It is the story of a people, the Fiers, who, like all the peoples of the world, sought to endure over time, and to pass on their heritage to their children, and their children.
The Proud were particularly rooted in a specific state, but also had a significant presence across an entire continent.
One day, a Fier said: “It is in this state that we are in the majority. Let us first identify ourselves with this State”. So many of the Proud concentrated their efforts on building this state (with great success!) — while looking away from their brothers and sisters who weren’t there. When they feel invisible, even today, there is always a Proud to answer them: “The Proud, the real ones, are those who live here. The others are doomed to disappear. »
Then, a Proud said, “It is in this state and only in this state that we are at home. It is the only state one should belong to. “A part of the Proud answered “yes! », and the other « no! “. Yes and no have been widely debated. The no won out eventually, but only slightly. Since then, one can always find somewhere a Proud, optimist, to say: “The Proud, the real ones, are those who believe that the Proud should be members of this one State. »
Then a Proud said, “The State of the Proud is an independent state of all faiths. This is why no Proud should display their faith when representing the State of the Proud. At Les Fiers, that’s how we live. All the Proud were in agreement that the State of the Proud should not be subject to any faith. But some Proud didn’t see why the appearance of some Proud would threaten that independence. Other Proud simply answered them that they did not respect the proud values. Since then, we can always find a Proud, triumphant, to say: “The Proud, the real ones, are those who wish that here, this is how we live. »
Then, a Proud said: “The language of the Proud is threatened. This is why the use of other languages must be limited in a host of fields. All the Proud agreed that the proud tongue would always be fragile. But some Proud painted a much less pessimistic picture of the situation. And others believed that it was not necessary to limit so much the use of the other languages to continue to make live the language of Proud. They supported some measures, but not others.
Several then answered them: “If you are against this idea, you are against the language, and if you are against the language, you are against the Fiers. Since then, you can always find a Proud, victorious, to say: “The Proud, the real ones, are those who share all my ideas on the limits to be imposed on the other languages present among the Proud. »
Then, a Proud says: “The language of the Proud will always be threatened as long as new Proud arrive here who have not already mastered the language of the Proud before their departure. It is necessary to have the powers to refuse to Proud the reunification with the members of their family who are not yet enough experts in proud language. This is a matter of survival for our nation! “Thereupon, a good part of the Fiers began to find that we were pushing things a bit too far. To the point of forgetting his humanity. Despite everything, he still found some to reply: “The Proud, the real ones, are those who know that the survival of the Proud depends on the limits to the presence of other languages among the Proud — even if it means separating families s ‘it must. »
Finally, a Fier said: “The best possible political project for the Fiers is pride! And the best way to nurture pride is to promote my political project for the Proud. Faced with such a tautology, several Fiers felt stunned. Those who were already accustomed over time to being called bad Proud and false Proud, began to show concern. A good number of young Proud, more likely to attach importance to other dimensions of their identity, did not recognize themselves at all in this discourse.
Despite everything, one can still find a Proud to answer: “The Proud, the real ones, are those who live here, who believe that it is only here, in this State, that one can be at home, and who know that this is how we live here — with as few signs of other faiths and as few other languages as possible, even if it means ignoring our own proud Charter of Rights and Freedoms or perhaps – even be to separate families or to caricature the political ideas of our own youth if necessary. »
It is the story of a people, the Fiers, who, like all the peoples of the world, sought to endure over time, and to pass on their heritage to their children, and their children. This people once brought to power people with such a narrow view of Proud Pride, that eventually a growing number of Proud found themselves, one way or another, excluded.
I know that I am doing an allegory here, and that allegories have their strengths, as well as their limits. I am a woman who sees, like many, the definition of “good Quebecer” and even of “good francophone” tightening dangerously over the years. And I see the attacks on those who are alarmed by this phenomenon becoming more and more virulent, on social media, but not only. I worry that citizens feel comfortable treating people who do not share their political vision for Quebec as traitors or public dangers. I fear that, if we continue like this, the social fabric will weaken, and that we will be heading towards a wall.