Maxed Out

'Power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely.'

'When the only tool you own is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.'

One summer, travelling from Whistler to Ontario in the mechanically-fickle Mello Yello, my 1982 Volkswagen Westfalia, its 13-gallon water tank ran dry somewhere east of Alberta.

'Cultural hangups aside, this is the August long weekend and it’s time to dance and celebrate. Discretely though, we’re Canadian.'

'Is this really what the parishioners of Whistler’s Catholic church want?'

'Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.'

'And we ain’t seen nothing yet.'

Happy birthday, Canada.

'I try. I really try.'