Canada is a great country. It is peaceful, wealthy, pluralistic, and democratic. Yet for all the positives, something rots in the foundations, quietly eating away at our national identity.

Not long after Justin Trudeau became prime minister, he made a remarkable assertion in the New York Times, “There is no identity, no mainstream Canada” making “us the first post-national state”. In the face of President Trump’s tariff threats, Trudeau bookended his time in office by adding, on American television no less, that Canadian identity revolves around not being American. It’s all an odd way to define a country, but a foreigner might be forgiven for not understanding the difference between the two countries. Both peoples know the intricacies of the infield fly rule and the consequences of five for fighting. Culturally we seem indistinguishable. Most Americans – and Canadians – would probably never guess that the most American of actors, Tom Cruise, fell in love with acting as a student at a Canadian public elementary school. When pushed for more substance, Canadians will place their identity on public health care, social programs, the Charter of Rights and Freedoms, our military contributions to both world wars, with a final nod to the principle of peace, order, and good government. But these are placeholders for identity. As much as it pains me to admit, Trudeau has his finger on something important.
Geography defines Canada and yet our founding institutions shoehorn the country into a spatial straitjacket. Ultimately, the architects of Confederation sought to solve the political problems of Canada West (Ontario) and Canada East (Quebec) by, in essence, creating a treaty between two founding nations. Confederation sees the rest of Canada as appendages, used occasionally to balance central priorities. Unlike the United States, Canada does not balance regional interests against popular representation. Canada has no body like the American Senate or the Electoral College. The founders favoured a strong federal government that forced the regions to accept the will of Ontario and Quebec. To them, regional power led to the US Civil War and British North America would not import the seeds of such disorder. But regionalism and division lurk in the shadows of Canada with an expectation that the prime minister will provide the glue. The result: an increasingly powerful Prime Minister’s Office that horse-trades with the provinces while side-stepping Cabinet. We long ago abandoned the precepts of responsible government in the name of an expedient form of executive-federalism. The prime minister is no longer the first among equals, Cabinet provides little more than window dressing. No prime minister in Westminster style governments the world over has more power than the Canadian one. Canadians instinctively understand the regional tensions. In 2016 both candidates for president of the United States came from New York City and no one thought to mention it. If the two main candidates for prime minister happened to both come from Edmonton ridings, it would create a national crisis.
When Canadians point to the world wars as part of our identity, we forget that Canada of the second half of the 20th century is not the Canada of the first half. Canadians during both wars – and English Canadians in particular – thought of themselves as British subjects. What made us different from Americans was our commitment to the Empire, our adoration of the monarchy, and our deep ties to the United Kingdom. Even our currency sported multiple members of the royal family, including future Queen Elizabeth II as a child. In Quebec, Catholicism and the French language provided identity, “Les canadiens”. As the victors of WWII reorganized the globe, the time of empire finally came to a close. No longer a colonial outpost in the New World supporting an empire on which the sun never set, Canada needed an identity. Quebec with its quiet revolution threw off the Catholic Church, forging a new national sense of purpose while English Canada struggled for meaning. If we weren’t British, then who were we?
The zeitgeist of the 1960s, expressed through Pierre Trudeau, offered Canada an answer: we are a socialist minded people, bilingual, a cultural mosaic – not a melting pot, a country that eschews military power with a focus on multilateralism and peacekeeping, and a nation that embraces state intervention in the form of nationalized monopolies for the benefit of all. Privileging individual liberty smacked of gauche Americanism from yesteryear; collective rights were the future. With a new flag capturing this new Canadian identity, we could take our place in a brave new world of exuberant and ascendant global socialism. Prime minister Trudeau performing a pirouette behind the Queen, gallivanting with Castro, while maintaining a Walter Duranty-like admiration for Mao Zedong, put an exclamation mark on this confident, if not arrogant, new Canada.
Trudeau pere’s vision failed to live up to expectations. The shine of socialism faded around the world as global markets unlocked human potential and ushered in prosperity never before imagined. And yet Canadians continue to jealously guard their Crown corporations, managed industries, and cloistered oligopolies even as they have failed to deliver low prices or good services. Official bilingualism did not resolve the Quebec question. Two referendums on secession later – one narrowly defeated – today, Quebec lives in a solitude completely distinct from the rest of Canada. It is easier for English speaking Canadians to work in the United States than in Quebec. A Swiss-like linguistic trajectory is clear: Quebec will remain French, in part through provincial decree, while French will gradually disappear from almost the entire rest of the country. Years of neglect have led our military to a shambolic state. Long gone are the days when Canada controlled a beach at Normandy; our contributions to NATO make little difference. We disproportionally rely on intelligence from our allies for own domestic security. Today, our military ranks below Singapore’s. We can no longer build great national projects like pipelines. It is doubtful that the transcontinental railway of 1885 could be achieved by modern Canada. We have little sense of purpose other than to say that we cherish a state monopoly on health care, no matter how much it creaks and groans under the weight of increasing demand.
And while Canadians often point to the Charter of Rights and Freedoms as a touchpoint of identity, they have failed to read it. A popular federal government can constitutionally remove freedom of speech, and apply laws differentially based on race and creed. There is no separation of church and state. Canada’s head of state is literally the Supreme Governor of the Church of England. Public funding of Catholic schools is constitutionally protected. And while some might argue that convention has overtaken the actual text of the document, technically a federal government can reverse any provincial bill it doesn’t like. Unlike the American constitution, ours contains actual delineated powers that used to be used, but if used today would trigger the end of Confederation. Little anchors interpretation of the constitution within Canada’s living tree form of jurisprudence. I am not sure fair-minded Canadians would point to our constitution as superior to the American one.
Since the end of WWII, Quebecers found their identity, but the rest of Canada remains in the wilderness. We are a regional hodgepodge spread over an unkind geography. It’s easier to find Canadians apologizing for past wrongs than seeing them celebrate national accomplishment. Our founding statesman has turned into He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. We know more about the United States, its culture, its politics, than we know about ourselves. I am confident that Canadians understand the aftermath of the George Floyd riots far better than the issues behind the ongoing arsons, shootings, and sabotage in Nova Scotia’s lobster fishery. Maybe we are more American than we care to admit; perhaps in spirit, English Canada has already joined the Union.
For all its warts, I am grateful to be Canadian. I have had more opportunity made available to me in Canada than I deserve. Our motto of peace, order, and good government provides a worthy north star. To paraphrase Hemingway, Canada is a fine place and worth fighting for, but today, the whole country stands at a crossroads. We must find better answers to the question of Canadian identity than the ones offered by either Trudeau pere or fils.
President Trump has challenged us to do so.