one asked me why I was there. Most were friendly. No one called security. Probably a third of them asked me, unprompted, if I needed to get let in.
Here's a little secret for straight dudes in relationships: if you make an effort to be romantic and thoughtful throughout the year, your partner probably isn't going to care about what you do for Valentine's Day.
The reason it matters to people is because it's their one chance to experience romantic gestures. There's no reason to save those for special occasions.
If they like flowers, buy them flowers on a random Tuesday for no reason. If they like back rubs, give them a back rub when you know they've had a hard day. Give them a day off without kids in July. Whatever it is that's important to them.
I understand that everyone wants to get “back to normal” as soon as possible, but seeing so many people complaining about vaccine delivery delays of a few weeks while poorer countries won’t get any vaccines for years is a really bad look.
“But I might not get vaccinated until the late fall!” Yup. And a highly-vulnerable immunocompromised person in Ghana probably won’t get it until 2023.
We Canadians like to brag about being responsible global citizens. So prove it. Sit down, be quiet and wait your turn.
As we watch Keystone XL go up in smoke, if you’ll indulge me, I’d like to offer some unsolicited advice to Premier @jkenney. 🧵
Most Albertans don’t love oil and gas. What Albertans love is the prosperity that oil and gas brought to our province.
I can appreciate that, for a province with some of the largest oil reserves on the planet, the idea of a world transitioning away from oil & gas is scary, and many desperately wish we could return to the halcyon days of high oil prices and the corresponding bulging public purse.
However, there are realities at play here well outside our control.
1) Oil demand is going away. We can quibble about the timing, and how long the residual demand tail will last, but there is no mistaking what’s happening here.
30 years ago, a man walked into École Polytechnique and killed 14 women. As an engineering student many years later, we were taught about the tragedy, but as I’ve grown older, I’ve come to realize that my initial understanding was inadequate. 🧵
One man may have committed the act, but make no mistake: misogyny killed these women. Patriarchy killed these women. The belief that a woman could have the audacity to move beyond the confines of traditional gender roles killed these women.
This was not just one angry man. This was an inevitable byproduct of a system. Even now, there is an entire online radicalization pipeline ready to tell confused or angry boys and men that it’s the women’s fault. They’re the ones you should hate.
These comments don’t appear out of thin air. They’re the product of attitudes and beliefs that are fostered over a lifetime. Attitudes towards women. Attitudes towards people that are different than you.
This isn’t about hockey. This is about how we raise men and boys. This is about the values that we as a society choose to instil. Men are not born valuing women by their dress size, nor that the best way to bond with your buddies is to mock others.