It is the end

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I am from Quebec. I know many of you like us, despite the memes from Canadians trying to shit down on us because they're still upset we cucked them so many times. Quebec/Canada was one of the first attempt at multiculturalism in our modern times. I remember going through the streets of Montreal's and looking at their names. The west was for the anglo's, the east for the franco's and the middle for the Irish. At least, we used to be all white. We had our differences and it sometimes got violent, but never on a national/civil war level. Simple skirmishes going out to beat up some crooked teeth.

Here in Quebec, we have a rich cultural heritage that we used to be proud of, that we used to cherish, a white European culture. Despite the fact the French hates our accent, we've always been proud of our language and defended it up until now.

My grandmother used to fight for that country she called Quebec. She never was a big fan of separatism, but she wanted her culture to flourish in Canada. She taught me nationalism. A few years ago, she started talking about Muslims and how bad they were: going after everything she fought for in her youth. I was a fool not to listen to her back then. It got worst years after years and everytime we talked about it, her thoughts went darker and darker.

A few weeks ago, I chatted with her about it again and apologized for refusing to listen to her before. She then told me she was going to move out of this country. I asked her why she wanted to do such a thing, the woman who taught me nationalism wanted to abandon ship in her last years. Her answer just threw me in an internal fit:

>This isn't the country I used to live in.

Thank you Multiculturalism.