Twenty years after Meech, yet we still stand. All the doomsday scenarios - surprise - never panned out. Anarchy was supposed to follow if the people voted no.
Separatists still mourn the defeat but I care little for them. If they're sad, then I'm happy. Simple calculation really.
The more the government pushed, the more I became suspicious. However, I simply don't recall how I voted.
Meech and Elijah Harper inspired Blue Rodeo to pen the words to Fools like you (sorry couldn't find the video anywere. Too bad great song from a great album Lost Together).
So good at doing
What you don't do
Just trying to protect yourself
And other fools like you
So well practised
In your deceit
Behind the high walls of stupidity
Your endless conceit
Behind the locked door
The sleeping dog you beat
I hope I see the day
She satisfies her teeth
Give back to the native
Their treaty land
What you preach you preach for others
Why don't you practice that firsthand
I just don't understand
This world of mine
I must be out of touch
Or out of my mind
And will the profits of destruction
Forever make your eyes blind
Do you bow to the corporations
'Cause they pay their bills on time
God bless Elijah
With the feather in his hand
Stop stealing the Indian land
Stop stealing the Indian land
Stop stealing the Indian land
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