"Look at us – so stuck in the past and so comfortable with every cliché about being clean, bland and polite."
Well said John.
All one has to do is read the comments  in The Globe on any given day, and the words "polite" and "bland" do not come to mind.
And if Globe commenters are representative of Canadians, in general, then Canadians are the opposite of kind and generous.
They are small-minded, whiny and craven little creatures, with million dollar homes, pampered with cradle-to-grave services, and resentful that the world has changed.
Their national anthem is: "I got mine, and I don't want anyone else to get a piece of the pie."
Words like, 'immigrants,' 'taxes,' 'trans,' 'CBC,' 'human rights,' trigger paroxysms of seething anger in these comfy Cannucks, who cry themselves to sleep every night, asking: "Why, why, why can't things be like they used to be, when the Leafs were great, and when everything was so much simpler -- you know, when white, heterosexual, men ruled the  world.