Émile Bilodeau, National Day preacher

A word first about Émile Bilodeau, “the artist”, before speaking of Émile Bilodeau, the spokesperson for the National Day.

I don’t understand the enthusiasm it is supposed to arouse among “young people”.

I listen to his songs, and I find it hard to see anything other than a William Deslauriers of the 2020s. Or maybe a mixture of the latter and Ricardo Lamour. But hey, all tastes are in nature.

Opening?

Is his fame due to the quality of his songs or to his pro-QS commitment which turns into militant caricature? Because Bilodeau is an often surly activist.

Just yesterday, he foolishly equated those who criticized his nomination with American Republicans.

This is what is called big two-ball demagoguery.

But let us come to the heart of the present controversy.

Paul St-Pierre Plamondon decided that the Parti Québécois would not participate in the show led by Émile Bilodeau, who attacked him and publicly wanted the PQ to disappear. We are trying to pass him off as a sectarian. Because apparently, it is sectarian not to want to appear at a dinner of idiot where one is called upon to play the role of the unfortunate puppet.

There are still limits to asking a man to turn the other cheek, and to legitimize the takeover of our national holiday by the radical left.

Because Bilodeau intends to wokise Saint-Jean.

In his words, he wants to “open” it, meaning he deems it closed. Bilodeau looks down on his people, judges them cautious, and wants to convert them to the diverse religion. Who does he think he is?

I wonder if he knows what he’s saying. Maybe not. Perhaps, conformist as a left-wing artist knows how to be, he repeats the slogans that must be repeated to be celebrated by the Canadian radio system?

Since the early 1990s, the organizers of the National Day have done everything to convert it to the requirements of “diversity”, to the point of sanitizing it terribly.

Folklore from elsewhere was celebrated, Quebec folklore had to be put away in the attic. All traditional outfits are apparently beautiful, but if you want to insult a Quebec nationalist, call him a sash.

As if our French-Canadian heritage was shameful, as if it had to be erased to make room for the identities of the entire world.

PSPP

How not to see the trace of our old complex, which always pushes us to feel too much, even at home, even during our national holiday?

The diverse left will only consider Quebec open enough when it has managed to dissolve the old Quebec identity for good.

One more word on the controversy of the day.

PSPP is wrong, I believe, to sulk this party. He should have seized the time granted to him to bring his project to everyone’s eyes. The empty chair strategy can become counterproductive.

He is morally right to refuse the invitation.

But he is politically wrong.


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